A/N- I think you guys decide the question in my head on if to continue the story or not. I'm a big fan of BA (before andromea) fics and it tends to be all I write so for it to be a Lauriena fic it had to have some (plus I kinda like characters to have a background). We will get back to the andromea and maru shortly
Sidra- it's not just the summary, I really can't spell, so I have to warn you and everyone else. I don't have a beta right now, unless someone wants to volunteer to become mine.
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It takes a lot of courage
to show your dream to someone else
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The guard turned and continued his march around the camp, part of his nightly patrols of the ghetto. He was bored and tired. There were too many stupid Kluges that had to be guarded so they didn't step out of line. Stupid kluges who tried kill the hands that fed them. The guard yawed wondering what commander he had pissed off to get this assignment, or maybe it was the fact he was just a Beta, no better than the kluges in some commanders eyes. Well there was no honor in this duty, so the niechzien continued his walk around the ghetto, not paying attention to occasional sapping twig or other noises he heard
If he had been paying attention he would have seen to small figures run across the ghetto. The two figures seemed to naturally slip in and out of the shadows. They quickly disappeared from sight and one had to wonder if they were people or shadows, or maybe just sprits. The figures stopped at the gate and the larger one held open as small hole as one crawled through. Then the larger figure crawled through. Once outside the little figure took the larger ones hand and they ran into the woods that surrounded the whole camp.
"How much further Shay?" The little figure, a girl, clearly out of breath from their run asked.
"Don't talk till I say," the other figure, a boy, says in a harsh tone. The girl looks down at the ground, her falling with disappointment. The boy looks down at the girl ready to say something else but bites his lip. The boy smiles for a moment and then scoops the girl up into his arms. She starts to yell out from surprise but stops, the sound almost freezes in the air. "Kris," he says in a warning tone but his face is covered with a smile as he shifts her to his hip and continues walking. She just returns his smile and buries her head into his shoulder. The boy looks down at her and smiles a little bigger before his face falls back down into the emotionless mask he normally wears, such an old expression to see on a thirteen year old. Shifting his sister on his hip he continues his trek through the woods. They continue on this way for a while the girl has fallen asleep and the boy pace has slowed down. Then the woods clear. Gently the boy sets down his sister.
"We're here Kris" The girl rubs her eyes and yawns, still waking up from the short nap she took while he was carrying her. Her eyes look around with wonder when she finally opens them. All of her sleepiness has disappeared with excitement.
"Shay, it's a playground, like mom use to tell stories about." She wraps her small arms around Shay's knees before running off to explore. The boy laughs something that only she can bring out of him these days. They maybe almost 8 years apart but the last two Harper children need to stick together. With a smile he sits down on a swing, if he remembers if the description his mom gave was right. He leans back and sticks his legs out, trying to remember the actions that he had only heard about in stories. He was just getting the hang of it and starting to swing higher when Kris plopped down in the swing next to him. She kicked her legs out a few time making an effort to repeat her brother's motions. "Shay, how you doing that?"
"Lean back and swing your legs out as you go forward and then tuck in as you go back," Kris creased her brow and careful leaned back sticking her legs out. She almost fell of the swing she was leaning so far back. Shay put his legs down and stopped swinging. "Here kid, just sit there and I'll push." Shay pushed the little girl on the swing until she had gained some height. "Now kick your legs out," Shay said as he pushed her forward with as much force as she could muster Kris kicked her legs out. "No, just bring them out and back" A few more tries and Kris had finally gotten the hang of the swing. As she swung higher in the air she leaned back looking up.
"Shay, look"
"I see you Kris"
"No Shay, the stars" The boy looked up for a moment then back at his sister.
