Okay people, this story is a sequal to To Forgive, But Never Forget. Read that first or you'll be hopefully lost.
Hi!
Bet a lot of people had given up on me! But I'm back! This peice is a bit shorter than usual, but I just had to post here. You're just going to LOVE the ending. If you like cliffhangers, that is.
Alright guys.(and gals) I've got a choice for you. I'm only one person, and I'm being asked to do a bit much for right now, so I've got a choice for you. One, I go on with Imperfect Heaven for right now. Or two, I continue this story, and do the other sequal later. Tell me what you want in your reveiw. Majority rules!
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Disclaimer: All ideas and characters from the novel, The Giver belong to Lois Lowry. However, (Deep breath) Jake, Dawn, Jinkie, Hunney, Goren, Koren, Eliza, and Duke are mine. Please ask to use them.(Not all are in this chapter)
Waiting For My Sun to Rise
Prolouge
A Light On the Horizon.
It was black. Not a light shown. But then, a ray of orange flew over the hills, and others followed. A bright orange beam smiled over the horizon like a grinning goddess. Soon, there was a light show that welcomed the day. And more...
It's a girl!
Fiona felt like she was going to pass out. She was so tired. But the sight in front of her made it all worth it. She reached for her child, her little baby.
After cutting the cord, the doctor, Jake, handed her the baby. The little girl had bright red hair, and deep blue eyes. She was perfect. Like the dawn.
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Jonas pased back and forth, the same as he had for the last six hours. Asher had long since stopped telling him to calm down. He had questioned every person who had walked through the room. Most hadn't even answered him. Nobody understood. This was his wife! Not just any little birth, his Fiona's! They could at least answer his questions!
Jake appeared in the doorway, the door swinging shut behind him, before engulfing Jonas in a huge hug. Jake had become a doctor, a mighty good one, and had helped Fiona throughout her pregnancy, it wasn't the first in the Community, but it was still a new thing to the people. Normal people having to carry babies. It was unheard of. And knowing who ones parents were. Unreal. He shook his head, we've made a lot of progress, and that is a good thing.
What is it? Did something go wrong? How is Fiona? Tell me, Jake! Jonas' words were an interogator questioning a prisoner. He was so nevous!
Then, Jake's lips spead upward into a huge grin.
Congratulations. You're a father.
Chapter One
We're Only Human
Dawn jabbed her heel into her horses side. She could see her home just over the next hill, and she wanted to be there NOW. Not the next minute, or second, but right now. It was her birthday. Her fifteenth one! This birthday was special. Her parents had said they were going to take her somewhere this year. She wondered where it could be. She hadn't been anywhere beyond the next village, and then it was only for a day. Visions of deep forests, and high mountains flittered though her avid imagination.
She pushed a long red lock of thick hair out of her eyes. She wondered what it was like for her parents when they were turning fifteen. They always changed the subject if she mensioned their youth. Maybe this year she would be told why. Their past was covered in mysteries and shadows.
She stopped Terra outside her home, and pulled the bay into the yard. She was bursting with impatience as she walked the mare down, and then brought her to her stall.
When she was finished, she sprinted to the door, and only slowed slightly as she pulled the door open.
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Dawn sat at the table across from her mother, Jake was over for dinner, and her parents hadn't said a word about where they were going. She felt she would explode if someone wouldn't tell her what was going on. Her parents exchanged smiling glances, full of unusual mischeif.
I suppose, you want to know where we are going to be going tomorrow. Her father started, a silly grin on his normally serious face.
You're finally going to tell me? Where!? She interupted impatiently, not letting him finish.
Her father laughed, his blue eyes sparkling. We are going to be going to your grandparents house. It's a long way, but I think you are old enough now.
Grandparents? I didn't even know I had any! Who are they? Dawn asked eagerly.
They are my parents, they adopted Jonas when he was fourteen. Jake answered her. He was about to go on, but stopped as her mother, Fiona, glared at him.
I have to learn what they are keeping from me! It is going to drive me mad! She made herself a silent promise. She would find out. Soon...
Mom? Dad? I want an answer. Why don't you ever tell me about when you were kids? She asked for the hundreth time.
But Jonas just laughed. That is a story for another day. Totally boring.
Dawn didn't believe him.
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Jonas couldn't sleep. Finally he rolled over and whispered, Fiona? Are you still awake?
Can't sleep? Me eighther. Fiona whispered back.
When are we going to tell Dawn the truth? We can't hide it from her forever. Jonas wondered out loud.
She is still a little girl. I don't want her to have to grow up as fast as we did. Fiona answered. She was right, but he hated keeping the truth from her.
