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Song: Sound the Bugle by Bryan Adams
Character(s)/POV(s): Dom
Pairing: K/D
Reason: I don't really know, it just kind of fit, and I was in a bit of a sad mood.
A/N: Hey, y'all, I've been reading one of the best fanfics ever, written by DropletsofSalt. It's called Finding Freedom, set loosely a couple of generations after Trickster's Choice and Trickster's Queen. It's a really enjoyable fic, and it's very well written. Read it, and enjoy it! And, also, at least three reviews, or no update, k?
Grace of Masbolle - Great suggestion! I'll see what I can do.
lady knight keladry - I know what you mean, I'm a Kel/Dom supporter, too, but the song was requested with a pairing, by one of my BFFs, so I thought I'd oblige her. This one is more of a K/D, so I hope you like it. Hehe, yeah, three songfics is alot, even for me...I finished another one the other day, so that's four..it's kind of sad, 'cause I'm supposed to be working on part two of Weirynsra...
Thanks to everyone who's reviewed!!
Dom was really starting to get tired of fighting Scanrans. It seemed like it was just a chore these days. They attacked almost daily, at varying times during the day. Now, his squad was fighting off what they could, with Kel's help. Merric had been hit by an arrow earlier in the week, and he wasn't being allowed out of the infirmary by Sir Neal the Meathead.
Dom swore as a Scanran's sliced his arm. Ducking to avoid getting his head cut off or his throat slit, he dispatched the soldier. After he did, for a moment, his view of Kel was unimpeded; he could see her fighting her own opponent. Suddenly, the man's blade surged through her guard. She gasped as the sword ran her through. Her shocked hazel eyes met his for a moment, before she dropped.
Sound the bugle now – play it just for me
As the seasons change – remember how I used to be
Now I can't go on – I can't even start
I've got nothing left – just an empty heart
"No! Kel!" Suddenly nearly everyone's attention was on him, including the few remaining Scanrans. Without even a thought, he dropped his sword, and rushed to her side. He was lucky that Wolset was nearby, otherwise he'd have joined the Scanran he'd just cut down. Even with Wolset's help, he felt something hard against his skull just before the dark enveloped him.
I'm a soldier – wounded so I much give up the fight
There's nothing more for me – lead me away
Or leave me lying here
Dom woke in New Hope's infirmary three days later. He opened his eyes to see Neal standing next to his bed, scribbling something on a scrap of paper. Neal looked up, somehow startled to see his cousin awake. "Neal. Where's Kel?" Neal looked away, an odd look on his face, then he looked back. "She's gone, Dom. Dead." Dom stared at him, he couldn't believe it. Kel was gone.
Sound the bugle now – tell them I don't care
There's not a road I know – that leads to anywhere
Without a light I fear that I will – stumble in the dark
Lay right down – decide not to go on
It had been a week since Kel had died defending New Hope. They'd finally recovered enough to give their beloved lady knight a funeral. Lady Alanna, Lord Raoul, and Lord Wyldon had all come from their posts. Raoul was almost in tears for his former squire; Lady Alanna was even more prone to her Lioness eruptions, and Lord Wyldon wouldn't talk to anyone. They'd all known her well, Raoul as her knight master, Alanna as a fellow lady knight, and Lord Wyldon as her training master.
They each grieved for Kel in their own way, but to Dom, it didn't seem enough. Every second that went by, he longed to see her alive again; to hear her laugh, to see the sparkle in her hazel eyes. He'd seemed to have lost himself in losing her. He'd never noticed how much their friendship alone had meant to him. His grief was so strong that it seemed to consume him. He didn't now why; or how he'd seemed to have forgotten himself.
As Dom stood there, a presence seemed to wash over him, and a voice seemed to whisper in his ear. "Don't forget who you are, Dom, not for my sake. You can live without me, I know you're strong enough. Take care of yourself, and watch over New Hope for me." He felt the slightest breeze; it was almost like she was there, just for a moment. He was really going to miss her.
Then from on high – somewhere in the distance
There's a voice that calls – remember who you are
If you lose yourself – your courage soon will follow
So be strong tonight –remember who you are
They were in battle once more at New Hope. It made Dom think of Kel – every battle they'd fought together, and her last battle – it always did. Even so, she was often on his mind in the months since she'd died. He still hadn't gotten over his grief, but it was better. He still missed her. Somehow he doubted that he ever would, but he had to go on. Kel would have wanted him to keep fighting for the people she'd worked so hard to protect, and had even died for. She would have wanted them to stay free.
Ya you're a soldier now – fighting in a battle
To be free once more…
Ya that's worth fighting for
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