"Their the same starts that we always see"
"Yeah but now we're flying towards them." She leaned back again in the swing staring up into the sky. "I'm going be up there one day Shay. Among the stars, out in space, and it's going to be great." Kris continued swing and blabbed about her life among the stars. Shay just stared at his sister. She was too happy for him to point out reality, the reality that they would never be among the stars. She already knew what the reality of her life was, but still could dream against. The reality that was all Shay could see in his life right now, except when Kris showed him her dreams. And sometime for a moment, he could dream with his five year old sister, till reality came back. For right now though reality was starting to override the dreams. If they stayed any longer it would be daylight and almost impossible to sneak back into camp.
"Kris, we got to go." The little girl frowned but stopped pumping and slowly came back to earth and down from her dreams of the stars.
"Kay Shay." She hopped down and started walking along side her brother. Seeing her upset face Shay knelt down in front of her.
"Hop on." She hopped on her brothers back, her face filled with excitement for a piggy back ride back to camp. Together they headed back into the woods and away from their playground dreams.
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I am so high
I can hear heaven
I am so high
I can hear Heaven
But heaven
Can't hear me
Hero-Spiderman
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Splashing through puddles a fifteen year old boy hunts through the camps. He doesn't seem to notice the blood running down his face or the cuts on his feet where he has run through piles of glass. Panic fills his eyes, where could she be. He turns a corner and stops dead. There she is, his little sister sits there curled into a ball staring forward. Her face is blank as she looks at nothing. Seamus kneels beside her, "Kris, what happened." It's a stupid statement he knew from the moment he saw her he knew what had happened. Her clothes had been almost torn to pieces by those Niechzien basters, although Seamus knew it wasn't just the Niechziens who would do this to a young girl. Kris just continued staring forward rocking back and forth. "Come on, lets go home Kris."
"I said no and they won't stop Shay."
"It's ok Kris," Seamus started to wrap his arms around her but she batted them away.
"Not ok, never ok, not ok, never ok..." She chanted over and over. She hugged her knees tighter continuing not to look at Seamus, or anything. Her eyes just remained emotionless, staring straight forward. Seamus paced back and forth down the alley to Kris's chanting, running his hand through his hair. His sister, his little sister, how could this have happened to her. He paused for a moment and slammed his hand into the chain link fence that surrounded the camp. He hit it a few more times, until he heard the guards starting to move towards his position. Seamus ran to the end of the alley where Kris was still curled up rocking to her little chant.
"Come on, we're going home." Again Seamus reached his arms out to pick Kris but she bated them away. "You're safe now Kris," Kris looked up at him for a moment. Seamus scooped her up it his arms. Her blood covered his clothes and she winced in pain before she buried her head in his shoulder. She started mumbling something into his shoulder. It took him a moment to hear what she was saying, but when he did his face paled. "No safe, never safe, no safe…" He gulped and starting walking towards the shack that housed them and their parents
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Down on my knees again tonight
Hoping this prayer turns out right
There's a [girl] who needs your help
I've done all that I can do myself
See last quote
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"Shay calm down," Brennan said as he watched his cousin pace back and forth in front of his families hut.
"How can you say that, you saw her, what they did to her." Seamus stopped for a moment and pointed to the shack. His hands and clothes were still covered with his sister's blood. "I mean someone did that to her, some animal."
"She'll recover."
"How can you say that?"
"Because everyday someone is attacked like that in this ghetto, if it isn't the Niechziens it's one of the gangs. Almost everyone women in this ghetto has been… at least once."
"Bren this isn't some women, this is Kris."
"I know its Kris, and if someone who grew up here can dream of the stars, well…"
"I don't know Bren. You didn't see her. You didn't hear her. Damn it Bren, why her? Why?"
"It just happened."
"Well it shouldn't have, I'm her big brother. What good am I if I can't protect my own sister? Why couldn't I have protected her?" Seamus fell to the ground his legs no longer able to hold him as he collapse into a fit of crying. Brennan knelt beside his friend but he just batted him away.
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Can you hear me?
Am I getting through tonight?
Can you see [her]?
Can you make [her] feel alright?
You can hear me
Let me take [her] place somehow
See [she's] not just anyone
[She's] my [sister]
His my son-Mark Shultz
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