We have to tell her soon. Or else she'll find out from someone else. Jonas told her. That would be horrible, Dawn knowing that they'd kept that horrible history from her.
I know. I know. We'll tell her tomorrow. I promise. Satisfied, Jonas drifted off to sleep.
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Dawn was crying. She knew they were keeping a horrible secret from her. She just knew it. Everyone around her was cutting themselves off. Just when she thought she might learn something. It was so frustrating!
She looked around her room. It was small, and looked to be kind of plain, but then, she'd never had many things. Didn't want them. So often, she was offered gaudy things, full of color, and light. She'd always felt more comfortable in the dark. Safer, almost.
She sat bolt upright in bed. Glanced around her room. Nothing.
Here, behind the dresser.
The only thing behind her dresser was the wall. But she got out of bed anyway, and crept over to the dresser. She grapped the edge, and began to yank it away from the wall.
That's it.
When the dresser was aside, at first she saw only wall, but then, she saw a grate. It looked like any other in the house, only more complicated.
Hello Dawn. I've heard you want answers. Answers that your parents won't give you. Is that right Dawn?
she stammered. Whas this for real? Her eyes darted towards the door, nobody was staring at her from the shadows in the hall.
Well, we have those answers for you. You need only ask.
Why won't my parents tell me about when they were little? My age? She figured, they'd offered, and she may as well take the oportunity that had presented it's self.
Must you always start with the hard questions? Lets begin with some easy ones. I'm the Speaker. Shall we talk here and be caught, or somewhere else, in private?
Here for now. Dawn wasn't stupid. She knew not to talk to strangers. Answer my first question.
Not now dear. Not here. We must meet in person.
Dawn suddenly knew the answer. I'm going to my Grandma's house starting tomorrow, we could meet tomorrow night.
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By the time everthing was packed, and on the horses, they were late starting, but they decided to move anyway. As they rode, Jonas thought over his and Fiona's converstion from the night before.
The sun was low on the horizon, and Jonas was thinking over ways her could tell his daughter of his past. They would tell her. There just wasn't time tonight.
And there wasn't. Everything was moving too fast, one thing followed another, until it was time to sleep for the night. Jonas was asleep when his head hit the pillow.
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Dawn tried to stay awake, but she was as sleepy as her parents. She didn't even hear the person sneak up on her. She didn't even shout as she was dragged away, and brought to a nearby van.
Shock at first stopped her from speaking, and then fright. But then, there was cloth over her mouth, and a slight hissing noise was the last thing she remembered. Then, only blackness.
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Jonas woke with a start. He streached, and looked around. Fiona was still sleeping, and Dawn was-
She was gone! He looked frantically around, and didn't see her. He began to panic. Jonas yelled,
Only the birds answered.
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Jinkie had been tipped off that morning by a man that he hadn't seen before to check the old Speaker room. Nobody had been in there for years, and he didn't know why he was checking, but something told him he should.
As he walked into the old office, the first thing he noticed was the lack of dust, and then the fact that the Speaker was on. He ran to the console. It was connected to Jonas' house! More specifically, to Dawn's room. Why would that old thuing be on, her thought all of it had been unwired, and left to ruin at it's heart's content. He reached for his communicator, but was stopped by a voice behind him.
Stop where you are! Turn around, slowly. Your informer has been captured!
Jinkie turned around, and found himself face to face with a man who looked like he'd seen better times.
His face was covered in scars, and cuts. Behind him he saw the mysterious old man, being held by another man. The old man had scars and cuts too, he just hadn't noticed it with his large black hood.
From behind all of them came yet another voice.
Stop! You are all against procedure! Step out slowly! I have a gun! Jinkie had never been more glad to see Pierre's shaky voice.
The men only laughed, but it was the distraction Jinkie needed. He plowed full force into the first man, grabbing his gun as he knocked him over.
The old man slammed his albow into the second man's gut, and he moaned in pain. His hood fell down, and Jinkie could see him fully for the first time.
Jinkie was stunned. It couldn't be!
The man laughed harshly, and now that Jinkie looked more closely, he wondered why he hadn't oticed his childhood friend. He just looked so worn and old with those scars. Then he jabbed his fist onto the second man's back, knocking him out.
Koren laghed, and with his laugh, looked thirty years younger. Jinkie, old friend! Remember me? Well, I'm back and I have news of the enemy.
The enemy? Jinkie asked, dumbfounded.
Koren suddenly sobered. Yes friend. This isn't over. You need to get word to Jonas right away. They are going after Dawn.
Who? Koren, who is it? Jinkie demanded.
The Clan.
~Siti~