Author: Pilotslover What if there was something buried very deep inside of you that you could do nothing against? Something that you would have to live with? (Follow up to Shattered Soul)
Note: Hello again everyone! PL here and after a far too long time, I am back with the sequel to Shattered Soul. As with Shattered it deals with some hard issues.
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This is a short chapter, as is the second but length fluctuates after that.
Chapter One: The Devil you thought you knew
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Silenced by Dagger's desperately cast spell, the Waltz threw himself bodily at his target; midnight blue wings tucked against himself to speed up his descent. Despite the damage he had done to the child already, he would not consider his job completed until she lay dead; Sarah coughed up blood as she knelt on all fours, blood staining through her clothing in places, shining burns making themselves clear on her pale skin.
Realising the beasts intention, Zidane threw himself towards Sarah, intercepting the blow by latching himself onto the erstwhile mage's legs as he struggled desperately; expecting the Waltz to be weaker then he was, Zidane was surprised to find himself in a near equal fight. A hand lashed at his face, talons boring three large cuts into his cheek, "Steiner, knock him out!" He yelled, spluttering the blood from his lips as he spoke.
The knights reaction was instantaneous, he smashed his sword hilt against the back of the struggling Waltzes head; the red that lingered there was driven back to neutral yellow before winking out completely. Dagger was at her daughter's side in seconds, hastily curing Sarah; the princess recovered quickly and backed away from the unconscious monster with a small yelp. "Steiner, Beatrix, lock him up; whatever you do don't let anyone take the silence status off him." Zidane commanded, disentangling himself from the Waltz; he was briefly tempted to deliver a kick in the creature's side, but remembering the past caused him to stop.
Between them, they managed to pick up the Waltzes limp form; carrying it towards the dungeon. "Ellisa says that Quina's going to take a little time, but s/he will be alright," Calan reported to Zidane, the knight of Pluto had witnessed everything but, the Genome realised had held back from the fighting. "I'll tell the others what happened; I won't let them down to see him yet."
"Good idea Calan,"
He moved to his wife and daughter as Calan ran to find his bothers, "How are you doing?" He asked them, ignoring the painful throbbing of his cheek. Sarah was crying into Garnet's lap as she wrapped her daughter in a hug.
"We'll do Zidane, you'd better get down to the dungeons," Garnet replied, her voice was tight with tears as she looked towards the mess on the floor; so many peoples blood had been spilt that day, from Zidane's to the naive Quina's. "You're going to want to make sure he's secure, we can't have a repeat of the past hour."
"Don't I know it? You two stick together," He stroked Sarah's hair and planted a kiss on the top of her head before kissing Garnet on the cheek. "I love you," He told her needlessly, they had been together long enough for it to not be necessary for him to tell her. With one final lingering look at the two, Zidane headed towards the dungeons.
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AN: To be continued. Obviously.