Song disclaimer Colors of the Wind from Disney's Pocahontas
Chapter 10: Hidden Talents
1st POV
Next Morning
I woke up from another, normal light sleep. Moon was still across my lap, and Red was right next to me. Black and Wind were a further bit away.
I saw that the sun was only now starting to rise. I growled from waking so early. I didn't have to be awake, but I knew I couldn't go back to sleep now.
The reason I woke came upon me again. I heard… something. It was odd. It was a group of sounds that went in a smooth, fluid motion.
Moon stirred as well, looking up when she sensed my movements. She got up and gave a small lick to the side of my face, saying good morning. I scratched her ears in response and stood up.
I left the animal house, Moon trailing behind as far as she could, and stepped out of the room. I stopped to listen for the sweet sound. It seemed as though I had been longing for it all my life. All my fear, all my joy, it was all wrapped in this sweet sound.
I followed the sound down the hall, and down a flight of stairs to a basement. Fear gripped my heart, but I reminded myself I wasn't in any danger here, as much as I rejected that idea by day. This place was for weak humans, and the only ones who could hurt me say they want to help. I didn't know if I trusted that or not, but somehow I knew I wasn't in danger.
How could such a sound exist? What is it? It seems familiar…
I stopped and heard it growing louder. I walked to a door that was cracked open, the sound emanating from inside.
I pushed the old wooden door open and looked inside. Light was steaming in from a window as the rest of the room was clouded in darkness. Dust floated in the air and so did this sound.
On the table sat a small figurine. It was a human female in a pink dress, and the skirt piece was fluffed out. Her one hand was up straight, and the other hand was parallel with the back leg, which was out back straight. It was spinning clockwise very slowly, and the music came from the base of which it stood.
I was entranced as I watched the figure spin. The sound, the movements, it was so… so magical. I had never seen anything like it. I had never felt anything like it. It was joy and love and adrenaline all rolled in one.
I started to follow the music. My body and mind blended with the music to the point that I seemed to be gone and only these movements were left behind. My heart soared with each step and my guard was lowered for the first time in years. It felt so good and nice to let the guard down.
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3rd POV
Vegeta rose from his sleep as the sun swept over his face. Because of Rina's condition and her unpredictable behavior, he sensed her out. He found her almost directly beneath him. He got up and followed her Ki to the basement. That's when he heard the music.
To his surprise, Rina was in the room with the music. He stood to the side of the doorway and just watched.
She's… dancing. And she's dancing very well.
Vegeta knew better than to think Rina had done all of this on her own. He thought back and remembered that it was spring, so Bulma's mother was most likely cleaning and had switched on the little dancer by accident.
She looks so… innocent. And happy. Even her Ki… The Red Wolves were known for their love and aptitude of music… yet this is the first I have seen or heard from her…
The figurine stopped dancing, and so did Rina. She blinked a few times and looked around. She had seen him, Vegeta couldn't deny that.
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1st POV
The figurine stopped, and I snapped back to reality. I sensed a Saiyan nearby, and I turned to see Vegeta in the door way. I looked to the floor, then back to him. I was very confused.
Even though I have never heard anything like that before… my body knew what to do. Could that have been… music?
"Rina? Is everything alright?"
"I… I do not know… was that sound music?" I asked, looking at Vegeta.
"Yes…"
"You seem surprised by my question."
"The Rit Wuulf Clan was supposed to be one of the largest music clans on Planet Vegeta."
"I have never heard music before…" I looked back to the figurine. How something so small could free my soul was astounding, and scary all at once.
"Never?"
"No… I cannot recall ever hearing it before…"
I didn't even know something about my own clan… because of Frieza… and he… he… I can't even bear to think of it…
I slid to my knees, just sitting on the floor. I looked up to Vegeta again, who only stood to watch over me.
"Tell me… can you… make your voice go with music?" I asked.
"Yes, it is called singing."
"Singing… singing, I know of… but I have never heard it with music."
"Your clan was widely known for their musical abilities, yet this dance was the first thing you had ever done musically?"
"No… I use to sing. When I was a child."
"Why did you stop?" Vegeta asked, coming over and sitting cross legged in front of me. I moved my feet around so I was hugging my legs. I sat there, debating on if I should tell him or not. His eyes seemed sincere.
"Frieza." I growled.
"Tell me."
"I use to sing as a child, and Frieza found out. He made me sing for him until my throat was raw, but I loved it so much it did not bother me. He pushed my voice so hard I lost the ability to speak for a week. But singing was my talent, the only thing I could do well besides fighting. Frieza could beat me when it came to fighting, but not at singing."
I stopped, and Vegeta was hanging on every word. He didn't say anything though; he wanted me to tell him on my own. That was very smart, because if he did push I would push back. I went on with my story.
