Dragon age: Tragic Endings New Beginnings
Chapter ten: Tatta Hitotsu no Omi(My one and Only Wish)
Within the world covered in doubts, I still haven't found the answer
Nevertheless, I advance forward- Why?
Cypress trees stretch into the sky; the road pointed straightforward
Let's believe in the miracle called 'now'
A dreamlike reality- If it's something that I can change with my hands
Within the difficulty of accomplishing my 1 and only wish, I
Want to show you that I'll protect you to the end, for something irreplaceable
I vow to my pounding heartbeats, I'll keep on running until I burn up
Within the eternal love, which I can feel it indeed surviving, it's a promise that I want to fulfill
Sunflowers bloom at the foot of the hill; the dazzling and spreading yellowness
Shines the light of hope
When it comes to things that I can change
There should be a varied way of living
Let's risk everything; I want to be shining within my granted time
I'm just only breathing and being here; even though it's just that, my feelings overflowIt's a distance far too long to advance on alone
Won't someone open this door? I'm waiting
Within the difficulty of accomplishing my one and only wish, I
Want to show you that I'll protect you to the end, for something irreplaceable
I vow to my pounding heartbeats, I'll keep on running until I burn up
Within the eternal love, which I can feel it indeed surviving
It's a promise that I want to fulfill
Sage glared menacingly at her captor across the long dining table in his captain's quarters. She was currently tied down to the chair she sat at with warm food placed in front of her, only teasing her with something she couldn't reach.
In a low and threatening voice she asked, "Why are you doing this? "
He laughed, some of the food that was in his mouth flew out and hit his beard, and t
his caused Sage to give a small look of disguise. "Aye bet ye be wondering that lass." He smiled as he took a wing off of the giant size bird on the table. "I thought ye might be hungry after showing off the wonderful performance out on my deck."
She twitched, she was hungry, and he probably knew it too, that could be why he went to all the trouble of making a feast, tying her to a chair in front of a plate, and eating in front of her. But why though? Why would he go to all the trouble?
She growled. "But if you thought I was hungry, why would you tie me to a freaking chair!" She shouted jumping in the chair, causing it to move.
Once again he laughed, and once again food flew out of his mouth. "Aye that is simple lass; I don't want you running away. Tis all." He smiled at her with a feverish grin.
She shuttered at the look, shaking off the feeling she glared at him. She wasn't going to be the victim her, not again. "Fine that answers that, but why didn't you throw me down in the ceils? Why bring me here?"
"Tis a simple answer, it not right for a lady, a beautiful fair lass such as yourself to squander down in the brink, aye tid be such a shame, "
She glared, yet again, another older and creepy man, hit on her. Why was it that only older men found her attractive? She twitched, why wasn't Alistair still attracted to her? Apparently she was some sort of beauty, how come he didn't see it?
Her glowering gaze followed him as she stood up and went to his dresser. Opening it slowly he drew out a lovely shiny red velvet grown. Smiling he turned and walked towards her. "Me thinks ye might feel more comfortable in this here dress." He said as he held it out to her.
She leered at him, "Where'd you get a dress like that huh? Did you cut a pretty little neck for it?"
He laughed as he bent down and picked up her chin. Smiling he said, "Aye that be correct lass." Slowly he cut her binds and placed the dress on her lap.
Looking up at him defiantly. "Now what possessed you into thinking I would wear it?"
He smiled evilly, (I'm sorry if I stole this from pirate of the Caribbean, I don't own the sentence) "Well ye be either wearin' that, or walk around the ship, naked." He said with a fiendish grin.
Glaring she sighed, "Turn around then! Or just freaking leave the room before I gut you!" She threatened.
He laughed as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Aye, this is why I like ye, lass" He smiled as he let go and turned around.
She shrugged her shoulders, trying to shrug of the feeling. Slowly she began to undress; while she was getting changed she would occasionally look behind her making sure he wasn't looking.
