Destruction's Blessing
f.i.r.a.g.a.s h.e.a.r.t

Summary
A girl looking for designation. A boy looking for confirmation. A prince looking for peace in his nation. Soon, they will find destruction's blessing.

Disclaimer
Do I really need to restate the obvious? Apparently so... If I owned anything having to to with OSR, I'd, well, own something having to do with OSR.

Authoress Note
I had an idea for this a long time, even during the Alwas cycle. Once I found out what Oban was like, I edited my idea and, well, here's the result. Be aware of many plot twists and junk like that. You've been warned. Bwahaha...

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: chapter one :

There she was. Lying there, a notebook in her hand. Through the crack in the sheets she'd hung up, Jordan saw that she was drawing something. She did that alot, after her fights with Don Wei. Those fights were getting more and more frequent everyday. Jordan wished she'd tell him why.

He wished, more than anything, that she would prefer to go to him for comfort, to go to him for the love he saw she so desprately needed. He wished she'd stop glancing towards Aikka's pit all the time. He wished that she loved him back.

Jordan pulled out his dog tags and looked at the name on the old battered one. It had belonged to his grandfather, Jordan William Wilde. He's been named after his grandfather. He glanced at his own military one, the newer one. Wilde, J. William. The same name was on both. He closed his eyes and shook his head.

His grandfather was killed in the Crog invasion. He had went out to see what he could possible do to protect Earth. A Crog rammed him with a Trident before he had a chance to react.

Jordan winced at the thought. He would never have gotten a chance to meet the one he wanted to know more than anything. He'd went into the military, following his grandfather's honorable footsteps. His family had even said that he resembled his grandfather quite a bit.

"Hey, Jordan!"

He was jolted out of his thoughts at the sound of Molly's voice. He let go of his dogtags and placed them back at their usual position, under his clothes and close to his heart.

"What is it, Molly?" he asked.

"What's your family like, back on Earth?"

"Huh? What kinda question is that?"

Molly climbed off her hammock and sat by Jordan on his bed.

"I'm just curious to know," she replied. Jordan felt himself blushing. She was sitting very close to him, and he liked it.

"Well, I've got a dad and a mom. And an older sister. Her name's Eva."

Jordan noticed the look on her face becoming downcast.

"Hey, did I say somethng wrong, Molly?" he asked, sympathetically. She shook her head.

"No, I'm just remembering my own family." Her voice reeked of unhappiness.

"Well, if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm right here for you, okay?" He smiled. Molly smiled right back.

"Thanks, Jordan, but this is between me and my father."

Jordan frowned and stared down towards the ground.

"You okay?"

"Do you really have to hang out with Aikka so much?"

"Oh not this again."

"Hear me out this time, okay? I saw him talking to Toros back on Alwas. He had the same Crog robe on and everything. The Nouraisians have an alliance with the Crogs, and, well, I don't want you hurt by them."

"Jorda-"

"Molly, the Crogs killed my grandfather. They almost killed my sister too. She's eight years older than me, born a few months before the invasion. They shot something towards Earth, and they barely got her out of the way in time. She still suffered from radiation and has so many severe medical complications it's not even funny. And don't forget about my grandfather, who was rammed through the chest by a stupid Crog trident. The Crogs are nothing but jerks, and the Nourasians are allies of them, okay? I'm not losing someone else I care about to the Crogs."

"What? No. J-Jordan, I can't believe you on this. Prince Aikka wouldn't do something like that. I'm really sorry about what's happened to your family, but the Nourasians couldn't have had anything to do with it."

Jordan clenched his fist and stood up. He shook his head and headed his way out of their room.

"Yeah, Molly. I care about you too."

'Stupid Aikka and his stupid alliance and his stupid foothold on Molly. I can't even get through to Molly because of that stupid Aikka. Jerk.'

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Authoress Note
Teeheeheehee... You have no idea what's going to happen next. But I do... Oh, I do... Bwahahaha...

Rock on, peace out, review, and be blessed!