Until Death
Note - Here I am again! WHOOO!!! ^-^0 Sorry 'bout that! Oh, btw, thanx to all that reviewed this, and thanks to my good friends who all like this story and my other ones! I know this is pretty quick to update, but believe, this is a rare event! I'm currently writing like...5 million things (a realist story for world lit, another fanfic, and many many other things...) so if I don't update for a while, DON'T WORRY! I won't give up on this story...yet :P. Anyways, so here's Chapter 2. It gets kinda graphic in one part, so be forewarned! ^^ Enjoy!
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"So, how did the scavenges go yesterday?" Bart asked.
It was bright and early the next morning. Bart was on the deck of the Yggsdrasil with Sigurd, and was watching the crew searching for usable parts among the wreckage of hundreds of Kislev and Aveh gears.
"We found a good deal of parts, and thankfully, most of them were usable. We're finding more and more parts now that we've gone from excavating to scavenging."
"Good, good..." Bart responded, as he continued to watch the gears move about in the desert sand.
"Is something the matter young one? You seem awfully reserved this morning."
Bart turned his glance to Sigurd. He hoped that Maison had kept his promise. "Ah, it's nothing. I just had trouble sleeping last night. I can't stand sleeping in the Yggsdrasil!"
Sigurd nodded, but Bart could tell that he didn't buy it. However, Sigurd had wised up to the fact that Bart wouldn't tell him anything private anytime soon.
"So, what are the plans today, young master?"
"Well, after the scavenges are complete, we'll head back to base to drop everything off. When we're there, I'd like to see how we'd fare in a sneak attack against Aveh."
"You're worried about Margie?"
"Of course I am!" Bart yelled, raising his voice, causing some of the other crew members nearby to turn their glances towards the two. "She had to go run off on her own, not even thinking about the consequences. Who knows what Shakhan will do to her? Did she even think about that before she went? Does she know what this will do to the people of Nisan?!"
Sigurd was quiet as Bart went through his tirade. After Bart was finished, Sigurd spoke.
"You know, you could learn a lot from what you just said, young master. About acting impulsively that is."
"WHAT?!"
All eyes were on the two now.
"You know full well what I'm talking about. The last time you tried to attack Aveh, you ended up getting captured by Aveh guards, and beaten severely! It was a miracle you were found alive!"
"Hey, I had that attack planned out very well, thank you! It's not my fault Shakhan decided to put out more guards then we had originally thought!"
"Still, the fact remains young master. You mustn't run blindly into these situations. One of these days, you'll get yourself hurt, or someone else hurt!"
"Whatever..." Bart sighed, turning his attention back to the gears below. All the crew members jumped, afraid that Bart might figure out they were all paying attention to him, and quickly went back to work.
"I'm going back inside for a moment." Bart finally spoke. He headed towards the opening on the deck, and descended into the Yggsdrasil. Sigurd looked up at the sky.
Maybe I am too hard on the young master he thought to himself. He is still young. Maybe I should go apologize... He, however, stayed on the deck of the Yggsdrasil, deep in thought...
~
Bart was walking down the hallway of the Yggsdrasil by himself.
Sig...What the hell does he know? He doesn't know what I've been through...The things I've had to do...Doesn't he realize how hard it is? It isn't easy to be me... He sighed, stopping at what was Margie's room. He walked in, looking around the room.
"Heh, everything just the way she left it." He said out loud. "Stupid dolls and all..." As he walked around the room, he finally sat down on the bed. As he did, memories of the past filled his mind.
~
"Bart, are you sure this is safe?" Margie asked.
"Of course it is! I planned this out perfectly!" Bart exclaimed. They were standing outside the walls of Fatima Castle. Bart and Margie had just beaten up two guards, and stolen their uniforms. They were ready to go into the castle, and after Shakhan.
"If you say so..." Margie replied. "I just hope you're right."
"Hey, have I ever been wrong before?"
Margie remained silent, as they both entered Fatima Castle...
~
It was supposed to have gone smoothly. Bart thought to himself. We were going to infiltrate the Castle, and pose as Shakhan's guards. Things were going well...But then...
~
"Who's there?!" Shakhan's voice rang out from beyond the door that Margie and Bart were standing at.
Bart cleared his throat, and spoken in a deeper, more gruff voice.
"Uhm, we have some important...uh news to report to you from...er...Gebler! Yeah, news from Gebler!"
