Humans... and Gears.
they fight... why do they fight?
They both die... die for a cause
they think is right...
Maybe neighter side is the right one.
maybe they are both wrong...
Once the final blow is dealt... its
all made clear...
Ky's mind raced with thoughts of such as he felt the weapon dig into his stomach... He hadn't noticed it rush at him... he was busy looking at Dizzy...
Dizzy, the woman he told last night he'd return to... that he'd promised t go elsewhere with, away from the fighting...
"Ky...?" Dizzy
asked, sitting up from her spot on the bed, she pulled the blanket up
over her chest. She watched as Ky shook the water from his hair.
"Yes Dizzy?" Ky smiled as he looked back to his
beautiful, innocent angel. "Is something wrong?" he asked,
walking back over to the bed.
"You're going somewhere
tomarrow, arn't you?" Dizzy looked over to the bags he had
packed by the door. he had only two, but his sword lay over them. his
cross necklace lay wrapped around the hilt, with the crucifix on the
end hanging in the air. she sighed sadly at the sight of it.
"yes
Dizzy. I am. But don't worry. I promise i'll come back tomarrow
afternoon. I'll come right back here, and i'll pick you up..."
he got on the bed and leaned in close to her. "I'll take you far
away from here. Far away from the fighting." He put his on her
shoulders. "I promise..."
Dizzy smiled and leaned
against ky. "Thank you..." she whispered.
The fight
had begun... Ky had rushed through, and that was where he saw it...
it was Dizzy... fighting with the gears... Dizzy! of all people...
He was suprized by the sight of her... but that sight also cost
him something very important... ... ...