She sighed and turned towards him, fully dressed, she said in a stubborn attitude, "Alright I'm ready…"
He turned towards her and smiled, "Ah, you look as lovely as a ruby," He praised as he kissed her hand. She shuttered at the touch, and hastily pulled her hand away.
"Please keep you sausage fingers to yourself!" She glared as she backed away from him.
He laughed once more as he gave her a curt bow. "Aye my lass, now I know ye have nowhere to go, so, why don't ye walk around the ship." Smiling he added. "And I know ye wont have yer weapons so ye wont be making any attempts to kill me men."
Her eyes widened in realization as she looked around the room for any signs of her sword, she knew Alistair had her gun. "Where is it!" She hissed.
"Eheheh, ye will get them back….soon. "He smiled as he grabbed her by the arm and pushed her out of his quarters, slamming the door behind him.
She looked around at the deck and saw some of the crew that had survive the fight were cleaning up the many dead bodies that were draped over the deck, and throwing them overboard. Cant be sanitary for the fish.
Slowly she walked out on the deck, receiving many lustful stares as she walked out. Shuttering, she wandered to the side of the deck and gazed out at the ocean. For some reason unknown to her, she felt calm and relaxed when she looked out at the bright open waters.
She snapped her head when she heard a door slam open. She was shocked to see two men dragging Alistair to the middle of the ship, and the captain coming out of his quarters.
Glaring she ran over to the men, but was held back by a few men of the crew. "Let me go!" She shouted as she struggled in their grasp.
The captain walked over to Alistair, in a rough motion he grabbed Alistair's chin and made him look up at him. "Ello, boy,"
Alistair grumbled as he tried to break away. "Damnit tell me where is Sage!" He demanded as he glared up at the captain.
He laughed as he dropped Alistair's chin. "Ye are a blind fool, boy. Take a look around."
He looked around until his gaze finally fell upon a mess of red. His wide eyes slowly trailed upward, where his eyes lingered upon her face. He could feel the blush rushing to his face just looking at her. She was beautiful, he shoulder length hair that was normally straight was curling due to the mixture of rain, wind and sea water, her fair skin reflecting the rising moons rays, and her eyes just as breath taking as they have always been looked even more vibrant than before. And the dress she wore only complimented her, her porcelain skin standing out from the dark crimson color of the dress.
He stared at her in awe , completely forgetting they had an audience. He was jerked back to reality when he heard the captains booming laughter. "Aye, me think I'm not the only one who finds the lass stunning, am I boys!"
In reply the crew cheered in unison. The captain with a devilish grin drew out a blade and sheath that seemed familiar to Sage. Yelling out in rage she exclaimed, "That's my sword!"
He chuckled as he looked away from Alistair and back towards Sage who was once again trying to get free. "Aye, ye be correct lass. " He then took out another plain looking sword and tossed it towards Alistair.
Alistair tore his attention away from Sage and back towards the captain, who was eyeing Sage with curiosity and lust, Alistair twitched. He had to do or say something that would drive his lingering eyes away from her. "Oi! Why was I brought here? You must have a reason.:
The captain laughed viciously as he looked around at his crew. "Aye me boy, I've got me reasons, and that be for pure entertainment."
"Entertainment?"
"Ah ye be correct, Now, are ye a fighter or not?" The captain smiled as he crossed his arms and glowered down at him.
Alistair scuffed as he stood up and stood up, holding the sword in his right hand. "Of course I know how to fight, what do you take me for, an idiot?" He said as a matter of fact. "Wait…don't answer that…"
If Sage could she be hitting her forehead right about now, but alas her hands were being tied back, Alistair really was a wonder at times…Clearing her throat she gazed at the two. "Now why would you want to fight him, when you could be fighting me?" She asked as sweetly evil as she could.
Neither of the men paid her any attention. Scuffing she looked away and pouted.
"Now boy," The captain began as he started to pace back and forth, but he still gazed at Alistair though the corner of his eye. "I be wanting to test your ability, to if ye be a coward who hides behind a lass of such…beauty, or if ye be a man."
