Wind Blows And Water Flows
By Windy McDohl
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Konami CE. The law prohibits stealing. Thank you for reading this warning.
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Chapter 2: The Lightning And The Darkness
"I don't really understand you…"
It was raining hard. The youth stopped dead in his tracks and turned to face the voice. A man, clad in a blue cape, stepped out of the shadows cast upon his frame by the flashing lightning. He eyed the youth with curios respect through his slate blue gems. The youth only smiled back grimly at him, and turned away once again.
"You don't have to."
The man snorted. He strode towards the youth and grabbed him by his arm to keep him from running off. Swinging the other person to face him, he shook the youth hard.
"Look." The man was visibly irritated. "Look here! I have lost one of my most… she's the most precious thing in my life, and I lost her to a stupid war, with stupid bloodshed, and for heaven's sake, I don't regret what I've done, why I've done it and for what cause it was for! But the same never went for you… You… Master McDohl, why are you fighting all over again? And what do you intend to do after this war?"
He calmed down quickly, and the tones on his last words were more of a gentle concern to an angry young man, who wanted answers from a youth who had changed his life forever.
McDohl looked up at him steadily, his eyes devoid of emotions. The wind was wildly whipping his long, dark bangs into his face, and a few drops of silvery water decorated his hair like rare pearls. The man gulped, and slowly released his grip on the Soul Eater's arm. The youth sighed.
"Flik, please," he seemed to be begging, tired of all the questions and accusations hurled at him. "You know that I fought for the very same reasons you did - for your loved ones, and for liberation… and I continued fighting, for I don't want someone who knows what it is like in my shoes to suffer the same thing."
He sighed again, and cast a glance on his gloved hand… the hand that was embedded with the accursed rune.
"I'm sorry for what happened to Lady Odessa, and all the people who had lost their lives to liberate the land, and who stayed loyal to our little group of… of rebels. No matter what I do, there is nothing I can achieve to atone for my past actions…"
"And so you chose to continue fighting," Flik finished his sentence for the young leader. He shook his head sadly. "There isn't anything you can do? What did that mean? Do you realize how valuable your help is to us? McDohl, you're helping to rid a land of a tyrant - that tyrant, that tyrant who revels in bloodshed and slaughter! You're finishing the last of your father and Odessa's request… You can stop the war --"
"And when will war stop existing?"
"…… I don't really know."
McDohl smirked mirthlessly at the blue-clad man. "Ah, and neither do I. You ask me why I fight a war, and you try to convince me that I am needed, even with the fact that you don't understand me. What is your motive, Sir Flik? I would die to know that."
Flik swallowed hard. "We need you to help us win this war, just as you did the last one. Our new leader is inexperienced, and like you said, this could cause a lot of pain in his life… and ours. That is all."
McDohl started laughing, his tone flat. "You lie, Flik, you lie! There's something else -- what is it?"
"…………" Flik looked at the ground, seeming to find his shoes of particular interest.
'Tell him…'
There was a sudden, loud clap of thunder at that precise moment.
Flik's eyes snapped open forward. He stared at the otherwise empty hall, bewildered. "Odessa?"
"Yes, Odessa," McDohl replied quietly. "I hear her voice often, and now you hear it too. Please, listen to her voice, her voice of justice, and tell me the truth…"
"O… Odessa… But… But I can't…"
"But I know already," he smiled back. "I was just testing your honesty. You swore never to tell, didn't you?"
"Huh?"
"I have news that Shu has sent someone to uncover the secrets of my life. And in the process, they found out about my connection with Luca Blight. So, Shu sent you, to come to me to pledge my loyalty, that I do not betray you, for I'm valuable to the army?" the youth lifted his brow. Flik gaped at him.
"If I were to betray you for my own heart and desire, that would prove a fatal blow to your army, especially to your leader," he paused; "I know the consequences, Flik. And that's why I'm here. Don't worry… I want to help free Luca from his living misery too."
"… Yeah, that goes for all of us," Flik said, at last. He looked up at McDohl. "Sorry for doubting you."
"It's okay. I'm such a screwed up person inside, that it's hard to predict what I'd do next anyway." He grinned, a real grin, for the first time in many months, at Flik.
Outside, the lightning flashed, eliminating the darkness for that brief moment, and yet the thunder that came and went with it rumbled away, as if triumphant, pleased at its small victory.
