Title: Sacred Silence
Author: The lyrical Eli
Rating: PG
Summery: A day of darkness and hope.
Feedback: Yes, please. I wrote this because I really thought people would enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of this. And so much is lost already.
Note: God bless the hardships of the day.
-The night before-
Sara Pezzini, wielder of the witchblade, tossed and turned in her bed. The witchblade began to glow on her wrist and pushed it's wielder into a vision.
It was dark. All she could see was mist and black. The voices were crying out to her.
"Sara."
"What?"
"They are here and they are coming!"
"What?"
"They are here and they are coming!"
"Who?"
"The marters of hate!"
"What are they going to do?"
"They are here to destroy!"
"Destroy what?"
"All that is good here. They are here to break."
"What is that suppose to mean?"
"Sara!" She turned in the mists to face a figure in white. She was standing a good twenty feet from Sara, but she could tell it was a woman dressed in white, rocking herself.
"Who are you?"
The woman shook her head and began to sing. She sang to the tune of rock-a- bye baby, but the lyrics were wrong. The woman also mysteriously sounded like a child.
Disturbance in the air.
Above city's top.
As anger flows,
The balance will rock.
When hatred breaks,
The towers will fall.
And down will come peace,
Freedom, and all.
Sara stared at the woman and wondered at the lyrics. They made no sense. None of this vision did.
"What is this all about?!" She screamed at the woman. The woman turned her back to her and walked away.
Sara woke up in her apartment, sweating and breathing hard. She could still hear music, but it was no longer coming from the woman. It was floating up from the floor. Her downstairs neighbors apartment.
The Lawrences consisted of her friend Genna and her three daughters: Delphia, who was eleven months old and was thankfully a quiet baby. Charlotte, who was seven and had the habbit of leaving flowers and other little gifts for Sara. She knew it was her because she would spy until Sara found the gift, and then would let out an earfull of elf laughter. And last, there was Linda, who was nineteen and was probably the one blasting music at this moment. Sara pulled her pillow over her head. Linda had the habit of blasting the same Systen of a Down song all night, Toxicity.
Sara reached over to her crate of a night stand and grabbed her portable c.d. player. She turned the volume up and feel asleep to the more comforting sounds of Michelle Branch.
-That morning-
Sara felt someone shaking her urgently. She turned in her bed and tried to ignore it, but whoever it was just kept shaking her. She couldn't hear because she had left her c.d. player on. She closed her eyes tighter. Then, someone pulled her head phones off.
"Sara!" She finally opened her eyes and groaned.
"Nottingham! It's my day off! What the hell?!" Usually, he would leave her alone, but this time he was persistant.
"Sara, you need to get up! This is important." She felt him pull her covers back and pull her to her feet.
"Ian, stop!" She protested. Her eyes were still half shut. "What the hell are you doing?!"
"Open your eyes, Sara!" He had dragged her to her window. She rubbed her eyes and let them get use to the light before she looked out her window and saw.....
"Oh My God!!" She couldn't believe it. Her window looked over the city and she could clearly see a hole through one of the twin towers.
"What The Hell?!" She felt herself start to give way to a faint, but Ian supported her so no such thing would happen.
"A plane just flew right into it. I thought you had heard, but then I looked in and you were still fast asleep." Sara went into her living room and turned on the t.v.
The news was already reporting it, but they had next to nothing as far as information went. Sara sat on her couch and watched. She kept shaking her head.
"Sara!"
"What?" She refused to look from the screen.
"Look!" She turned her head the direction he pointed, the window. Her eyes widened. Another plane was flying low and crashed into the other tower.
"Oh God! Oh God! What the hell is happening?!" She watched in horror as the buildings slowly went into flames from the inside. She could hear other people screaming from outside. She knew thousands of people worked at the towers and was horrified to think how many of them were now dead, or even worst, were slowly being burned alive.
Ian kept his feelings to himself, but he could feel a great anger and also a deepening sadness to the events unfolding before him. He wanted to scream out like Sara was, but knew ranting would not help. One of them had to keep calm. But he didn't say a word.
They were totally void of the t.v. screen and continued to watch the towers in the time of there gradual destruction. They seeemed to stare at the towers for hours, when Sara heard someone knocking on her front door. Sara ignored it at first, but it became stronger and was added by someone crying. Sara reluctantly got up and answered the door.