A vein in Alistair's head twitched, just because he didn't do anything in the battle before hadn't meant anything. He just didn't have a weapon to fight with. "And how pray tell will you be doing that, having a tournament?"
The captain laughed just as he stopped pacing, he turned to Alistair with a sadistic smile plastered on his face. "Ye be almost half right boy. " Beginning his pace again he added, as he crossed his hands behind his back. "Ye will be fighting me men, and if you lose, ye'll be beheaded. Understood boy?" Just the way he said 'boy' seemed like an insult.
"Alright fine, but if I win, your men will be…beheaded…" He was disgusted just saying the turned to Sage who was struggling against the men that held her back, she looked mad, and maybe even worried. He gave her a reassuring smile as he turned away from her. "Alright Captain Cutthroat, bring your men on!" He shouted out.
The captain laughed as he took a step back to let a big burly man stand in front of him. The man was a cue ball, no hair and even stranger no eyebrows, the most perplex thing was that he stood almost as tall as a darkspawn ogre did. Alistair had to take a step back, just to get a good look at him.
Alistair shook his head, clearing his mind of all doubts. Sure this guy was big, but you know what they saw? The bigger they are the faster they fall. Smirking he ran toward the man with his sword, he wasn't used to not having a shield with him, but he would have to cope.
In a flurry of two-handed strikes that Sage had taught him back before the lands meet, Alistair attacked. The big guy didn't even seem fazed with the attacks, in one swift moment he brought his hand and smacked Alistair into the mast.
Having the wind knocked out of him, Alistair coughed trying to regain his breath. The big guy Was tough. He would have a hard time bringing this lug down. Using his sword as support he stood up. When he did he heard Sage yell out to him. "Alistair what are you thinking! You cant take that guy down with just a sword!" She yelled still struggling under their grasp. "Think of your surroundings, and think of his weight!"
"Shut up!" One of the men holding her said as he brought his fist down and punched her in the head. Alistair was about to run over to them, but was stopped by the giant.
Turning back to his fight he looked around at his surroundings, Sage must have seen something Alistair could use, but what did she see? That's when he thought of it, that's what he had to do, but how could he pull it off without a shield?
He smiled when he looked over at one of the barrels, he could use the lid as a shield. He looked up at the man, he was just standing there watching him. The guys brain size must have been twenty times smaller than he was. Alistair looked back over at the barrels, and broke out in a run.
Once he had a lid in his procession he ran towards the man. Using even ounce of his strength he pushed the man off the side of the deck, and into the waters below.
Panting he straightened his back and heard Sage cheering for him. He gave her a lopsided grin. Walking over to the middle he pointed his sword at the captain, feeling the adrenaline overpowering his fatigue. "Who's next?" He said a bit cocky.
The captain laughed as he mockingly clapped his hands. "Bravo, aye, ye aren't to bad boy. But lets see if ye can take on two men at the same time." Right as the captain introduced the men two girls walked forward. The two were identical twins, both having short cropped black hair and yellowish colored eyes. Alistair smiled, while Sage smirked. This fight would be too easy.
Alistair inwardly laughed. The two girls looked almost like Morrigan. He wouldn't feel any guilt then. Right as he was about to strike, the two girls jumped into the air and half way in the air did a flip and landed behind him.
The one girl grabbed a hold of her sister's arms and spun her, knocking Alistair over. The two stopped spinning and ran back over Alistair. With their arms adjoined they knocked over Alistair again right as he was just standing up.
Alistair grumbled as he whipped the blood away from his lips. These girls were tricky, they would take a plan to take them down. He looked over at Sage; she had now stopped struggling and was watching the fight with a gaze that meant she was trying to form a plan. He looked back over at the duo. He had to do what he could to hold them off till either she thought of a plan, or he did. He sighed, what could he do that would slow them down or separate them.
He glanced around the ship once more, trying to think of anything that could help him. He couldn't sink them, they could just jump out of the way. His eyes went wide as an idea popped into his mind. Standing up he looked back over at Sage, she must be thinking the same exact thing, for she held the same look he did.