There was silence from Shakhan. Margie just glared at Bart. "You probably blew it, you idiot!" She whispered quietly. Bart was about to argue, when the door flung open.
"Ah, so what news do you have for me?" Shakhan asked. "Please, come in!"
Bart winked at Margie, and the two walked in together, shutting the door behind them.
"Sorry Shakhan, but you're being replaced!" Bart exclaimed.
Shakhan glared at them both. "YOU! I should have known... I didn't realize how hard rats are to get rid of... Though your father and mother certainly were very easy... They died after only...three weeks of torture?"
Bart gritted his teeth. "You'll pay for that!!"
Shakhan just grinned. "Oh, I don't think so...rat." Shakhan pressed a switch on his bedside. Bart heard a rumbling, and suddenly, he felt himself falling. The floor had fallen from beneath Bart and Margie. "Enjoy your time in the sewers with all the other rats!" Was the last thing Shakhan screamed as Margie and Bart fell through the dark void...
~
We were in there for four days. The images reeled through Bart's head. Everyday, the guards would come into our cell. They would come after me first...They'd beat me around for a while. Maybe whip me a few times... Then they'd go after Margie... I couldn't let them do that...
~
"Bart! What are you doing?!" Margie screamed as Bart flew his beaten and bloody body on top of Margie.
"Looks like we got ourselves a glutton for punishment here!" One of the guards laughed, and he cracked his whip at Bart. Bart gritted his teeth in pain, as Margie screamed.
"Stop it! Just stop it!"
The beating continued. Bart's screams echoed with Margie's pleas for their captors to stop. Eventually, things were silent. Bart was leaning against one of the cell walls. Blood was flowing from his cut lip. Both eyes were blackened, and his arms were bruised and battered. It hurt for him to breathe, to move, to do anything. His entire back was on fire from all the times he had been whipped.
"Bart..." Margie was softly crying. "Why? Why'd you do that?"
Bart sat up a bit, flinching, and trying not to show his pain. "I...didn't want to see you get hurt.. I got you into this, and I didn't want you to suffer..."
"Oh Bart..."
~
It was the next day when we were finally rescued. Sig, Maison and the others led an attack on Aveh, and managed to rescue both Margie and I. I was in the hospital for months...
Bart stood up. No sense thinking about it now. What's done was done...
He sighed, taking one last look around the room. "I'll find you Marg..."
As he was about to exit the room, the entire room turned a dark hue of red, and the ship's siren went off.
"Warning! Warning!" A voice rang over the com speaker. "The engine has begun overheating, and the mechanics have all been seriously injured trying to repair it! All crew and personnel please evacuate now! I repeat, all crew and personnel, evacuate now!"
Bart looked down the hallway towards the engine room. "Those idiots... I guess I'll have to go fix it..."
~
"Where is the young master?" Sigurd asked, looking around all the crew that had assembled outside.
"I have not seen him, Master Sigurd." Maison replied. "I thought he was with you!"
"Crap..." Sigurd thought aloud. "He's probably trying to fix the engine. Damn impulsive kid." Sigurd ran back into the Yggsdrasil.
"Master Sigurd!" Maison cried. "Do be careful! Don't let yourself or the young master get harmed!"
~
"Let's see, if I just adjust this a little bit then it should..."
"YOUNG MASTER!!!"
Bart whirled around, surprised to see Sigurd behind him.
"Sigurd, you're just in time! I think I finally got this figured out!"
"Young master, no!" Sigurd ran towards him. "Don't do that!"
"What, I know what I'm doing!" Bart responded, as he pulled the switch.
"NO!" Sigurd shoved him out of the way, but he was too late. A release of hot gas and metal shrapnel erupted from the main engine tank. Sigurd felt a searing pain in his right eye, and Bart felt the same pain in his left. Both were knocked unconscious, as the entire engine room fell silent...
~
They'll both make it...
Good, good...
Of course, they both lost an eye do to the accident, so they'll have to wear eyepatches the rest of their lives...
But they're alright...?
They're fine...
And the Yggsdrasil...?
From what I've heard, the young one really did fix the problem...but at a terrible price...
...
I'm sorry to trouble you, old man...
If only...the young master...
...Yes?
...Never mind...Do tell me if they awaken anytime soon...
Of course, Maison...You'll be the first to know...
Young master...Sigurd...what shall we do now...?
