Part 2
"Master! Great One! Please, tell us more! Give us hope! We beg you!" Shout
the people in unison. Jolted awake from his reverie he smiles to his
people.
"People of Kadary! And my beloved followers, Today I have a treat for you!
I bring you one of the ones responsible for your predicament!" He shouts as
his acolytes bring out a blue haired man dressed in an ancient agent's
uniform. The uniform was navy blue with a green breastplate. A sword was on
his back as was matching boots. His hair was in a yellow headband. He
looked so very young.
The people hiss and boo at the stranger as he cries out for them to stop.
"People of Kadary!" His voice thunders out from the pulpit and they stop to
listen. "This here is a agent! Someone from the town of Aiedo! He is a
Hunter!" he shouts with a glare pointing to the prisoner.
"But the hunters are our friends." Says a hesitant voice from the crowd.
The man sees a small girl holding a hunter doll as she cries.
He walks over to the little girl and picks her up. "Hunters are not your
friends! Why do you cry?"
The little girl manages to sob out. "My daddy, and mommy were killed by
Sandworms and I asked that hunter here to help protect them. They had to go
out and get some water for us." the little girls stops continuing to sob. A
older boy looking every day his age of 13 puts his arm around her. Her
brother is seems.
"She's right, Master, The well was drying up, and we needed more water. Our
mother was sick and in the dessert there's a plant to help her fever. Dad
was too weak and he's just a farmer. He gave up his food so we could eat
and survive. We have no money, none of us do, and we're poor. We asked a
Hunter here to protect our father. We couldn't pay him and we offered him
food. He laughed and said he only worked for money. Our father went out and
never came
home to us. He's dead out there."
The young man manages to keep calm but a small tear falls down his face.
"Mommy died, soon after that Mr. Zio, without the medicine.. Hunters are
our friends! They protect us and that's what Daddy and Mommy said!"
Zio hugs the little girl and wipes her tears. "People of Kadary, are
hunters our friends?" The people shout angrily claiming their not and their
selfish. Zio looks at them with pity. "While you sit here and starve, die
and become sick, they live in wealth! In their Aiedo! Working for money!
They are selfish!" He shouts and screams slamming his fist into the wall.
"While you all suffer, they live and rejoice! They won't help the poor and
you're not worth it because they don't care for you! No one does!" The
people wail and begin to cry feeling worthless as they cry out. Zio softens
his voice. "But I care, my beloved people. I care for you my beloved Palman
Race!" He turns to the little girl. "I am sorry for what happened, But if
you need a place, Part of my church can be used." The little girl nods and
hugs the black man. The young boy besides him hugs him also smiling.
The smile was such a simple thing and unheeded another memory came. This
time he's walking alone along a decimated run down town. He sees homeless
people and sick people outside houses. Gaunt children play trying to get
their minds off what's going on. He comes to an inn and steps in. He
remembers he's looking for a certain hunter, a hunter who would help those
in need. One of the few left. A beautiful and strong hunter she was.
The hunters look well fed and cheerfully shout and talk at a table. A small
beggar child walks up to one and begs for some food. The Hunter laughs and
kicks him away calling him dirty and he should die. The man is enraged and
shouts out to the men. Why don't they help? Why do they let these people
suffer? You're hypocrites! Selfish! Are all shouted out as he screams to
them. The hunters begin to gang up and attack the man.
The man is overtaken and hurt severely trying to fight back. He is kicked
out of the tavern and lands in a heap. A little small child walks up to him
and asks him if he's okay and not hurt. The child then calls for his father
who comes and helps the stranger up. He carries him back to an old run down
house.
Suddenly Roki hears a shout of fright and she blinks. Looking to Zoe she
smiles. "Mommy will be right back! And then we will continue the story!"
Little Zoe makes a annoyed noise and agrees laying back down.
Roki runs out of the room and crashes into a pale faced Rika. Rika points
to a fallen figure in the doorway. The figure looks haggard and very badly
hurt. The armor on him looks to be melted and his head is bandaged. An arm
hangs useless at his left side. Apparently the only thing holding it on is
the muscle. His other arm looks sliced and lacerated severely. The Armor is
sticking to his skin in a melted metallic coat. Dried up blood adorns his
head as it does on the rest of his outfit. He stirs for a second and then
falls back unconscious. As he falls his hand opens up revealing a small
coin. It is a token of the church in Neo Kadary.
Rika blinks and pales holding the coin. "He's an acolyte." She says
obviously lying to Roki. Roki nods and looks wide-eyed concerned. "From the
surface! We must help him!"
Roki looks at the fallen figure and then back to Rika. She looks at Rika
again double taking and then back to the figure. "Rika! We need to get him
to the doctors or something!" Rika nods and looks at Roki.
"Go back to your daughter, I'll take him. She needs you now. He looks so
familiar." Roki nods and strokes the man's hair gently.
"He will recover I hope. Right Rika?"
Rika nods and smiles. "Now go back and finish the story! She needs to go to
sleep, so Santa Claus can come." Roki hugs Rika and runs back into Zoe's
room.
Rika picks up the figure and strokes his hair. "You've been through so much
our guardian, though you're disguised, I still know you. And if I can do
it, You will be well before tomorrow now lets go.." Rika walks out with the
man carrying him down the street.
Roki sits back down and strokes her daughter's hair. "Mommy, Will I ever
get to see my Daddy? In person?" Says little Zoe as she looks at Roki.
Roki sighs and pokes her nose. "I wish I knew little Zoe! He sacrificed so
much to let us live here in peace and in a better world. A world created
for you. Shall I continue the story?" Little Zoe nods and cuddles to Roki
smiling waiting.