She opened it to find Charlotte doing her best to hold the crying baby Delphia. She was in tears herslef, but was trying to hold it back.
"Sara, I'm scared." Charlotte moaned out. Sara took the drying babe from teh child's arms and tried to get her to stop. Ian had followed to see what was going on. As soon as Sara took Delphia, Charlotte sunk to her knees and began to cry.
Sara knew she couldn't calm both children down at once. She glanced at Ian, and some what reluctant, nodded her head toward Charlotte. He understood what she wanted him to do. He walked up to the small, weeping girl and picked her up. At this point, Charlotte was too upset to care who was holding her. She threw her small arms around his neck and buried her face into his shoulder. Sara closed the door behind them and walked into the living room. As soon as Charlotte had calmed down a bit, she talked to her.
"Charlotte, sweetie, where's your mommy and Linda?" She looked at Sara and tried her best to hold back her crying again.
"Mama took Lyn to work with her. She...She told me to watch Delphia and wait for Julie. Then..... Julie called and... and said she couldn't come. So I.....I...I called mama at work and the phones want out. And....." Tears started to fall as she struggled to get the next words out. "The phone..... go dead. I looked out...... the window and....." She tightened her hold around Ian. "I saw the plane thing go into Mama's building!" She cried the last part out and was weeping even harder now.
Sara was in disbelief. She was standing up and rocking Delphia. She looked up at the chaos for a moment, and then looked back at Charlotte.
"Are you sure it was Mommy's building?" Charlotte nodded her head. Ian held the poor child closer to him. She was now letting loud sobs pass through her mouth. Sara and Ian looked at each other, truly stressed. Sara saw now that there was a possibility that Linda and Genna were no longer with them. Charlotte understood that as well, and cried even more.
Sara was able to get Delphia to sleep and Charlotte's cries were getting softer and softer. Sara and Ian continued to watch the towers through the window. Ian had to turn because it was painfully obvious that people stuck in the top were now starting to jump to the ground. He hoped Charlotte had not seen it. Sara stayed watching and had a sick feeling in her stomach.
Suddenly, the top of the first tower began to fall. Ian turned back around to see what the hell was going on. They stood there next to each other with two children in their arms as the first tower collapsed. They watched in utter terror. Sara felt weak again and strained to keep up, for her sake and Delphia's. Ian held tight to Charlotte with one arm and put his other arm around Sara's shoulders as a type of support and comfort. Sara was greatful.
The debris and dust filled the air. It flooded the sky with darkness. Clouds of the filth covered the sun and fell toward the ground. It littered the streets. It covered Sara's window and put her whole apartment into darkness. Like someone had all of a sudden swallowed the sun. The t.v. went out and went into silent black out. Sara's mouth was open, but no words came out. The same went for Ian and Charlotte. There was just a quiet between them all. Even baby Delphia wasn't making a sound. Just the sound of crumbling and destruction. Besides that, there was pure silence.
Sacred silence.
Sara was crying freely now. This was all too much. Her city, her home, was under attack. She felt miserable. She half turned to Ian to see he was crying to, but he wasn't making a sound. Charlotte was crying again as well. The sight of it all caused her to cry harder. She wanted to open the window to see what was going on, but didn't want the dirt and filth to get inside her apartment. She wanted to make sure it settled.
The thought of thousands of people buried under all the rubble entered her mind. She shook her head and tried to get the picture out, but it clouded her thinking. She backed from the window and sat on the couch. She looked at baby Delphia and started to pray to any god that would listen that she and Charlotte weren't orphans.
Charlotte hadn't let go of Ian since he had picked her up. She had seen him before around Sara. She had originally had thought he was bad since Sara was always yelling at him. Charlotte knew Sara was special. She knew a secret that she kept to herself so that Sara wouldn't be hurt. That was why she left stuff for Sara. So that Sara would always be good. She hugged Ian as tight as she could. She decided that someone this nice could not be bad afterall. Besides, Sara hadn't once yelled at him yet.
