So this one is pretty short, but I'm posting it for you anyway. Because I love you and you're my bros.
Also, BONUS POINTS! They go to elise-hale913 and darkheartrocker86. Woo! The poem was "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" by Robert Frost. I had to memorize that thing for one of my English classes once. Not as bad as it coulda been.
And just to throw it out there, I'm a dame, not a dude, but if you call me dude, I ain't even mad. I call dames dude all the time. And bros. So yeah.
Long after the Feral and the amnesiac girl left, three figures emerge from the trees. The female of the group, an older woman with violet eyes and white hair, gives a soft smile.
"She's happy."
The man to her right, dark skinned and hair buzzed short, nods. "She is."
The youngest of the group, a man of at least twenty years of age crosses his arms. "Happiness will mean little to her when Vie finds her," he mutters. The woman glares at him.
"Vie isn't going to find her."
"Just like she didn't find the others?" he snaps back. "You know that out of all of us, it's her she wants the most." He shakes his head, his braided hair thumping against his back. "Damn kid is fucked without her memories."
"We all agreed that it was in her best interest to block them," the dark skinned man argues.
"Things have changed, and you know that," the other man counters.
"Diez, please," the woman starts.
"Vie has taken all the others, Prim," Diez snaps. "And not just ours. The Tarots are all gone, and so is the Clan. She's stronger now, and she's looking for the kid, and when she finds her, all hell is gonna break loose. She's a sitting duck with these people!"
"They'll protect her," Prim states. "The Feral and the Weather Witch. I've seen them. They protect their students."
"You're going to put her life in their hands?!"
"What do you suggest then? Take her away now?" Prim demands. Diez throws his hands in the air.
"Yes!" he exclaims. "Give her back what she needs to know! Start training her again! As it is, she wouldn't stand a chance against Vie!"
The two glare at each other, neither wishing to back down. "She stays, Diez. Where she's happy and safe."
Diez throws his head back. "She isn't safe there!" he explodes before turning to the third member of the party. "Deux, talk some sense into your woman, please!"
Deux stays silent, his silver eyes thoughtful. "Where is Vie now?"
"California, last I heard," Prim answers. "She's still searching for stragglers before coming after the child."
"Then we leave the girl alone for now." Diez looks as if he wants to argue, but is cut off by Deux. "We stay close, and we stay alert, but we stay away. Understood?"
Diez crosses his arms and looks away. "Understood."
"There's talk."
The girl looks up from her book, narrowing her eyes at the boy sitting on the floor. "Talk?" she demands. "What kind of talk?"
"An uprising." He drops his voice, his eyes darting round as if searching for the Devil himself. "A revolution."
The girl sets down her book and stares at the boy. "Stop. I don't want to hear about this."
"You'll stay ignorant to this?"
"I'll stay innocent," she snaps back. "I'll stay safe. I'm not going to seal my fate dreaming about a life I'll never know."
The boy shakes his head, disappointed. "That's the problem, isn't it? You never knew freedom."
"And you did?"
"I had a life before this," he growls, and the girl narrows her eyes at him. "I wasn't born into this like you were. I had a family."
"And I have one!"
"You call them family?" he demands, disbelief heavy in his tone.
"They are all I know, all I want to know, all I will know," she states coldly. "And unless it's Vie you're talking about, I don't want to hear anymore about them."
The boy glares at her, a fire in his eyes she isn't used to seeing.
"Vie, huh?" The boy scoffs. "Then you won't care that I tell you she's behind all this?"
"Out of my room before I castrate you," the girl growls. The boy doesn't say anything as he does as she says, and once she's alone, the girl drops her face into her hands. "Idiot," she mutters. "Stupid, stupid idiot."
Yes, it was short and ominous and ooooooo. As always, mistakes are mine and mine alone. Drop a review and tell me what you think!