Title: Choices
Author: Kiara Marielle
Disclaimer: You can sue me if you want, but all you'll get is the
pleasure of my company. And if I owned them why would I be wasting
my time with you people?! Besides I just wanna play with 'em, I will
give them back when I am done :-)
Author's notes: I wrote this before the beginning of Season 2 so just
take that into consideration. Oh and my Lovely wonderful beta Mads
chaptered it for me, and she tells me that she did it after every change
in POV. I hope you enjoy. Oh and be kind this is the first thing I am
written EVER.
Dedication: Mads sweetie I love ya for making me do this. Ophelia
because she gave the me courage to actually let others read it and for
your nice words. And for David who is the complete inspiration behind
it.
Choices
1
"And the time will come when the Warrior shall be faced with the
choice between her past and her future. The Angel must chose
between his Warrior and his Protector. The Dreamer shall find its
heart. And the Seer shall know peace."
Have you ever felt love? I mean the all encompassing, forever
type love that makes you want to do everything in your power to
make sure that the person for whom you feel this is completely safe
and never knows what it is like to feel pain. I do. In my considerable
life I have had such a love, although up until recently he never even
knew I existed. He wasn't allowed to and I was never allowed to
reveal myself. The Power That Be sure do have a sense of humor.
I guess to fully understand what I am talking about I must take
you back to how this all began. I was young once; I came from a
wealthy family. My father owned businesses and land. He made sure
that I attended the best schools and that I never wanted to anything.
Although he was a good businessman and he knew how to handle
employees, he was fair and generous some might even describe him
as being kind. I know that he was to me. I was the only child in my
family that was completely rare for the time. I was the apple of my
father's eye and even as a young girl I knew how to play the game
and had all of my male relatives sitting in the palm of my hand. All I
had to do was flash them a smile, and they were a puddle of mush
waiting to do my bidding. This is why I had an education, women of
that time weren't always educated and not to the degree that I was I
am sure.
While I was getting an education, most of the time away from
my parents and close relatives, I stayed in England. My family
remained in Ireland. Such a beautiful place Ireland is even now, but
such a place of heartbreak, but also the place where I fell in love. This
place was also the place where I encountered my destiny.
Destiny from my experience isn't a nice word, and success
comes with great costs. My success has cost me a great deal of
happiness and has come with a great deal of loneliness. I know you
are saying get back on the subject. After I returned from England
where I had attended the university and was now as capable as any
man at running a successful business did. I could also read, write, and
speak several different languages, which included English, French,
Latin, Spanish, Italian, and of course Gaelic. My father made sure I
remembered my roots, as if I could forget. He told me I was to marry.
I being the strong independent type hated the idea. What made it
worse was the fact that it was to be an arranged marriage. Since my
background and status was what is was, and the fact that my parent
wouldn't hear of me spending anymore of my life away from them I
was to marry down. With my father's businesses and his status, that
was perfectly acceptable. I hated the idea that I was to marry
someone that wasn't even my equal. I craved conversation and
someone not as educated would have made me miserable, but I would
do anything to make my father happy even if it meant discarding all of
my education to settle down and make babies. I figured that at least
my children would be as educated as I was and maybe with my
sacrifices they would be able to choose their own paths.
My father found a suitable husband for me or at least someone
in the right class that didn't already have a direction in life. For me to
say that he was rebellious and as much opposed to marrying me as I
to him was an understatement. He came from a middle class family,
with a servant. He had a sister named Kathy and his father was a
merchant. In the town that he was from he was known as quite the
ladies man, and like all Irish men he knew how to drink. He wasn't
even groomed for the lifestyle to which he was to enter, and that
frightened me even more than the prospect of having to marry a
stranger.
Shortly before I was to be married a very strange little man
approached me. He wasn't Irish and he smelled strange. I remember
all of this because this was the day that changed my life. I was out
walking, thinking about where my life was going and how to deal with
all of the changes that were coming. I had never even laid eyes on
the man I was to marry in a few months time. That was when he
appeared, this strange little man. I regarded him apprehensively
because I had heard the stories of people disappearing; I did not want
to be one of them. The man regarded me thoughtfully; he just stared
for a few moments looking me over and making me feel very
uncomfortable. Somewhat unnerved by this man I ask, "W-who are
you? W-what do you want from me?" This man simply smiled and
answered "Whistler." My first thought was what kind of name is that.
My second was, he didn't answer the other question, which scared me.
Whistler stood there taking in my nervousness and my fear; he
found it to be quite amusing. He told me later on that he wasn't even
sure I was the right girl to the job, which promptly earned him a black
eye. You see so many things relied on my decision that day that I am
still in awe that I was chosen. I know what you are thinking now, I am
not a "Chosen One"; I am not a slayer. I was given a choice and
looking back on it, I am glad that I made the one that I did. That
night Whistler asked me what I wanted to do with my life. Compelled
to tell him the truth I said, "I don't know" I paused and thought about
it for a second and then continued with my train of thought "I have
always done what others have asked of me. I have gone to school,
gotten an education, and now I am marrying a man that I have never
even laid eyes on." Then I looked at him and asked suspiciously
"Why?" His answer was almost as shocking as the fact that I was
being so frank with this man that I had never met. He said to me
"Renee, you have a choice, you can continue living as you are, a
young girl with a set future living out other people's dreams, or you
can find that thing that you have been searching for you entire life.
The purpose in your life, your reason for existing." He paused almost
as if he was trying to think of how much more he should tell me, then
he looked me in the eye and said, " there is one you know, a reason
for you existence. I am not saying it will be easy, and there will be
pain, but when all is said and done you know that you have helped
someone and you have found a love greater than anything else you
have ever experience."
I think the look on my face gave away the fact that I held some
sort of curiosity for what he was saying, but also a fear of what was to
come. I made my choice, the curiosity in me left little room for there
to really be a choice, that and the fact that I wanted a purpose and not
just to marry some drunken ill educated man that has slept with a few
too many barmaids. So Whistler showed me my destiny.
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