MY TWO FATHERS
HIYA CHUCKYEGGS! THIS IS MY 'MAN IN THE IRON MASK FIC' BASICALLY JUST CHARECTER PONDERING, PLEASE READ AND IF YOU READ THEN YOU HAVE TO REVEIW! FROM PHILLIPES P.O.V.
I sometimes feel lost. Lost in this world of hate and greed that i now belong to. I look around at the people who flatter me and bring gifts and I know that they are thinking of the cruel things he did.
I often feel like running. Just running and never stopping untill I wore my muscles down to the bone and I could be free of the stares that follow my every move. In this new place people treat the servents like pieces of furniture, I find that truely terrifying.
But most of the time I feel like I don't know where I belong. Not hard when I have two fathers. No, wait, three.
There's the one everyone talks about. I grieved for a man I never knew. He's my blood, and the reason I'm alive today. Honorable, gifted, loyal. Those are the words people use to describe him. I never got the chance to find out for my self, but the little time I knew him, I knew his soul. All that is a reminder to the outside people of him is the small slab of stone with 'Dartagnan' written on it. I wish I could tell people how proad I am of him for saving my life and countless others probubly, but then they would know that I am not the son of I king.
Then there's Athos, the one who I proclaimed my adoptive father. I have never regretted it, but I think he feels akward about taking me from his best friend, or betraying his son, I'm not sure which. I know that he still hurts terribly for my dead 'brother' Roaul. Aramis has told me quite a few things, the un-descrite Porthos even more. His mother, Tiffany, died giving birth to her son, and Roaul was all that kept Athos going. He was the most caring and according to Porthos 'Defensive' father in the world.
It would have been Roauls birthday last week. I found Athos sitting staring at his hands, and he started telling me about how he'd allways tried to make this a happy day for his son, even though the pain of the boys mother leaving them still hurt. Then I think he realised that I was in the room and he shoke his head and started talking about the ball tonight.
But I can tell him anything and he listens and doesn't judge. I remember his kindness to me during the 'training'. He is possably the father I feel most strongly about...
Then there's number three who doesn't really count. That's the father who locked me away in a cell with noone left to love me, and a metal mask for my face. What sort of monster would think that doing that was doing the right thing?? I doubt that I will ever understand. I don't ever want to talk about that father.
I've arrieved at the ball. No more time to write my diary, just get out the carrage and look around at the beauty noone could apprieciate as much as I do, having been denied at for years. At least now I have beauty to fill the hours when I feel like running or crying. I step into the huge hall and smile.
K, NOW IF YOU READ THIS THEN YOU HAVE TO REVEIW! IF YOU DON'T THEN A TERRIBLE CURSE WILL BE PUT ON YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)
HIYA CHUCKYEGGS! THIS IS MY 'MAN IN THE IRON MASK FIC' BASICALLY JUST CHARECTER PONDERING, PLEASE READ AND IF YOU READ THEN YOU HAVE TO REVEIW! FROM PHILLIPES P.O.V.
I sometimes feel lost. Lost in this world of hate and greed that i now belong to. I look around at the people who flatter me and bring gifts and I know that they are thinking of the cruel things he did.
I often feel like running. Just running and never stopping untill I wore my muscles down to the bone and I could be free of the stares that follow my every move. In this new place people treat the servents like pieces of furniture, I find that truely terrifying.
But most of the time I feel like I don't know where I belong. Not hard when I have two fathers. No, wait, three.
There's the one everyone talks about. I grieved for a man I never knew. He's my blood, and the reason I'm alive today. Honorable, gifted, loyal. Those are the words people use to describe him. I never got the chance to find out for my self, but the little time I knew him, I knew his soul. All that is a reminder to the outside people of him is the small slab of stone with 'Dartagnan' written on it. I wish I could tell people how proad I am of him for saving my life and countless others probubly, but then they would know that I am not the son of I king.
Then there's Athos, the one who I proclaimed my adoptive father. I have never regretted it, but I think he feels akward about taking me from his best friend, or betraying his son, I'm not sure which. I know that he still hurts terribly for my dead 'brother' Roaul. Aramis has told me quite a few things, the un-descrite Porthos even more. His mother, Tiffany, died giving birth to her son, and Roaul was all that kept Athos going. He was the most caring and according to Porthos 'Defensive' father in the world.
It would have been Roauls birthday last week. I found Athos sitting staring at his hands, and he started telling me about how he'd allways tried to make this a happy day for his son, even though the pain of the boys mother leaving them still hurt. Then I think he realised that I was in the room and he shoke his head and started talking about the ball tonight.
But I can tell him anything and he listens and doesn't judge. I remember his kindness to me during the 'training'. He is possably the father I feel most strongly about...
Then there's number three who doesn't really count. That's the father who locked me away in a cell with noone left to love me, and a metal mask for my face. What sort of monster would think that doing that was doing the right thing?? I doubt that I will ever understand. I don't ever want to talk about that father.
I've arrieved at the ball. No more time to write my diary, just get out the carrage and look around at the beauty noone could apprieciate as much as I do, having been denied at for years. At least now I have beauty to fill the hours when I feel like running or crying. I step into the huge hall and smile.
K, NOW IF YOU READ THIS THEN YOU HAVE TO REVEIW! IF YOU DON'T THEN A TERRIBLE CURSE WILL BE PUT ON YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)