Author's Note: I'm bored. Is there any other reason for idiocy? I just BORED.

Scene one: The laguz slavery

"Damn it all!" snapped Tormod. "Why are they still using laguz as slaves? It's against the law!" He ran through the woods, hearing pained cries on the other side of the bushes. Suddenly, voices rose, stopping Tormod in his tracks.

"Look down, look down
Don't look 'em in the eye
Look down, look down,
You're here until you die."

"Singing? What sad words…" he muttered. His eyes lit with determination, and began running through the forest, with a deeper sense of urgency. A voice rose over the noise. Tormod saw a half-starved man stand and cry,

"The sun is strong
It's hot as hell below."

He watched as other slaves pulled the man down and they replied,

"Look down, look down,
There's twenty years to go."

Another prisoner dropped his tools, and raised his head to the sky,

"I've done no wrong!
Sweet Goddess, hear my prayer!"

And as with the first man, he was pulled back, and they replied,

"Look down look down,
The Goddess doesn't care."

A young boy, eyes filled with hope, stood and sang,

"I know she'll wait,
I know that she'll be true!"

The older prisoners, eyes dull, empty, and half-hearted, replied,

"Look down, look down,
They've all forgotten you."

Another man, smiling crazily sang,

"When I get free ya won't see me
Here for dust!"
The other slaves shook their heads, and sang,
"Look down, look down
Don't look 'em in the eye."
An old laguz, looking closer to death than any of the others fell,

"How long, oh Lord
Before you let me die?"
Tormod began running again, unable to take the scene anymore. He ran and ran, looking for the person running the slavery, to stop the madness. He heard their last verse, and he choked with tears.

"Look down, look down,
You'll always be a slave
Look down, look down,
You're standing in your grave."
Suddenly he came upon a cottage, and a line of laguz standing at the door. He sneaked past tough looking guards, though he really, badly wanted to scorch them. He peeked into a window and saw two men, one a well dressed beorc, another a well beaten laguz, glaring at each other. The beorc man sang,
"Now bring me prisoner 24601
Your time is up
And your parole's begun
You know what that means."

Tormod blinked in surprise. "Prisoner?" he thought.
"Yes, it means I'm free."
The beorc slapped the laguz, who fell to the ground. Tormod's already lighted anger grew fiercer.
"No!
It means you get
Your yellow ticket-of-leave
You are a thief."
"I stole a loaf of bread."
"You robbed a house."

The laguz stood up, eyes showing cold fury.
"I broke a window pane.
My sister's child was close to death
And we were starving."
"You will starve again
Unless you learn the meaning of the law."
"I know the meaning of those 19 years
A slave of the law."

Tormod ran to the front of the cottage, pushing away the laguz, past the surprised guards, and through the door. He saw the beorc and laguz, and yelled,

"In the name of the law, stop this madness!"

Author's Note: I feel dead. R&R, please…