A lot of people make mistakes in relationships. Hell, I dated two girls at once that worked in the same place I did. Though they eventually found out I was dating them both and quit. Not that I really care… but you know. It’s the principle of the matter. Or maybe it isn’t. I’m not too good with relationships. I wasn’t designed to be. Those were things that would get in a way of a mission. That would compromise everything that I’d worked for. And in time… it did. Believe me when I say I made the worst mistake I ever possibly could. Her name… was Rachel Berrisford.

Oh, trust me. She wasn’t the mistake. The girl was wonderful. A breath of fresh air compared to Manticore and all the other transgenics out there in the world. Yeah, okay, she was an Ordinary but that didn’t mean anything. I still fell in love with her. But my mission was to take out her father. But in the end I couldn’t do it. And because of that… because I couldn’t take out her father and her… because she’d managed to compromise my mission she ended up in a coma. She died soon after. I saw her grave. Manticore tried to make me forget her… tried to make me forget everything… but she taught me to be human. What it was like to love.

In the end me not being able to do my job… no, it doesn’t matter what the biggest mistake I made was. Because that mistake was me falling in love.

I’m Manticore made. A soldier… a killer. If my Rachel were alive today she’d never forgive me for what I did. So in the end the biggest mistake I made in a relationship… it was falling in love. And I’m not so sure that I could ever do that again.

Not when someone can’t take me for who I am. A soldier. A born and bred killer. Not a lover. Never someone anyone can love.


Muse: Alec McDowell 'X5-494'
Fandom: Dark Angel
Words: 337