Ian looked down at the little one he held. He felt her pull herself closer to him. He was still standing up. He had one hand under her holding her up, while the other was now gently stroking her back. He had seen this little one before. He saw her leave little presents for Sara. He also had seen her one night, watching through her window, as Sara got into a fight with two men below. Charlotte had seen Sara use the witchblade. He had first thought to knock the child out so she wouldn't remember a thing, but then he saw her smile and go to bed. He knew that she kept the information to herself. She looked up at him.
"Thank you, Nottingham." He looked at her questionably. Charlotte saw the look on his face and got confused. "Isn't that your name? That's what Sara calls you."
"Nottingham is my last name. My first name is Ian."
"Oh. Then thank you, Ian." She put her head on his shoulder.
"You are very welcome, Charlotte."
"How do you know my name?"
"I know lots of things. Like how you know why Sara is special."
"She's a super hero. Like Batman."
"Wonderwoman would be closer."
"Well, then you are like batman." He couldn't help but laugh a little at her comment.
"May I inquire why I am like batman?"
"Inquire?" He was amused by the child's innocence.
"Why am I like batman?"
"Because you like to wear black, and you're strong, and you protect Sara. Well, at least I think you protect Sara. You do, right?"
"How do you know I protect Sara?"
"Because you come here every night and watch her sleep. Lyn says people like that are something called perverts, but she hasn't seen you. I do."
"I've seen you, too. Why do you leave things for Sara?"
"So she remembers why she should be on the good guys side. I don't want the darkside to take her over like Darth Vader." He nodded at Charlotte's explanation.
"You go on doing what you do. It makes her happy. And I think she could use happiness right now."
"We all could." Charlotte began to think of her Mama and Lyn. It brought more tears to her eyes.
"Mama and Lyn are dead."
"You don't know that."
"But their hurt. I can feel it. Especially Lyn. Ian?"
"Yes?"
"Can you protect them like you do Sara? Can you rescue them?"
Ian didn't know how to answer. Half of him wanted to go out and help, but the other half didn't want to leave Sara. He looked back down at little Charlotte. Her eyes were so full of innocent hope. She really thought he was like batman. A dark knight. So that was who he had to become. A knight. And a knight never refuses a lady. He nodded his head.
"Yes."
Eli: This is part one. Expect part two out soon. I went to school today (9/11) and while we were in assembly, I thought this up. Hope you like it.
Author: The lyrical Eli
Rating: PG
Summery: A day of darkness and hope.
Feedback: Yes, please. I wrote this because I really thought people would enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of this. And so much is lost already.
Note: God bless the hardships of the day.
-The night before-
Sara Pezzini, wielder of the witchblade, tossed and turned in her bed. The witchblade began to glow on her wrist and pushed it's wielder into a vision.
It was dark. All she could see was mist and black. The voices were crying out to her.
"Sara."
"What?"
"They are here and they are coming!"
"What?"
"They are here and they are coming!"
"Who?"
"The marters of hate!"
"What are they going to do?"
"They are here to destroy!"
"Destroy what?"
"All that is good here. They are here to break."
"What is that suppose to mean?"
"Sara!" She turned in the mists to face a figure in white. She was standing a good twenty feet from Sara, but she could tell it was a woman dressed in white, rocking herself.
"Who are you?"
The woman shook her head and began to sing. She sang to the tune of rock-a- bye baby, but the lyrics were wrong. The woman also mysteriously sounded like a child.
Disturbance in the air.
Above city's top.
As anger flows,
The balance will rock.
When hatred breaks,
The towers will fall.
And down will come peace,
Freedom, and all.
Sara stared at the woman and wondered at the lyrics. They made no sense. None of this vision did.
"What is this all about?!" She screamed at the woman. The woman turned her back to her and walked away.
Sara woke up in her apartment, sweating and breathing hard. She could still hear music, but it was no longer coming from the woman. It was floating up from the floor. Her downstairs neighbors apartment.
The Lawrences consisted of her friend Genna and her three daughters: Delphia, who was eleven months old and was thankfully a quiet baby. Charlotte, who was seven and had the habbit of leaving flowers and other little gifts for Sara. She knew it was her because she would spy until Sara found the gift, and then would let out an earfull of elf laughter. And last, there was Linda, who was nineteen and was probably the one blasting music at this moment. Sara pulled her pillow over her head. Linda had the habit of blasting the same Systen of a Down song all night, Toxicity.