"When someone loves something, Frieza took it from them. Frieza set up a special audience with me. They were called… Acoustians. Their hearing was extremely well developed. They could hear sounds from their moon, which is about as far as this moon is from this world. Frieza forced me to sing, made me go all out, and it caused the deaths of the Acoustian slaves. At the time I did not know who was listening to me… it was a two-way mirror. Frieza was in the room with me as I sang. Then he showed me the damage… there was so much blood… blood from sound…"
Tears fell, but I blinked them away.
"So you stopped singing because of the damage it did?" I nodded, "Rina, you need to sing again. You let Frieza win. It wasn't your fault, you didn't know."
"When I was dancing… I felt so alive. I had a rush far greater than any battle. It was the same with singing. But it has been so long since I last sang…"
"Come with me." Vegeta stood and held out his hand. I didn't take it, but he led me out of the room. I stopped and looked back at the dancer. I went back and brought it with me. Technically I wasn't stealing it, I was only moving it to my room later. Vegeta nodded though, as if giving me permission.
I followed him to another dark room and he flipped on the light. In the room was Saiyan décor. Painted walls, a large black bed, and an old trunk.
"This is my room. I keep all of the things I call my own in here." Vegeta said. I nodded and looked around some more, "The humans call this a radio." Vegeta brought out a primitive looking box with knobs and dials on it. He turned it on, and music came on again.
"You think I'm an ignorant savage, And you've been so many places, I guess it must be so, But still I cannot see, If the savage one is me, Now can there be so much that you don't know? You don't know…"
"Must be the Disney station..." he mumbled to himself. Then he turned to me, "Sing, Rina."
"No… I cannot…" the words I was hearing was filled with so much independence and freedom that I was using all my power not to join in.
"Sing!"
"No!"
"You think you own whatever land you land on. The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim... But I know every rock and tree and creature has a life, has a spirit, has a name… You think the only people who are people Are the people who look and think like you But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger You'll learn things you never knew you never knew…"
"Frieza is dead! Don't let him rule over you anymore!"
"Vegeta-"
"D'rar, girl! Sing!"
I stared at the primitive device as though it were a snake that would bite me if I took my eyes off of it.
How can this be so hard? Why do I fear to sing? Vegeta is right… Frieza is dead. He can't hurt me or anyone else anymore…
I breathed in deeply and began to sing along with the words coming over the radio.
"Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon? Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned? Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains? Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?"
The energy from the music filled into me and seemed to make me stronger. It was so odd, but I really couldn't stop myself.
"Here comes the next verse, keep it up Rina!" Vegeta ordered.
"Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest. Come taste the sunsweet berries of the Earth. Come roll in all the riches all around you, and for once, never wonder what they're worth… The rainstorm and the river are my brothers, the heron and the otter are my friends, and we are all connected to each other in a circle, in a hoop that never ends…"
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3rd POV
Vegeta stood in amazement. He thought she would be good, not phenomenal. Vegeta hadn't heard a voice like that since he was a child.
"How high will the sycamore grow? If you cut it down, then you'll never know… And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon… For whether we are white or copper skinned. We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains We need to paint with all the colors of the wind…"
Rina's eyes seemed to glaze over as she hit the climax, and her Ki once more felt more innocent, as it had when she had been dancing,
So this is what a Rit Wuulf can do when they use their full potential…
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1st POV
"You can own the Earth and still all you'll own is Earth until… You can paint with all the colors of the wind."
The music slowly died, and with it so did my newfound energy. I thought on the words and the music, panting from the effort I had put in to the song.
"Rina?"
Again, my knees were shaking as I slipped to the floor. Vegeta towered over me now. I felt tears slide down my cheeks. I looked down to the dancer figurine in my hand.
"Was… was that really me?" I asked, looking up and him. He nodded.
I looked to the floor and just let my tears fall.
My voice… it has surpassed even my power level in its ability…
I closed my eyes as I tried to fight back the tears. Tears were a sign of weakness. Anytime I had ever cried I had paid for it.
I felt rough skin against my face, and instinctually flinched. I opened my eyes and saw Vegeta wiping the tears away.
"It's okay, Rina. Let it all out."
"No… no, I cannot."
I got up and ran back to the animal house. I couldn't do this. Dancing and singing were bad, and letting others see and hear me was just as bad. Crying was bad. I didn't stop running until I was in the animal house.
"That's it, little monkey… scream in rage, just like the animal you are…"
I did scream, and again Frieza had won. He was keeping me from my true self and making me act like an animal. I screamed so loud that the animals chimed in. A few birds flew off as I slipped to the ground again. Moon came over and nudged me. She got under me and carried me to our usual place under the large tree with the pink flowers. Sleep claimed me even before Moon could lie across my lap.
AS22: So now we know more of Rina's talents. Review please!
NEXT TIME: Rina loses someone close to her in a vicious storm...