Turning back to the terrible duo, he ran at the, but when the they jumped, Alistair grabbed a hold one of the girls legs, and pulled hr down. Grabbing her around the waist he out a knife to her neck and spoke to the worried and terrified second twin. "Forfeit, or else." He demanded in a harsh voice.
The free sister winced, she didn't move. She did however take out a dagger and ran at the two. She had tears in her eyes as she stabbed her sister through the heart, and trying to stab Alistair's. When that didn't work she brought the knife up to hers and whispered. "I will be with you soon dear little sister."
Alistair twitched. He did in fact feel guilty that he had to fight them. He also felt a little responsible for the younger twin death. He didn't know the older one would stab her. The two must have been close, the older one didn't even want to finish him off before she took her own life.
He should be feeling lucky, but he didn't.
Panting he steadied himself on his sword. He was getting tired and maker known his face showed just how tired he was. He looked over at the captain who was smiling fiercely at him. Alistair had a feeling that his next fight would be with three people. Oh joy…
Alistair was right about the third fight having three opponents, he was also right when the fourth ad finally battle(he hoped) had four opponents. By the end of the fourth battle Alistair was exhausted. There was no way he could go on. He dropped down to his knees; he had heard the captain laugh and his boots hitting the ground as he walked towards him. Alistair didn't bother to look up, he knew by just the way his footsteps sounded it was him.
The captain laughed as he pushed Alistair cheek with his foot. "Come on boy, ye aren't tired already?" He mocked. "And ye were just about to face me."
Alistair tried to stand up, but his muscle screamed at him to stop. But he couldn't, he had to save Sage and himself.
Sage watched as Alistair tried to stand up. She bit her lip, she couldn't stand watching this. Alistair wouldn't be able to hold his own with the captain, he would lose. She looked at her captains who were watching Alistair struggle. She smiled, good they were distracted. Bringing he leg up, she kicked one of them men down under, and punched the other one right in the face, breaking free of their grasp.
Rushing over she grabbed Alistair's sword, stood in front of him and pointed her sword at the captain. The captain laughed as he drew out Sage's blade. "Oh the lassy wants to play sword fighting. Isn't that cute?"
Sage glared at the pirate as she ran at him, pretending to attack from above she actually went after his feet, knocking him off balance and causing him to fall and lose possession of the blade. Sage smiled as she dropped her blade, and grabbed the one she rightfully owned. She back up and smiled at her sword. "Who's playing?" She smiled.
The captain groaned as he stood up and picked up the sword. "Ye are gonna wish ye hadn't done that lass." He threatened as she rushed her. The two began to attack and defend each other's attacks, both using techniques that only master pirates use. The dance of sea blades.
"Ye are good lass, no one has ever held me off this long, And I bet ye wont be able to last any longer."
Sage laughed as she circle him, he one arm held behind her back and while her other arm pointed her sword at him. The captain was making the same movement. "Haha, yeah right, you'll be done on the ground in a few turns."
The captain smiled as he turned and face her, taking off his hat he bowed before her, which caught her off guard. "I haven't introduce me self yet. I am Captain James Flinch. At ye service." He then placed his hat back on and smiled sadistically at Sage. "An may I say ye fight just like your master, Captain Blood."
Sage took a step back. "How do you know Blood?" She demanded pointing her blade at him.
The captain laughed as he dropped his blade. "How is Blood fairing these days? Not too well perhaps?"
Sage twitched as she shouted at him once more. "I will ask you think again, how do you know blood!"
"Aye, because I was the one that caused him to be so gravely ill. How you say? "He mocked as he brought up his hand, and casted a spell upon Sage. "Blood Magic!"
When the captain placed the spell, Sage had felt as if every ounce of her strength was being drained away, and it also felt as if tiny needles were being stabbed repeatedly in her body.