Sara reached over to her crate of a night stand and grabbed her portable c.d. player. She turned the volume up and feel asleep to the more comforting sounds of Michelle Branch.
-That morning-
Sara felt someone shaking her urgently. She turned in her bed and tried to ignore it, but whoever it was just kept shaking her. She couldn't hear because she had left her c.d. player on. She closed her eyes tighter. Then, someone pulled her head phones off.
"Sara!" She finally opened her eyes and groaned.
"Nottingham! It's my day off! What the hell?!" Usually, he would leave her alone, but this time he was persistant.
"Sara, you need to get up! This is important." She felt him pull her covers back and pull her to her feet.
"Ian, stop!" She protested. Her eyes were still half shut. "What the hell are you doing?!"
"Open your eyes, Sara!" He had dragged her to her window. She rubbed her eyes and let them get use to the light before she looked out her window and saw.....
"Oh My God!!" She couldn't believe it. Her window looked over the city and she could clearly see a hole through one of the twin towers.
"What The Hell?!" She felt herself start to give way to a faint, but Ian supported her so no such thing would happen.
"A plane just flew right into it. I thought you had heard, but then I looked in and you were still fast asleep." Sara went into her living room and turned on the t.v.
The news was already reporting it, but they had next to nothing as far as information went. Sara sat on her couch and watched. She kept shaking her head.
"Sara!"
"What?" She refused to look from the screen.
"Look!" She turned her head the direction he pointed, the window. Her eyes widened. Another plane was flying low and crashed into the other tower.
"Oh God! Oh God! What the hell is happening?!" She watched in horror as the buildings slowly went into flames from the inside. She could hear other people screaming from outside. She knew thousands of people worked at the towers and was horrified to think how many of them were now dead, or even worst, were slowly being burned alive.
Ian kept his feelings to himself, but he could feel a great anger and also a deepening sadness to the events unfolding before him. He wanted to scream out like Sara was, but knew ranting would not help. One of them had to keep calm. But he didn't say a word.
They were totally void of the t.v. screen and continued to watch the towers in the time of there gradual destruction. They seeemed to stare at the towers for hours, when Sara heard someone knocking on her front door. Sara ignored it at first, but it became stronger and was added by someone crying. Sara reluctantly got up and answered the door.
She opened it to find Charlotte doing her best to hold the crying baby Delphia. She was in tears herslef, but was trying to hold it back.
"Sara, I'm scared." Charlotte moaned out. Sara took the drying babe from teh child's arms and tried to get her to stop. Ian had followed to see what was going on. As soon as Sara took Delphia, Charlotte sunk to her knees and began to cry.
Sara knew she couldn't calm both children down at once. She glanced at Ian, and some what reluctant, nodded her head toward Charlotte. He understood what she wanted him to do. He walked up to the small, weeping girl and picked her up. At this point, Charlotte was too upset to care who was holding her. She threw her small arms around his neck and buried her face into his shoulder. Sara closed the door behind them and walked into the living room. As soon as Charlotte had calmed down a bit, she talked to her.
"Charlotte, sweetie, where's your mommy and Linda?" She looked at Sara and tried her best to hold back her crying again.
"Mama took Lyn to work with her. She...She told me to watch Delphia and wait for Julie. Then..... Julie called and... and said she couldn't come. So I.....I...I called mama at work and the phones want out. And....." Tears started to fall as she struggled to get the next words out. "The phone..... go dead. I looked out...... the window and....." She tightened her hold around Ian. "I saw the plane thing go into Mama's building!" She cried the last part out and was weeping even harder now.
Sara was in disbelief. She was standing up and rocking Delphia. She looked up at the chaos for a moment, and then looked back at Charlotte.
"Are you sure it was Mommy's building?" Charlotte nodded her head. Ian held the poor child closer to him. She was now letting loud sobs pass through her mouth. Sara and Ian looked at each other, truly stressed. Sara saw now that there was a possibility that Linda and Genna were no longer with them. Charlotte understood that as well, and cried even more.
Sara was able to get Delphia to sleep and Charlotte's cries were getting softer and softer. Sara and Ian continued to watch the towers through the window. Ian had to turn because it was painfully obvious that people stuck in the top were now starting to jump to the ground. He hoped Charlotte had not seen it. Sara stayed watching and had a sick feeling in her stomach.
