Memory's of a Cleric

Chapter 2: The attractive Voice!

But now was no time for thinking about "Fathers Voice", now was the time to show all those Men that also a Woman can fight. After all I was selected and that had to mean something. I wondered tho why and who? But I was sure I would find out when the time had come for me to know.

Now we all took our Weapons which were not real sharp ones cus if it were we could have severely wounded the others and no doubt it would result in death. They were made out of a very hard type of Wood so that we can't accidently kill our Opponent and we had special clothing on which you normally find in the fencing department, including the Mask. First Lesson was the Man to Man (or in my Situation Woman to Man) fight. Our Instructor gave us the go and told us just to show him how good we are at the first go.

In my Body every Nerve was put to the fight as I wanted to make it good and show those Men that us Women could very well fight and not only have to tend to the Children and the Meals for our Husbands at Home. So in my "Minds Eye" I pictured the Situation as real Fight against a dozen of Sense Offenders. And it was so odd that the one I defended was the "Voice of Father". How could that come I asked myself and this thinking took my attention away from the fight for a split second. This split second was vital as my Opponent got the better of me and had the opportunity to struck me down to the Floor.

What we all could not know was that our Main Instructor, Vice Council Dupont, was standing on one of the Balcony's and watching with great Interest. He wanted to see how our first Lesson went and also how the first ever female was doing. As he saw me on the Floor, my Opponent standing above me with the learning Weapon at my Throat, ready to kill me, he saw a Picture in his "Mind Eye": He thought of him standing in this Position over me not this Man. And instead of just a learning Weapon it was one of his real Katanas which he had on his Desk in his "white Office". And he felt suddenly all hot & cold inside at the same Time. But Years of calm and collected Restrained due to his Rank & Position made him forget all Feelings a normal Human might have. The only Feelings left for him were to survive and not let anybody other than his superior see the limited Feelings he had obtained during his many Years of Terror over Libria. He had to rule with iron Fist to keep everything together and it was by no means an easy Task. Every time one of those Clerics with no Emotions stood in front of him he had to calm himself down not to feel cus it was not expected of him. Now he was asking himself what was this sudden new Feeling he felt?

A sudden Change in the fighting Scene interrupted him from his thoughts: The Woman managed to collect herself and had kicked the Man where it realy hurts. The Man did let his Weapon fall and winced at the Pain, wilest everybody else was now also watching the Scene that presented itself. No one ever thought that I was so fast and at the same time effective to do what I just did, but that was one of the first thing I learned from my Family: Never ever give up , even when the death stands in front of you, you can still fight. So I was doing just that and it seemed to have worked. Now my time had come to show off in a Way but I had to be careful. If I would have showed too much then they might report me to "Father" for being a Sense Offender. Putting these Thoughts aside and thinking of a real life threatening Situation, I spun around and my Weapon came to rest at a Part of my Opponents Throat where it would have been the End if it were real. There was a ghostly Silence in the Hall and no one was brave enough to even breathe loud. I said to my Opponent:" Do never underestimate a Woman. We can do things you Men never even dreamed of."

On the Balcony Dupont was also stunned by the Scene and was still occupied with thinking what kind of feeling he was going through. He thought he has to go to his Home and consult the Books which held the Knowledge of the olden Times before Libria. With this Plan in Mind he left the Hall and let the Students carry on, but his Curiosity about me remained.

In his secret Palace he was allowed to have because of his Rank/Position he went into the Library and lighted a Fire in the Fireplace. As the warmth began to spread through the Room he began to search through the categories of Books to find the one he was searching for. Finally he found it and went to the Table to sit down and looking into it to see what Feeling it was. The sitting place was in a Style of old French times, maybe Baroque Area, inlayed with nice flowers which had a lighter wood tone then the rest of the Table. The two Chairs looked like the old Victorian times & he loved (if he could realy feel Love) to sit here for Hours and reading a Book about the olden Times when the World was still normal. He did not realy like what his Superior had done to the World but what could he do now? He was supposed to obey a Figure which no longer existed and still they expected him to carry on. The only good Thing was that no one ever entered his Palace so he could keep certain Parts of the Raids from the Nether. On the Walls where Paintings from ancient Painters such as the "Water Lilies" from Claude Monet or "The Baptism of Christ" from Leonardo da Vinci. On some of the little Tables in the Hallways where ancient Greek Vases with fighting Scenes on or Statues of ancient Italy. He had enough expensive Wine in his Cellar for a week long Feast for all Grammaton Clerics but he never touched a Bottle as he wanted to leave them for a special Occasion. This Palace was a Dream world nearly the same as Castle "Neuschwanstein" in the ancient south Germany. He found what he was looking for and swallowed hard, because the Feeling in Question was named "Love". No it can't be, he said to himself, no I am not allowed to feel that and I can't let anything interfere with ruling the City.

Making a Decision he went back to his main Office and let the Instructor come. As he was there Dupont said to him:"I want this Woman trained especially hard. I want that she knows what it is like to fight for real and I want each Week a Report about how she does. If she does not live up to it let her go back where she came from cus she is then not worth it to serve "Father"." The Instructor nodded only and went back to the great Hall where the Students were still trying their best to fight and learn.