"Master! Great One! Please, tell us more! Give us hope! We beg you!" Shout
the people in unison. Jolted awake from his reverie he smiles to his
people.
"People of Kadary! And my beloved followers, Today I have a treat for you!
I bring you one of the ones responsible for your predicament!" He shouts as
his acolytes bring out a blue haired man dressed in an ancient agent's
uniform. The uniform was navy blue with a green breastplate. A sword was on
his back as was matching boots. His hair was in a yellow headband. He
looked so very young.
The people hiss and boo at the stranger as he cries out for them to stop.
"People of Kadary!" His voice thunders out from the pulpit and they stop to
listen. "This here is a agent! Someone from the town of Aiedo! He is a
Hunter!" he shouts with a glare pointing to the prisoner.
"But the hunters are our friends." Says a hesitant voice from the crowd.
The man sees a small girl holding a hunter doll as she cries.
He walks over to the little girl and picks her up. "Hunters are not your
friends! Why do you cry?"
The little girl manages to sob out. "My daddy, and mommy were killed by
Sandworms and I asked that hunter here to help protect them. They had to go
out and get some water for us." the little girls stops continuing to sob. A
older boy looking every day his age of 13 puts his arm around her. Her
brother is seems.
"She's right, Master, The well was drying up, and we needed more water. Our
mother was sick and in the dessert there's a plant to help her fever. Dad
was too weak and he's just a farmer. He gave up his food so we could eat
and survive. We have no money, none of us do, and we're poor. We asked a
Hunter here to protect our father. We couldn't pay him and we offered him
food. He laughed and said he only worked for money. Our father went out and
never came
home to us. He's dead out there."
The young man manages to keep calm but a small tear falls down his face.
"Mommy died, soon after that Mr. Zio, without the medicine.. Hunters are
our friends! They protect us and that's what Daddy and Mommy said!"
Zio hugs the little girl and wipes her tears. "People of Kadary, are
hunters our friends?" The people shout angrily claiming their not and their
selfish. Zio looks at them with pity. "While you sit here and starve, die
and become sick, they live in wealth! In their Aiedo! Working for money!
They are selfish!" He shouts and screams slamming his fist into the wall.
"While you all suffer, they live and rejoice! They won't help the poor and
you're not worth it because they don't care for you! No one does!" The
people wail and begin to cry feeling worthless as they cry out. Zio softens
his voice. "But I care, my beloved people. I care for you my beloved Palman
Race!" He turns to the little girl. "I am sorry for what happened, But if
you need a place, Part of my church can be used." The little girl nods and
hugs the black man. The young boy besides him hugs him also smiling.
The smile was such a simple thing and unheeded another memory came. This
time he's walking alone along a decimated run down town. He sees homeless
people and sick people outside houses. Gaunt children play trying to get
their minds off what's going on. He comes to an inn and steps in. He
remembers he's looking for a certain hunter, a hunter who would help those
in need. One of the few left. A beautiful and strong hunter she was.
The hunters look well fed and cheerfully shout and talk at a table. A small
beggar child walks up to one and begs for some food. The Hunter laughs and
kicks him away calling him dirty and he should die. The man is enraged and
shouts out to the men. Why don't they help? Why do they let these people
suffer? You're hypocrites! Selfish! Are all shouted out as he screams to
them. The hunters begin to gang up and attack the man.
The man is overtaken and hurt severely trying to fight back. He is kicked
out of the tavern and lands in a heap. A little small child walks up to him
and asks him if he's okay and not hurt. The child then calls for his father
who comes and helps the stranger up. He carries him back to an old run down
house.
Suddenly Roki hears a shout of fright and she blinks. Looking to Zoe she
smiles. "Mommy will be right back! And then we will continue the story!"
Little Zoe makes a annoyed noise and agrees laying back down.
Roki runs out of the room and crashes into a pale faced Rika. Rika points
to a fallen figure in the doorway. The figure looks haggard and very badly
hurt. The armor on him looks to be melted and his head is bandaged. An arm
hangs useless at his left side. Apparently the only thing holding it on is
the muscle. His other arm looks sliced and lacerated severely. The Armor is
sticking to his skin in a melted metallic coat. Dried up blood adorns his
head as it does on the rest of his outfit. He stirs for a second and then
falls back unconscious. As he falls his hand opens up revealing a small
coin. It is a token of the church in Neo Kadary.
Rika blinks and pales holding the coin. "He's an acolyte." She says
obviously lying to Roki. Roki nods and looks wide-eyed concerned. "From the
surface! We must help him!"
Roki looks at the fallen figure and then back to Rika. She looks at Rika
again double taking and then back to the figure. "Rika! We need to get him
to the doctors or something!" Rika nods and looks at Roki.
"Go back to your daughter, I'll take him. She needs you now. He looks so
familiar." Roki nods and strokes the man's hair gently.
"He will recover I hope. Right Rika?"
Rika nods and smiles. "Now go back and finish the story! She needs to go to
sleep, so Santa Claus can come." Roki hugs Rika and runs back into Zoe's
room.
Rika picks up the figure and strokes his hair. "You've been through so much
our guardian, though you're disguised, I still know you. And if I can do
it, You will be well before tomorrow now lets go.." Rika walks out with the
man carrying him down the street.
Roki sits back down and strokes her daughter's hair. "Mommy, Will I ever
get to see my Daddy? In person?" Says little Zoe as she looks at Roki.
Roki sighs and pokes her nose. "I wish I knew little Zoe! He sacrificed so
much to let us live here in peace and in a better world. A world created
for you. Shall I continue the story?" Little Zoe nods and cuddles to Roki
smiling waiting.