Authors note: Sorry guys, I forgot a disclaimer in my first chapter, and,
well, I'm lazy, so I'm adding it here. The only thing in this story that is
mine is the ideas and plots that are cooked up in my brain.
Also, a big Thank You to "Aysen" who reviewed my first chapter the day it
came out, but sorry, explaining the connection between Dart and Shana would
take forever. Maybe I can work a flash-back into the story in future
chapters though.
Darksided Futures
Chapter 2
Dart knew where he was going, but he didn't like it. The Tree of Creation, where the moon fell to the earth ten years ago, seemed like the reasonable first place to look for an answer, but the memories of the battles there haunted his dreams, and the thought of going back there, where Shana was almost lost to him, made him sick to the stomach, like being overly homesick, but not quite. It was a ten week walk to the destination, and Dart didn't have the supplies to carry him there, so stops at every town were necessary. The first two weeks passed without incident. On the third week of his journey, Dart was leaving a small village when the feeling came, a dark abiding feeling, the feeling that a shadow with unsurpassed power was waiting for his death, to drag him into the abyss of hell.
"The man in the black cloak." Dart thought to himself. Dart kept walking, letting his warrior's hyper-scene of an oncoming battle guide him. His footsteps quieted, his breathing became shallow and low, so he could hear oncoming footfall. Then it came, the sound of soft, but running feet. The fight was running towards him at a very high speed.
"He doesn't know that I've noticed." Dart thought, "He's right handed, like me, and likes to swing high with lots of power. like me. If I turn to the left, I can catch his kidney with the sword, and use his momentum to drive it into him."
The time to attack came.
Dart readied his maneuver, swinging left, but, wait. The sword was in the left hand of his attacker! His strike was countered and parried, and a swift kick to the chest brought Dart to the ground on his back. Quickly he propped himself up to see his attacker. This wasn't the man who had attacked him and took Shana. This person had a feminine build; long slender legs, narrow wrists that had know the art of swordsmanship for a very long time, and a slim waist that brought out the curves of her hips. She threw aside the hood of her traveler's cloak.
"R-Rose?" Dart stuttered
"Don't act so surprised Dart!" the words spilled from her mouth like a venom, "You will pay for what you have done!"
"Rose, what are you talking about!?"
"Do not play stupid with me Dart! You killed them! You killed all of them! Kongle, Hashel, Miranda, Albert, and Meru. All dead by your hand! Where's Shana? Did you smother her in her sleep, Dart?" rage was etched on her face, an unchecked rage that leaked into hysteria.
"W-what are you talking about Rose!? I haven't killed anybody!"
Rose yelled a war cry at Dart and charged, her rapier poised to kill Dart where he knelt on his knees. A strange sensation came over Dart, a sensation that made him feel light, and made everything move slowly.
"Is this what it's like to face death?" Dart thought
"No" said his own, but not his own voice, "This is what it is to live. live Dart."
Dart had no idea what was happening, he couldn't decide if he was being talked to, or just talking to himself, but everything seemed to briefly go black, as if he had closed his eyes to listen to a sweet song. A pressure on his arms took him out of the trance. He jerked his eyes open. Rose was before him, not charging to kill him, but impaled upon his sword, his arms stretched forth with the sword pointed strait, his sword had gone through her sternum. In a hysterical panic, he let go of the handle, and Rose fell to her knees, at eye level with Dart.
"R-r-rose, I didn't."Dart stammered, but stopped as blood gushed from Rose's punctured lungs, and onto Dart. "Rose." he began to weep, and grasped her shoulders, hugging her body to his. "Rose. I..I." words could not come.
Hours passed in this way before Dart began to dig a grave with his hands. He gently began lowering Rose's body into the pit when a glimmer of light caught his eye. On a necklace she wore was Rose's dragoon spirit. Carefully he removed it and held it to his heart. After filling the grave with dirt, and placing wildflowers on top of the mound, Dart went to place the dark dragoon spirit with his own divine dragoon spirit. He opened his pouch and dropped it. In it was five other dragoon spirits, all of them, blue, gold, green. they were all there.
"No" Dart breathed as he backed away, "No. I did not. kill my friends."
"Yes Dart, you did." Dart spun at the sound of the voice behind him. He himself stood there, in the black cloak with platinum trim.
