In our Tears
A/N: Kivi is who Kat once was: The Bearor of the Armor of Confusion soon to exist. She is fighting on the same side as Kanden. (Kaosu) Kaalid, or Kale, the Warlord of Corruption, is with Kenido and is unsure as to whether he is fighting on the right side. Daanon, or Dais, Kanden's son in my twisted little reality, is handfasted to Kellne (Kayura).
Kanden led the despaired Norvik through the crowd, refusing to answer any questions. As they passed Daanon and Kellne, Kanden nodded to them and they followed to help with the weeping man. Daanon was as tall as his father, inherited white hair pulled back and following softly behind. Kellne, Daanon's betrothed, pushed her blue hair from her shoulders and followed her future father-in-law also. Kellne glanced over towards her friend Kivi and nodded once, letting her know that she would tell her about it later.
Kivi sighed softly, knowing what had happened. Norvik had failed, again. She wasn't quite sure why she didn't like the young man, but the fact remained that she didn't. She pitied him a little, the sacrifice must've been someone close to him, and if that was so...Kaalid must still be safe. She was ashamed of the joy she felt that someone other then her beloved had been sacrificed. Working her way through the crowd, the curly haired girl listened carefully to the talk going on in the room.
"There was nothing you could do, Norvik," Daanon reminded him. "She had to be willing, you know this!" A noise, likened to a shuffling of feet and a loud bang testifying of someone kicking something reached Kivi's ears.
Kellne's soft voice was barely heard as she soothed the young man. "She'll be with you again in the next life, Norvik..."
"Then kill me! I want to go on!" he cried out. "Do it now! I beg of you!!"
"Get control of yourself, Norvik! You have more to do in this life, first!" Daanon sounded just as his father did: self sacrificing. Kivi rolled her eyes.
"That's easy for you to say, Daanon, you have your beloved here!" he answered bitterly. "What do I have now? My failures mocking me! What have I left?"
"You have your family; you have us!" Kellne tried again to soothe him. Kivi could tell her friend was getting frustrated with the selfpitying nonsense Norvik was babbling. The argument went on for several more hours until Kivi just wanted to scream, "Oh give it up! Kill him and put him out of our misery.. we can find someone who actually succeeds!"
Finally, Kivi just left. Racing down the hallway, she pushed through a doorway and into a field of snow. "Kaalid?" she asked softly, not really expecting an answer.
"I am here," the voice replied from the darkness. A young man with unkempt blue hair stepped towards her to embrace her still form. Looking deeply into her violet eyes, he bent down and kissed her.
She pulled away from the kiss and looked around. "Kaalid! What are you doing here?" she whispered. "You know it's unsafe for you here!"
"It's unsafe for us anywhere, Kivi! I'm tired of hiding how I feel, I want to marry you," he said bitterly. "I want us to spend our lives together...and not hide our feelings in shame!"
She sighed sadly and reached up to caress his cheek. "But we are on different sides, so we must not. You know how it is, we never should have continued this affair..."
"I love you, and I wish you weren't too scared to say you love me in return," he accused, frustratedly. He went abruptly silent as the sound of a door opening and shutting interrupted them.
"Who's there?" a voice called out cautiously. Norvik appeared soon, holding a knife, the sleeves of his tunic rolled up.
"You must go!" she whispered fiercely to her lover. "It's just I, Kivi!" she replied back with forced cheerfulness. Kaalid shook his head and stubbornly held onto her hands. A struggle encrued as she tried to get him to let go and leave.
When Norvik was close enough, he recognized Kaalid's colors¹, and saw Kivi struggling. "You swine! Get your hands off of her!!" He readied him self to attack and ran towards Kaalid. The blue haired youth barely had time to push Kivi out of the way before Norvik cut him. Kivi stumbled to the ground, crying out, further angrying both males. Unarmed, Kaalid stood little chance against one of Kanden's best, but he fought with his heart. The fight became somewhat of a dodge and thrust, like a cat playing with a mouse, the outcame seemed inevitable. Tired and sweating, they both were weary. Kaalid tried a desperate move and ran towards Norvik to tackle him down, but the auborn haired warrior, surprised, held up his knife to defend himself and the large knife pierced through him. A gurgling sound escaped his mouth as blood started trickling down. Norvik kicked him off his knife and stared fascinated at the blood on his knife.
Kivi, sobbing, ran towards Kaalid's crumpled, bleeding form. His eyes opened and he smiled at her, though it was more of a wince of agony by the time he was done. "Kivi...I'm...dying..."
She shook her head sobbing. "No, Kaalid! You can't.. Don't leave me.. I do love you! Do you hear me?" she shook his still form and looked into his lifeless eyes. "Damn you!" she cursed, turning around and glaring at Norvik. "How could you?"
"I- I thought he was attacking you..." he said, still in shock. He had killed someone; he was no better than Kenido's people...then Kenido. Kivi ran at him and pushed him, hitting him and sobbing. Norvik just stood there, unsure of what to do. Soon she was just sobbing in his arms, unaware of the fact. "Oh...Kaalid..."
Kellne walked over to them and stared down at the dead body on the ground. "What has happened here?" She looked at the two.
Kivi, pushed herself away from Norvik. "He has killed him... Kaalid..." she closed her eyes, sobbing. "Kaalid is dead."
¹ In older cultures, leaders had certain colors that their people would wear to show they supported them. The higher classes especially tended to wear the colors of their chosen leader.