To Be Continued…
By Windy McDohl
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Konami CE. The law prohibits stealing. Thank you for reading this warning.
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Chapter 2: The Lightning And The Darkness
"I don't really understand you…"
It was raining hard. The youth stopped dead in his tracks and turned to face the voice. A man, clad in a blue cape, stepped out of the shadows cast upon his frame by the flashing lightning. He eyed the youth with curios respect through his slate blue gems. The youth only smiled back grimly at him, and turned away once again.
"You don't have to."
The man snorted. He strode towards the youth and grabbed him by his arm to keep him from running off. Swinging the other person to face him, he shook the youth hard.
"Look." The man was visibly irritated. "Look here! I have lost one of my most… she's the most precious thing in my life, and I lost her to a stupid war, with stupid bloodshed, and for heaven's sake, I don't regret what I've done, why I've done it and for what cause it was for! But the same never went for you… You… Master McDohl, why are you fighting all over again? And what do you intend to do after this war?"
He calmed down quickly, and the tones on his last words were more of a gentle concern to an angry young man, who wanted answers from a youth who had changed his life forever.
McDohl looked up at him steadily, his eyes devoid of emotions. The wind was wildly whipping his long, dark bangs into his face, and a few drops of silvery water decorated his hair like rare pearls. The man gulped, and slowly released his grip on the Soul Eater's arm. The youth sighed.
"Flik, please," he seemed to be begging, tired of all the questions and accusations hurled at him. "You know that I fought for the very same reasons you did - for your loved ones, and for liberation… and I continued fighting, for I don't want someone who knows what it is like in my shoes to suffer the same thing."
He sighed again, and cast a glance on his gloved hand… the hand that was embedded with the accursed rune.
"I'm sorry for what happened to Lady Odessa, and all the people who had lost their lives to liberate the land, and who stayed loyal to our little group of… of rebels. No matter what I do, there is nothing I can achieve to atone for my past actions…"
"And so you chose to continue fighting," Flik finished his sentence for the young leader. He shook his head sadly. "There isn't anything you can do? What did that mean? Do you realize how valuable your help is to us? McDohl, you're helping to rid a land of a tyrant - that tyrant, that tyrant who revels in bloodshed and slaughter! You're finishing the last of your father and Odessa's request… You can stop the war --"
"And when will war stop existing?"
"…… I don't really know."
McDohl smirked mirthlessly at the blue-clad man. "Ah, and neither do I. You ask me why I fight a war, and you try to convince me that I am needed, even with the fact that you don't understand me. What is your motive, Sir Flik? I would die to know that."
Flik swallowed hard. "We need you to help us win this war, just as you did the last one. Our new leader is inexperienced, and like you said, this could cause a lot of pain in his life… and ours. That is all."
McDohl started laughing, his tone flat. "You lie, Flik, you lie! There's something else -- what is it?"
"…………" Flik looked at the ground, seeming to find his shoes of particular interest.
'Tell him…'
There was a sudden, loud clap of thunder at that precise moment.
Flik's eyes snapped open forward. He stared at the otherwise empty hall, bewildered. "Odessa?"
"Yes, Odessa," McDohl replied quietly. "I hear her voice often, and now you hear it too. Please, listen to her voice, her voice of justice, and tell me the truth…"
"O… Odessa… But… But I can't…"
"But I know already," he smiled back. "I was just testing your honesty. You swore never to tell, didn't you?"
"Huh?"
"I have news that Shu has sent someone to uncover the secrets of my life. And in the process, they found out about my connection with Luca Blight. So, Shu sent you, to come to me to pledge my loyalty, that I do not betray you, for I'm valuable to the army?" the youth lifted his brow. Flik gaped at him.
"If I were to betray you for my own heart and desire, that would prove a fatal blow to your army, especially to your leader," he paused; "I know the consequences, Flik. And that's why I'm here. Don't worry… I want to help free Luca from his living misery too."
"… Yeah, that goes for all of us," Flik said, at last. He looked up at McDohl. "Sorry for doubting you."
"It's okay. I'm such a screwed up person inside, that it's hard to predict what I'd do next anyway." He grinned, a real grin, for the first time in many months, at Flik.
Outside, the lightning flashed, eliminating the darkness for that brief moment, and yet the thunder that came and went with it rumbled away, as if triumphant, pleased at its small victory.
To Be Continued…