The Armor of the Soul
By Dixxy
Chapter Thirty-Three: An Interesting Predicament
(Sara)
Step by step
Heart to heart
Left right left
We all fall down, like toy soldiers
Being in the Ronin Senshi has changed me. I used to see the world in a more naïve light than I do today. Now a days the world seems so much different, although it hasn't changed much. Skyscrapers still tower over major cities like Boston and New York. People still hustle and bustle on their way to work. Children still play outside with their pets and friends.
It wasn't my intention to mislead you
It never should have been this way
What can I say?
I tried to show my friends that despite my size I could be a tough cookie, which I am. I don't act like a "little mouse", as the Warladies sometimes called me, I act more like a "little psychotic killer". If there is such a thing as a little psychotic killer.
I stood on the roof of the Prudential building, one of the tallest skyscrapers in Boston. It took some sneaking to get up there, but I did. Sometimes I go up there to think and be by myself. Now that I have all sorts of neat powers, I don't have to go to my room to be myself- it's not a good place, anyways. My brother and sister are always intruding in on me, whether it's just to ask a question or be a general nuisance.
Normally they're just being a nuisance.
It's true, I did extend the invitation
I never knew how long you'd stay
When you hear temptation call
It's your heart that takes, takes a fall
Won't you come out and play with me?
But my main thoughts that day were on a boy I hadn't even met. The Ronin Warrior of Torrent. Cye. I wondered what he was like. Was he nice? Was he short like me? Did he and I share interests because of our armor powers? And was he cute?
THAT naturally started when Rona and Sam took off after getting mad at Anubis. Ria and I, despite Keisha's jealously, went to go see a fortune teller. I took one look at the Chinese teenager and thought to myself, yeah right. But then he started guessing our names and other little things and I started to wonder. The name Kento that he gave us didn't mean anything until Anubis mentioned that he thought one of them was in town and I slipped the name. After that I knew him as not only a talented fortune teller, but also as a warrior, a mage, an ally, and a friend.
Sage was different. The blonde boy who has begun to win over Sam's heart had a much more, angelic, air about him. Fair features, a light step, a quiet but stern voice, angelic is the best word I know to describe the guy. He's also a bit sharper that Kento is. Not to say Kento's stupid, he's just not as accustomed to American culture as the Warrior of Halo appears to be.
I'd seen both Sam and Keisha begin to develop feelings for Sage and Kento respectively, Keisha and Kento being slightly obvious, Sage and Sam's taking a little time to think. Would something like that happen between me and Cye once we got him out of the Dynasty?
Step by step
Heart to heart
Left right left
We all fall down, like toy soldiers
I played with my hair. What if the mission failed? What if we were killed or captured? Or worse, if that was possible? Then what would become of the Mortal Realm? I didn't want to think about it. We weren't like video game characters or action figures that could easily be replaced. When it came to Game Over, it was REALLY Game Over. There would be no reset button to bail us out.
"What kind of people have we become?" I said aloud. I knew I wasn't going to get a response. I was alone, after all. "Are we pawns in some sort of a metaphorical giant game of chess? Or are we still controlling our destinies?"
I wasn't always thrilled with the idea we had no choice in our destiny. We all accepted it, but did we choose what to do with it? Could we choose which bend in the river to go down? Could we choose the mountains or the sea? Black or white? Or was everything already predetermined?
Bit by bit
Torn apart
We never win
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers
But then someone else would somehow be able to step in. The Ancient must've have had some sort of a set-up for back-up heirs, didn't he? I didn't want to die, there's much I have yet to do. I still want to graduate high school and get married and raise a family, but could I still do all that? What would a possible spouse think about it?
I laughed. If the pattern we'd noticed continued and we all ended up with our respective partners in arms it wouldn't seem so tough to talk about it. And besides, it's not written anywhere we have to fall in love with our respective Warriors. And I liked that freedom. It didn't matter to me either way if I ended up falling in love with him. Love is love. As long as deep down in my heart I know it's love and not my hormones or my armor, then I'm cool with it.
It's getting hard to wake up in the morning
My head is spinning constantly
How can it be
I felt uneasy about the whole thing, though. I mean, some poor guy had been in Trulpa's clutches for a year. Heck, three of them, and two had escaped. I could only imagine the feelings of fear and loneliness going through his head. Being captive by a demon like Trulpa with friends is one thing, but alone?
I hoped he was okay. But not just for reasons that I wanted to meet him. Because I could tell that Sage, Kento, and Anubis- especially Kento- were very concerned about him. Kento and Cye had been best friends most of there teenage lives, why wouldn't he be worried? Sage said they were like brothers.
How could I be so blind to this addiction?
If I don't stop the next one's gonna be me
Only emptiness remains
It replaces all, all the pain
Then there were our separate families. My family was mixed with emotions. My little sister, Emily, always joked about my "Torrent in Shining Mystical Armor", for one. My mother thought it was romantic. Trevor was just. . . Trevor. Then my father was tense about the situation, mumbling things about some strange boy taking one of his little girls away. I would laugh, but it must have been bothering him.
Truth be told, I really didn't care all that much. . .
Won't you come out and play with me?