The captain laughed as he stopped the spell. "Aye, I was the one that placed a sickness curse on Blood. I had wanted him out of the way so I could be the fearsome pirate on the seas. But then I had heard there was his apprentice that had become even more famous and fearsome than the previous captain had been. Aye and the be ye." He took a step closer and grabbed her hair, pulling her head up. "Tid such a shame to kill a beauty such as yourself. Maybe Aye could bring ye body back."
She broke away from his grasp slapping his cheek when she was free. "You wont touch me!" She hissed as she shakily stood up.
"Tis what ye think." He laughed as he raised his hand, slowly a blood wall began to surround Sage. Suddenly she felt an immense pain beginning to form in the bottom of her stomach. She wanted to scream out in pain, but she bit it back. She had to show no fear, no pain. She didn't want to give him his sick pleasure.
Slowly the pain was becoming too painful to bare. She felt as if someone had stabbed her with a burning white knife. Stabbing her and pulling it out, very, very slowly. Screaming she gripped her knuckles till tiny droplets of blood dripped from her palm. She had never felt this much pain from blood magic before. Sure she felt the pain before, but never like this. This was experienced perfected blood magic.
She felt her eyelids growing heavy, and her weight, weighing too much to hold herself up. Slowly her body slumped down to her knees, just as the wall of blood evaporated.
Captain Flinch laughed as he raised his hand once more, for the final blow. "Now lass, prepare ye for a lifetime in the fade. Have a nice voyage."
Right as Flinch was about to cast the spell that would finish her off, Alistair had come out of nowhere, grabbed a hold of Sage, pressing her close to him, protecting her, and taking the blow instead of her. Though it wasn't as fatal as it would have been for Sage, it still did a pretty large amount of damage to him.
Sage felt the blood from her face drain as his body fell limply next to hers. Whispering she looked down at him, placing her hands on his flustered cheeks. "Alistair?" When he didn't Answer she became worried. In a higher voice she said his name again, trying to wake him up by shaking his body.
No this wasn't how their relationship was supposed to end. The weren't supposed to die, before they made up. No this wasn't right…
She felt her anger course though her veins, her strength returning to her. Slowly she stood up, sword in hand. Flinch took a step back. The air seemed to only become thicker by each step she took.
She broke out into a run which had caught him off guard, he wasn't able to defend or stop her from stabbing him in the heart. Once he was out of the way she sharply turned her head towards the crew, who were all taking a step back away from her with fear covering their faces. Some of them even wetted themselves. Alistair would have broken out in a laughing fit if he was…No she shook her head banishing the thought.
She ran at the men, and sliced them down one by one, till they were either cut down or they jumped off the side of the boat.
Panting the adrenaline rush slowly drained from her system. She walked over to Alistair where she placed his head in her lap and stroked his hair. She felt tears threatening to fall, as she watched his eyes slowly open. "Alistair?" She asked in a shaky voice.
Alistair grabbed her hand that was stroking his hair. "S-Sage I, I have something I n-need to tell you…"
She shook her head, her tears falling onto his angelic face. "No, Alistair you have to save you strength, you-you can tell me later…"
He gave her a weak smile. "No, I'll be fine. Sage I-I never mean to say those words out load, t-they weren't directed to you, b-but to me…Sage I love you, e-even when we were apart." He whispered bringing her hand to his lips and kissing it. "The reason I drank so much was because I had always thought of you, what you were doing, if you moved on. I-I wanted to be rid of those thoughts because they brought to much heartache, that's why I drank so much…Sage I missed you so much..p-please t-tell me you s-still c-care…?"
She let her tears flow freely. "Oh Alistair, I've never stopped loving you, not even for a moment."
He smirked. "Good." Slowly his eyes drifted shut. "I'll just be…taking…a little…nap."
She smiled as she tucked a lose strand of her hair behind her ear. "Just don't die on me you idiot."
"Am..Not…"
Woot Woot chapter ten is done! Sorry it took forever! Alright can you guys please review ! It would mean the world to me if you did, it shows that people actually do like my story, cause im starting to think that you guys don't anymore…please oh please review. (Im not trying to sound desperate)…well maybe I am…