"You killed them." Dart said in a dark tone of voice, and the man before him said the exact same thing at the same time, in the same tone.
"Now then Dart, all you must do now is kill me. and take my place as Soa." He said, and disappeared.
Dart fell to the ground and began to weep again.
Darksided Futures
Chapter 2
Dart knew where he was going, but he didn't like it. The Tree of Creation, where the moon fell to the earth ten years ago, seemed like the reasonable first place to look for an answer, but the memories of the battles there haunted his dreams, and the thought of going back there, where Shana was almost lost to him, made him sick to the stomach, like being overly homesick, but not quite. It was a ten week walk to the destination, and Dart didn't have the supplies to carry him there, so stops at every town were necessary. The first two weeks passed without incident. On the third week of his journey, Dart was leaving a small village when the feeling came, a dark abiding feeling, the feeling that a shadow with unsurpassed power was waiting for his death, to drag him into the abyss of hell.
"The man in the black cloak." Dart thought to himself. Dart kept walking, letting his warrior's hyper-scene of an oncoming battle guide him. His footsteps quieted, his breathing became shallow and low, so he could hear oncoming footfall. Then it came, the sound of soft, but running feet. The fight was running towards him at a very high speed.
"He doesn't know that I've noticed." Dart thought, "He's right handed, like me, and likes to swing high with lots of power. like me. If I turn to the left, I can catch his kidney with the sword, and use his momentum to drive it into him."
The time to attack came.
Dart readied his maneuver, swinging left, but, wait. The sword was in the left hand of his attacker! His strike was countered and parried, and a swift kick to the chest brought Dart to the ground on his back. Quickly he propped himself up to see his attacker. This wasn't the man who had attacked him and took Shana. This person had a feminine build; long slender legs, narrow wrists that had know the art of swordsmanship for a very long time, and a slim waist that brought out the curves of her hips. She threw aside the hood of her traveler's cloak.
"R-Rose?" Dart stuttered
"Don't act so surprised Dart!" the words spilled from her mouth like a venom, "You will pay for what you have done!"
"Rose, what are you talking about!?"
"Do not play stupid with me Dart! You killed them! You killed all of them! Kongle, Hashel, Miranda, Albert, and Meru. All dead by your hand! Where's Shana? Did you smother her in her sleep, Dart?" rage was etched on her face, an unchecked rage that leaked into hysteria.
"W-what are you talking about Rose!? I haven't killed anybody!"
Rose yelled a war cry at Dart and charged, her rapier poised to kill Dart where he knelt on his knees. A strange sensation came over Dart, a sensation that made him feel light, and made everything move slowly.
"Is this what it's like to face death?" Dart thought
"No" said his own, but not his own voice, "This is what it is to live. live Dart."
Dart had no idea what was happening, he couldn't decide if he was being talked to, or just talking to himself, but everything seemed to briefly go black, as if he had closed his eyes to listen to a sweet song. A pressure on his arms took him out of the trance. He jerked his eyes open. Rose was before him, not charging to kill him, but impaled upon his sword, his arms stretched forth with the sword pointed strait, his sword had gone through her sternum. In a hysterical panic, he let go of the handle, and Rose fell to her knees, at eye level with Dart.
"R-r-rose, I didn't."Dart stammered, but stopped as blood gushed from Rose's punctured lungs, and onto Dart. "Rose." he began to weep, and grasped her shoulders, hugging her body to his. "Rose. I..I." words could not come.
Hours passed in this way before Dart began to dig a grave with his hands. He gently began lowering Rose's body into the pit when a glimmer of light caught his eye. On a necklace she wore was Rose's dragoon spirit. Carefully he removed it and held it to his heart. After filling the grave with dirt, and placing wildflowers on top of the mound, Dart went to place the dark dragoon spirit with his own divine dragoon spirit. He opened his pouch and dropped it. In it was five other dragoon spirits, all of them, blue, gold, green. they were all there.
"No" Dart breathed as he backed away, "No. I did not. kill my friends."
"Yes Dart, you did." Dart spun at the sound of the voice behind him. He himself stood there, in the black cloak with platinum trim.
"You killed them." Dart said in a dark tone of voice, and the man before him said the exact same thing at the same time, in the same tone.
"Now then Dart, all you must do now is kill me. and take my place as Soa." He said, and disappeared.
Dart fell to the ground and began to weep again.