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17 June 2009 @ 10:46 pm
Prison Break Gen Fiction: "Fate Trapped Inside The Cycles Of The Sun" (PG)  
Title: Fate Trapped Inside The Cycles Of The Sun
Author: HalfshellVenus
Character: Michael (Gen)
Rating: PG
Summary (Season 3): Every day counts, as Michael battles a timeline that’s running out far too fast.
Author's Notes: Happy belated birthday to wrldpossibility! I hope you like this, and I’m sorry it’s a little bit late.
Also for prisonbreak100, this is “Sunrise.”

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The morning light filled Michael’s cell all too early, the same as every merciless, sweltering day since he’d arrived. There was no hiding from the sun here, any more than he could hide from danger or death. But he had lived to see another day, no small miracle in the chaotic vortex that was SONA.

If he wasn’t already behind on inventing a path to the impossible, he might have thought it was something worth embracing.

LJ and Sara’s lives depended on him now, just like Lincoln’s had back in Fox River. It all seemed so far away, that first escape from prison—and the life he had beforehand, sure and settled until the time came to sacrifice those luxuries for the sake of the only family he had left.

He didn’t regret it and he never would, not with Lincoln free and safe. He’d do it again if he had to.

Why was Whistler so important? He couldn’t be just a fisherman, or no-one would go to such lengths to get him out of SONA. Michael hated being forced into this situation, not only because he had no schematics or even a spark of inspiration to help him, but also because he had no idea whom he might be freeing—whether Whistler was as innocent as McGrady or as lethal as T-Bag, or belonged to some gray area in between. Michael had already returned one murderer back to society, and he'd lost sleep over it for weeks before T-Bag got locked up in SONA right along with him.

The sun's colors touched the sky now, in the kind of display so beautiful that Michael used to watch it in wonder, once upon a time before everything had changed.

Now the sunrise marked the beginning of another day that brought him ever closer to a deadline he might not make.

Already, the heat was building in Michael’s cell, becoming a weight on his shoulders that made it hard to think.

Somewhere, the sun was rising over LJ and Sara too. Michael hoped to God he'd find a way to break Whistler out of this place before it was too late. Time was running out now, and achieving that desperate goal was the only thing that could keep them both alive.



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Maz (or foxxy!): Papi on the beachtuesdaeschild on June 18th, 2009 09:44 am (UTC)
Such aching sadness tempered with the knowledge that at least he'd saved Lincoln...but there are two more lives to save and Michael is feeling the heat in more ways than one, isn't he?

I get a feeling of relief that even though Michael is in Sona at least T-Bag is there too and not a danger to society. Of course Michael would count that as a positive because of who he is.

As always the case with your fics, sweetheart, this is an insight into a complex character that totally works for me!

*hugs*
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: MichaelInBarshalfshellvenus on June 18th, 2009 08:03 pm (UTC)
Such aching sadness tempered with the knowledge that at least he'd saved Lincoln...but there are two more lives to save and Michael is feeling the heat in more ways than one, isn't he?
It was awfully unfair to him to be asked to pull off a second miracle after the first one that saved Lincoln-- and with only weeks in between!

Of course Michael would count that as a positive because of who he is.
He would-- it's as if a wrong has been righted again, and that particular piece of guilt is finally off his conscience. It's almost a silver lining in a truly awful situation. Michael himself is there because he lied to save Sara, though really the whole thing was in self-defense. But there's no hope that anyone will believe that when federal agents are involved.

I'm glad you liked this. I didn't expect to be returning to S3, but the "Sunrise" prompt seemed to fit that setting really well. :)
wrldpossibility: PB michael in thoughtwrldpossibility on June 19th, 2009 03:31 am (UTC)
Oh! I love it! The way you use the sun as a thread throughout is great...and the way it connects him to LJ and Sara. This was my favorite line (it just pops out at the reader):

If he wasn’t already behind on inventing a path to the impossible, he might have thought it was something worth embracing.

Thank you for writing this! It's a treat to see PB fic from you!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on June 19th, 2009 05:18 am (UTC)
I'm SO glad you liked it, and that you noticed that line; I wanted to show the state Michael finds himself in, where he could be killed at a moment's notice by whim, accident, or insult, and yet his survival pales in comparison to the horrible responsibility that has been laid upon him.

I haven't given up on Prison Break, though I'm not writing it often, that's true. So long as I live with the mantra of "Season 4 never happened," I feel like I still have a handle on the show and its characters. S4, depressing ending aside, just seemed like a crackfest determined to destroy all of the show's prior canon. No thanks!
wrldpossibility: PB fangirlswrldpossibility on June 19th, 2009 01:35 pm (UTC)
Yes, S4 played fast and loose with previous canon. *sigh* I didn't mind the ending though, as some did. My faves will always be S1-2. The rewatches at pb_rewatch are fun, when I manage to get there.