Note - Here I am again! WHOOO!!! ^-^0 Sorry 'bout that! Oh, btw, thanx to all that reviewed this, and thanks to my good friends who all like this story and my other ones! I know this is pretty quick to update, but believe, this is a rare event! I'm currently writing like...5 million things (a realist story for world lit, another fanfic, and many many other things...) so if I don't update for a while, DON'T WORRY! I won't give up on this story...yet :P. Anyways, so here's Chapter 2. It gets kinda graphic in one part, so be forewarned! ^^ Enjoy!
~
"So, how did the scavenges go yesterday?" Bart asked.
It was bright and early the next morning. Bart was on the deck of the Yggsdrasil with Sigurd, and was watching the crew searching for usable parts among the wreckage of hundreds of Kislev and Aveh gears.
"We found a good deal of parts, and thankfully, most of them were usable. We're finding more and more parts now that we've gone from excavating to scavenging."
"Good, good..." Bart responded, as he continued to watch the gears move about in the desert sand.
"Is something the matter young one? You seem awfully reserved this morning."
Bart turned his glance to Sigurd. He hoped that Maison had kept his promise. "Ah, it's nothing. I just had trouble sleeping last night. I can't stand sleeping in the Yggsdrasil!"
Sigurd nodded, but Bart could tell that he didn't buy it. However, Sigurd had wised up to the fact that Bart wouldn't tell him anything private anytime soon.
"So, what are the plans today, young master?"
"Well, after the scavenges are complete, we'll head back to base to drop everything off. When we're there, I'd like to see how we'd fare in a sneak attack against Aveh."
"You're worried about Margie?"
"Of course I am!" Bart yelled, raising his voice, causing some of the other crew members nearby to turn their glances towards the two. "She had to go run off on her own, not even thinking about the consequences. Who knows what Shakhan will do to her? Did she even think about that before she went? Does she know what this will do to the people of Nisan?!"
Sigurd was quiet as Bart went through his tirade. After Bart was finished, Sigurd spoke.
"You know, you could learn a lot from what you just said, young master. About acting impulsively that is."
"WHAT?!"
All eyes were on the two now.
"You know full well what I'm talking about. The last time you tried to attack Aveh, you ended up getting captured by Aveh guards, and beaten severely! It was a miracle you were found alive!"
"Hey, I had that attack planned out very well, thank you! It's not my fault Shakhan decided to put out more guards then we had originally thought!"
"Still, the fact remains young master. You mustn't run blindly into these situations. One of these days, you'll get yourself hurt, or someone else hurt!"
"Whatever..." Bart sighed, turning his attention back to the gears below. All the crew members jumped, afraid that Bart might figure out they were all paying attention to him, and quickly went back to work.
"I'm going back inside for a moment." Bart finally spoke. He headed towards the opening on the deck, and descended into the Yggsdrasil. Sigurd looked up at the sky.
Maybe I am too hard on the young master he thought to himself. He is still young. Maybe I should go apologize... He, however, stayed on the deck of the Yggsdrasil, deep in thought...
~
Bart was walking down the hallway of the Yggsdrasil by himself.
Sig...What the hell does he know? He doesn't know what I've been through...The things I've had to do...Doesn't he realize how hard it is? It isn't easy to be me... He sighed, stopping at what was Margie's room. He walked in, looking around the room.
"Heh, everything just the way she left it." He said out loud. "Stupid dolls and all..." As he walked around the room, he finally sat down on the bed. As he did, memories of the past filled his mind.
~
"Bart, are you sure this is safe?" Margie asked.
"Of course it is! I planned this out perfectly!" Bart exclaimed. They were standing outside the walls of Fatima Castle. Bart and Margie had just beaten up two guards, and stolen their uniforms. They were ready to go into the castle, and after Shakhan.
"If you say so..." Margie replied. "I just hope you're right."
"Hey, have I ever been wrong before?"
Margie remained silent, as they both entered Fatima Castle...
~
It was supposed to have gone smoothly. Bart thought to himself. We were going to infiltrate the Castle, and pose as Shakhan's guards. Things were going well...But then...
~
"Who's there?!" Shakhan's voice rang out from beyond the door that Margie and Bart were standing at.
Bart cleared his throat, and spoken in a deeper, more gruff voice.
"Uhm, we have some important...uh news to report to you from...er...Gebler! Yeah, news from Gebler!"
