It's not long, but it's cute and I love this song and this band. I'd like to know what you think so please review. Thanks!
Character: Chris
Scene: Chris is in Ancient Rome, searching for the Scroll. He meets the keeper and a conflict ensues. Chris wonders if he will ever be able to see Catty again.
Song: We Will Meet Again by VAST. Written by the indescribable Jon Crosby. I put VAST in my other DoTM fic Protector too, but this is a different song than the one I used before.
Chris turned on his heels, his toga swooshing behind him on the marble floor. He strode over to the cocky Roman politician, Clodius. "Hand it over, Clodii!" Chris demanded in Latin. "If you have it, it must be returned to me."
"I am afraid not, Cassius," Clodius scowled at Chris. "I am positive that I cannot trust you, for you have most certainly been lying to me your whole visit to my humble home." Clodius pulled out a gleaming dagger, the sun shimmered off the blade. "Do you wish to fight me for it."
"You do not wish to fight me, Clodius." Chris warned, "for I will defeat you." He pulled out his own dagger, forged one hundred years into the future.
Clodius laughed and lunged at his opponent, who quickly blocked and made his own attack.
"What do you so desperately need this scroll for?" Clodius inquired between blows and glances with indifference, "who asks you to retrieve such a worthless artifact?"
"Cattica," Chris answered, watching both Clodius and the scroll at the same time.
"And who is she to you?" Clodius seemed interested. "She obviously means something to you, but I feel you mean nothing to her."
This comment caught Chris off guard and Clodius took advantage, slicing at Chris's waist.
He missed, however, but the damage had been done. The scroll slipped into a time barrier and Chris was thinking about Catty.
Clodius left Chris in the atrium in his anger over the loss of the scroll. "See yourself out"
Chris put his dagger away and mournfully entered the calumniated garden.
Where have you gone
My love my friend
Chris stared up into gloomy sky. A crack of thunder resounded in the house of Clodius. Drops of rain crowned Chris's head, beading on his forehead, then streaming down his face. He quickly became drenched in rainwater, yet he stood still, letting the water engulf him. He fell on his knees.
Somewhere without the rain
I feel afraid now I feel alone
Will we meet again
"Remember when things were simpler" he talked to an invisible Catty, "remember when we first met? When you were so innocent of the world, when I had no obligations. When we could walk along the beach at night together and not be worried of Evil…"
Can you recall what we once knew
Somewhere without the pain
He remembered her beautiful face, and what it would take to get back to her, the evils he must face. "I am always with you" she had said to him. He knew she had meant it, for he felt the same way.
I feel afraid now, but not alone
We will meet again
Chris left the silent house and entered the busy streets of Rome, walking dumbly in a quiet reverie. He strode along the clamoring roadways, hearing nothing.
I can't hear your voice
But you know I feel your soul
He walked in solitude to the Palatine Hill and sat in silence, staring into the open farmlands in front of him. The rain clouds parted, and a rainbow shone forth with brilliant colors over the lands.
"Catty's okay" Chris assured himself. "I sometimes believe she is stronger than I am. And she has not forgotten me, Clodius was only trying to weaken my defense." Chris shook his head. "That damn scroll. If it doesn't stop slipping away from me, I shall never find it and be able to be with Catty. And I really want to be with her before she has to…." Chris didn't want to think of the day when Catty must decide her future, for it might not involve him. "But I will always love her." He thought.
I can't hear your voice
But you know I feel your soul
"I must see her before she decides." Chris formed thoughts quickly. "If I start to follow that scroll right away, I may be following it for years and years. Maybe I should just…." He bit his lip, it would be against the rules, and dangerous.
Where have you gone
My love my friend
Somewhere without any pain
A black mist tunnel formed behind Chris. "Screw the scroll." Chris turned towards the tunnel; "I have to pay a visit first."
I'm not afraid now I'm not alone
We will meet again