Suddenly, the top of the first tower began to fall. Ian turned back around to see what the hell was going on. They stood there next to each other with two children in their arms as the first tower collapsed. They watched in utter terror. Sara felt weak again and strained to keep up, for her sake and Delphia's. Ian held tight to Charlotte with one arm and put his other arm around Sara's shoulders as a type of support and comfort. Sara was greatful.
The debris and dust filled the air. It flooded the sky with darkness. Clouds of the filth covered the sun and fell toward the ground. It littered the streets. It covered Sara's window and put her whole apartment into darkness. Like someone had all of a sudden swallowed the sun. The t.v. went out and went into silent black out. Sara's mouth was open, but no words came out. The same went for Ian and Charlotte. There was just a quiet between them all. Even baby Delphia wasn't making a sound. Just the sound of crumbling and destruction. Besides that, there was pure silence.
Sacred silence.
Sara was crying freely now. This was all too much. Her city, her home, was under attack. She felt miserable. She half turned to Ian to see he was crying to, but he wasn't making a sound. Charlotte was crying again as well. The sight of it all caused her to cry harder. She wanted to open the window to see what was going on, but didn't want the dirt and filth to get inside her apartment. She wanted to make sure it settled.
The thought of thousands of people buried under all the rubble entered her mind. She shook her head and tried to get the picture out, but it clouded her thinking. She backed from the window and sat on the couch. She looked at baby Delphia and started to pray to any god that would listen that she and Charlotte weren't orphans.
Charlotte hadn't let go of Ian since he had picked her up. She had seen him before around Sara. She had originally had thought he was bad since Sara was always yelling at him. Charlotte knew Sara was special. She knew a secret that she kept to herself so that Sara wouldn't be hurt. That was why she left stuff for Sara. So that Sara would always be good. She hugged Ian as tight as she could. She decided that someone this nice could not be bad afterall. Besides, Sara hadn't once yelled at him yet.
Ian looked down at the little one he held. He felt her pull herself closer to him. He was still standing up. He had one hand under her holding her up, while the other was now gently stroking her back. He had seen this little one before. He saw her leave little presents for Sara. He also had seen her one night, watching through her window, as Sara got into a fight with two men below. Charlotte had seen Sara use the witchblade. He had first thought to knock the child out so she wouldn't remember a thing, but then he saw her smile and go to bed. He knew that she kept the information to herself. She looked up at him.
"Thank you, Nottingham." He looked at her questionably. Charlotte saw the look on his face and got confused. "Isn't that your name? That's what Sara calls you."
"Nottingham is my last name. My first name is Ian."
"Oh. Then thank you, Ian." She put her head on his shoulder.
"You are very welcome, Charlotte."
"How do you know my name?"
"I know lots of things. Like how you know why Sara is special."
"She's a super hero. Like Batman."
"Wonderwoman would be closer."
"Well, then you are like batman." He couldn't help but laugh a little at her comment.
"May I inquire why I am like batman?"
"Inquire?" He was amused by the child's innocence.
"Why am I like batman?"
"Because you like to wear black, and you're strong, and you protect Sara. Well, at least I think you protect Sara. You do, right?"
"How do you know I protect Sara?"
"Because you come here every night and watch her sleep. Lyn says people like that are something called perverts, but she hasn't seen you. I do."
"I've seen you, too. Why do you leave things for Sara?"
"So she remembers why she should be on the good guys side. I don't want the darkside to take her over like Darth Vader." He nodded at Charlotte's explanation.
"You go on doing what you do. It makes her happy. And I think she could use happiness right now."
"We all could." Charlotte began to think of her Mama and Lyn. It brought more tears to her eyes.
"Mama and Lyn are dead."
"You don't know that."
"But their hurt. I can feel it. Especially Lyn. Ian?"
"Yes?"
"Can you protect them like you do Sara? Can you rescue them?"
Ian didn't know how to answer. Half of him wanted to go out and help, but the other half didn't want to leave Sara. He looked back down at little Charlotte. Her eyes were so full of innocent hope. She really thought he was like batman. A dark knight. So that was who he had to become. A knight. And a knight never refuses a lady. He nodded his head.
"Yes."
Eli: This is part one. Expect part two out soon. I went to school today (9/11) and while we were in assembly, I thought this up. Hope you like it.