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Crog Eva- Broken Pawn

Canaletto POV on Crog Eva AU

He had woven the threads of time and fate, reworked them so many times, his plan had perfect

Eva was the perfect creation, the ideal pawn.

That Don Wei would rise back to fame quicker than before had been unforeseen, but it had been good, Eva’s despair had grown so much,  and with a little push the humans at the school she was at had just made it grow more

So much despair and anger and loss

She would have been perfect

 Except for that one fray in the threads

It had been an infinitesimal small chance

 That the Crog ship would get shot down was likely but usually irrelevant  

That Eva would escape that day, had been unlikely

That she travelled that way into the woods even less so

That so managed to take that exact path to meet the ship, had been almost impossible

 Those events caused the fabric of the strings to fray

Canaletto had tried to reweave the threads, but he couldn’t

They kept breaking

Fate would not let itself be reworked

It had set itself in motion and he watched his plan begin to unravel.

He’d been beginning again tugging at threads trying to recover his creation… rework it to make Eva the person she needs to be

And then that ritual

 That blasted damn ritual

He’d never apid attention to the Crogs dismissed them as warlike brute, a challenge that his pawn would overcome in the races…

Ironically it is one of those who should be her opponent who she now calls father

 It is that damn bond that breaks it

He can see Eva’s despair sink away, see her drive to bring her mother back dim as she has a new family

She finds happiness and he feels his plans break

 A ritual and adoption by blood, an ancient Crog ritual

 One that brings someone into a family

And protects them from dark forces.

 As soon as the ritual ends Canaletto felt his hold on the girl vanish, his influence around her gone.

As he reaches for her, tries to move those around her

He can’t

 All his work

His manipulation of fate and time everything

 Gone to waste

 She’s a usauless pawn now, her despair is gone, her flame burns but it won’t do the job Canalrtto needs

 She’ll be on Oban but it won’t WORK!

 He cries into the void

 He’ll still try to manipulate her, he can still try when she’s on Oban, and he’ll try to move the pieces…

He’ll still try to use his trump card…even if it will not be a winning hand

  And if this fails, he’ll just begin again, he’ll find another

 But he’ll bind the threads tighter not let anything fray

 Make sure nothing had destroy his creation

 And if that one fails he’ll make another

 And if that fails another

 And another

 He’ll  keep creating pawns

 No matter how many it takes

 He will have his powers back

 He will

 He just has to be patient

 A broken pawn doesn’t mean he’s lost

 He’ll win

 He has all eternity after all.

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Crog Eva AU- Part 2 Vea

Hey just second ficlet for AU where Eva is adopted by Kross

She’s been pacing outside the door for over an hour now, she knows she should be more composed she knew that but, she was so sick of waiting.

The imperium are meeting.

And she knows that they’re meeting about their meeting to talk about the great race.

The great race.

And her father hinted that he wants to put her forward as the Crogs reprehensive, he wants her to be their pilot for the great race.

Her as the crogs pilot, she can’t stop herself smile, because to represent the Crogs to win the ultimate prize…it’ll finally solidify her place.

She glances at her reflection in the dark metal, she’s dressed in dark red Crog armour with thick black clothing under, thick black gloves hide her hands, and a similar face mask hides the bottom half of her face. Her long red cloak flows behind her and the hood of her cloak cover her duel coloured hair, she dyed her dark hair partially red years ago (because it was the same colour as his and she wanted nothing to do with that man) the top of her face is cover by a viosor bright yellow like normal crog eyes, the visor saens over her ears and there are oroimantla points of black metal resembling crog ears.

She dosen;t look human, and she loves it.

Becaues she’s not human, she’s a crog.

She has been since she ran away from that place, that planet, since her father adopted her and sealed it with an oath in blood, a binding contact.

She’s not human, she’s not Eva Wei anymore.

No Eva Wei died long ago, the name buried and discarded.

She’s Vea

Her father and uncles had asked if she wanted a new name, Ecva was to human, to many memories tied to it, she;d gladly accepted the new name.

Eva the human was gone, Vea the daughter of General Kross.

 Though not all Crogs saw her as that, she frowned and continued pacing.

Sure all the members of the tribes who were close to her father, her many many uncles, knew she was Vea, even some other tribes not that close to her father but who had met her and understood.

Other’s didn’t, they saw her as a ‘pet’ a joke, not that they said so in front of her father, not anymore the last one who insulted her to her father was challenged to combat and well…they can’t really speak when they don’t have a head anymore.

The problem is that those members of the Imperium who don’t take her seriously are going to be some on the ones voting on if she’ll be the pilot.

It doesn’t help that she’s still technically viewed as a child, she’s 15 already!

And the fact that Colonel Toros will be voting…and he’ll want to go, and he hates her.

Not only does he not see her as a Crog but he’s still angry that she beat his records at some of the training tracks for pilots.

She’s beaten lots of records, she’s a good pilot her father’s been teaching her for as long as she can remember, she could fly a trident a blindfolded (and she knows this from experience Uncle Voxx can got in trouble for letting her but she’d done it perfectly)

She’s a good pilot

But Toros has never lost, and he’s a colonel…and he’s biologically a Crog.

Her moping thoughts are cut off when the door opens and her father walks out

He’s out early that means either he’s got his way and saw no more reason to stay or he’s really really pissed and had to leave before he tried to murder someone…she’s honestly not sure which it is…

“Vea” he calls back to her as he begins walking down the hallways, and she has to run to catch up with his long strides

She walks calmly in silence, for about a minute before she cracks “…well?”

Her father doesn’t even look at her “well what?” he echoes back

“dad” she groans out because that tone of voice means he’s enjoying this…and wait he’s not angry does that…does that mean

“you’ll need more composure when you arrive on Alwas” he says amusement leaking in “congratulations”

She lets out a very undignified squealing sound and launches herself at her father hugging him tightly he simply lays a hand on her hand

“I’M THE PILOT?FOR THE GREAT RACE? REALLY?” she cried out mouth split in a grin so wide anyone would be able to see it even through her mask

“of course” he said as if stating a simple fact before trailing off “but” Vea felt her grin freeze “there is a condition” he grumbled out the last word “you will be accompanied my someone”

Vea cringed because she had a feeling “Toros?” she asked grimly and groaned lowly when her father nodded

“he will there to watch you as well as ‘project strength’” he rolled his eye at that “honestly he’s there to take over if you fail” Vea raised an eyebrow “it was decided that this is a chance to prove yourself, also they don’t want to give this as a mission to Toros, they want the option to call him back if the situation changes…but if you fail or show weakness, he is to take over” she say the crinkle of her fathers eye that indicated a smirk “Torso seemed happy with that I don’t think he quite understands that you have to actually fail first, and we both know that won’t happen” Vea smirks back at him because she can see where this is going “if he does anything to attempt to make you fail or anything to seize power while you can still race and have not lost he is disobeying a direct order from the imperium”

Vea bit back a laugh “how long do you think it’ll take him to try?”

“that depends on how smart he is” her father answered

“how far do you think he’ll go?” Vea asked as she walked in time with him smiling up

“again it depends on how smart he is and how long he wants to live” he glanced down at her “contact me if he tries anything, or you think he’s going to…or if anything happens with another team” her father continues on the protective edge entering his voice as he begins to list off all the reasons she should call and how regular check ins should be…

Vea just smiles widely she’s competing in the great race.

And she’s going to win. 

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