Part Twelve:
The Cave
After that discussion she had yesterday with the other members of the rebellion who weren't arrested, the Disciple made her way to a cave, seeing a lot of rats and other animals in there. She sits down, her mind starts to think about the Psiioniic.
"Mituna, I am sorry." She softly says to herself, "I'm so sorry."
She beings to think how hard it must be for him to have his powers used for something so evil as the Condense's warship. What must it feel like to have some sort of ability that you use to survive, then have it be changed to a curse? How did he stay so strong? Even knowing that he was going to become the new helmsman to that godforsaken ship.
"I have to stop thinking about this." She says again, "But I can't stop thinking of them. We all were so close to each other before we were all arrested and were set for other things. The Grand Highblood originally wanted me! Why did he decide against having me as a servant? Would that have changed Porrim's fate? No, I guess it wouldn't."
Her thoughts turned to what could the Dolorosa be feeling like right now.
"I saw her chained up in that cage!" Disciple pauses, "I saw her being taken away. How is she doing right now? Is she even alive? No, you can't think like that, Meulin! Stop it!"
The Disciple thinks back to that time, when she first met the Dolorosa and the Signless as a child. She remembers him being really shy at first, then as they grew up together, he started to like her, eventually turned into a matespritship. The Disciples began to cry, as her mind makes her think about him. How she hated to see him in pain like that! How she wished that she could have saved him! How she wished none of that happened!
"But, now its too late." She whispers to herself.
She lifts her hands to her eyes, as she cries into them. She missed having the company that she shared with them; Psiioniic, the Dolorosa, and the Signless. She couldn't help but to smile.
"At least I got to know them," she pauses, "they came into my life for a reason. I experienced the joys of friendship. I experienced the joys of love. And now, I have experienced the pain of losing that troll I cared deeply about. I have experienced the pain of seeing my friend taken away to be a helmsman. I have experienced the pain of watching the mother of the person I loved being sold as a slave to a ruthless pirate! All of this pain will be with me for the rest of my life. My beloved Kankri isn't coming back, Mituna will never see the outside world again, Porrim will follow orders from the Marquise. And I . . . I will live in this cave, I will paint on the stone with the blood of these animals, I will write the story of how it all began, starting when the Dolorosa found that small mutant grub in that cave. I will write this story until my very last breath. This is my promise to you, my beloved Signless. This is my promise to you, Psiioniic. My promise to you, Dolorosa. And it will be a promise to my own self. I am the Disciple, I stay true to what the lowbloods believe in, I made a promise to them. I will complete my calling!"