There was silence from Shakhan. Margie just glared at Bart. "You probably blew it, you idiot!" She whispered quietly. Bart was about to argue, when the door flung open.
"Ah, so what news do you have for me?" Shakhan asked. "Please, come in!"
Bart winked at Margie, and the two walked in together, shutting the door behind them.
"Sorry Shakhan, but you're being replaced!" Bart exclaimed.
Shakhan glared at them both. "YOU! I should have known... I didn't realize how hard rats are to get rid of... Though your father and mother certainly were very easy... They died after only...three weeks of torture?"
Bart gritted his teeth. "You'll pay for that!!"
Shakhan just grinned. "Oh, I don't think so...rat." Shakhan pressed a switch on his bedside. Bart heard a rumbling, and suddenly, he felt himself falling. The floor had fallen from beneath Bart and Margie. "Enjoy your time in the sewers with all the other rats!" Was the last thing Shakhan screamed as Margie and Bart fell through the dark void...
~
We were in there for four days. The images reeled through Bart's head. Everyday, the guards would come into our cell. They would come after me first...They'd beat me around for a while. Maybe whip me a few times... Then they'd go after Margie... I couldn't let them do that...
~
"Bart! What are you doing?!" Margie screamed as Bart flew his beaten and bloody body on top of Margie.
"Looks like we got ourselves a glutton for punishment here!" One of the guards laughed, and he cracked his whip at Bart. Bart gritted his teeth in pain, as Margie screamed.
"Stop it! Just stop it!"
The beating continued. Bart's screams echoed with Margie's pleas for their captors to stop. Eventually, things were silent. Bart was leaning against one of the cell walls. Blood was flowing from his cut lip. Both eyes were blackened, and his arms were bruised and battered. It hurt for him to breathe, to move, to do anything. His entire back was on fire from all the times he had been whipped.
"Bart..." Margie was softly crying. "Why? Why'd you do that?"
Bart sat up a bit, flinching, and trying not to show his pain. "I...didn't want to see you get hurt.. I got you into this, and I didn't want you to suffer..."
"Oh Bart..."
~
It was the next day when we were finally rescued. Sig, Maison and the others led an attack on Aveh, and managed to rescue both Margie and I. I was in the hospital for months...
Bart stood up. No sense thinking about it now. What's done was done...
He sighed, taking one last look around the room. "I'll find you Marg..."
As he was about to exit the room, the entire room turned a dark hue of red, and the ship's siren went off.
"Warning! Warning!" A voice rang over the com speaker. "The engine has begun overheating, and the mechanics have all been seriously injured trying to repair it! All crew and personnel please evacuate now! I repeat, all crew and personnel, evacuate now!"
Bart looked down the hallway towards the engine room. "Those idiots... I guess I'll have to go fix it..."
~
"Where is the young master?" Sigurd asked, looking around all the crew that had assembled outside.
"I have not seen him, Master Sigurd." Maison replied. "I thought he was with you!"
"Crap..." Sigurd thought aloud. "He's probably trying to fix the engine. Damn impulsive kid." Sigurd ran back into the Yggsdrasil.
"Master Sigurd!" Maison cried. "Do be careful! Don't let yourself or the young master get harmed!"
~
"Let's see, if I just adjust this a little bit then it should..."
"YOUNG MASTER!!!"
Bart whirled around, surprised to see Sigurd behind him.
"Sigurd, you're just in time! I think I finally got this figured out!"
"Young master, no!" Sigurd ran towards him. "Don't do that!"
"What, I know what I'm doing!" Bart responded, as he pulled the switch.
"NO!" Sigurd shoved him out of the way, but he was too late. A release of hot gas and metal shrapnel erupted from the main engine tank. Sigurd felt a searing pain in his right eye, and Bart felt the same pain in his left. Both were knocked unconscious, as the entire engine room fell silent...
~
They'll both make it...
Good, good...
Of course, they both lost an eye do to the accident, so they'll have to wear eyepatches the rest of their lives...
But they're alright...?
They're fine...
And the Yggsdrasil...?
From what I've heard, the young one really did fix the problem...but at a terrible price...
...
I'm sorry to trouble you, old man...
If only...the young master...
...Yes?
...Never mind...Do tell me if they awaken anytime soon...
Of course, Maison...You'll be the first to know...
Young master...Sigurd...what shall we do now...?