A/N: The poem in this chapter is original, it is our baby, and if you insult it we will send everything painful after you. We spent nearly forever working on it and making it perfect. KIOKO HAD TO HELP ME AND WE WORKED VERY VERY VERY VERY (many times over) HARD ON IT!!! …and since Kioko helped a lot I cannot protect you if you insult it. PAY VERY CLOSE ATTENTION TO IT AS IT IS VERY VERY VERY (MANY MORE TIMES OVER) IMPORTANT (cough hint cough). WE LOVE OUR POEM, IT IS OUR PRECIOUS!!! IN FACT WE WORKED SO HARD ON IT IF YOU DARE TO COMENT ON IT AT ALL WE WILL DARE YOU TO WRITE SOMETHING BETTER!!!! (Kioko: and not only will we dare you, we will skin you alive and feed you to all that is unsavory in Tarterus, which is the entire population of anything hell couldn't handle mind you!!!)
Journal Entry, Sorting once again: The last time there was any sorting I had been on the stage, now I was sitting down with Kioko and Draco on either side of me and watching as the new first-years were being sorted into their separate houses. The number of first years was rather low this year, according to Kioko and Draco. I wasn't surprised. Parents would probably rather their children go to other schools than Hogwarts, especially after all that's happened, Voldemort's return and the fact that his main target is in Hogwarts would probably give them reason to be afraid.
When the sorting hat was put into place its voice then rang out with song.
(A/N: THIS IS OUR VERY VERY VERY (many times over) PRECIOUS POEM! PAY ATTENTION!!!)
"Now once again I sit before you
To sing a song of tradition
To sort those who are of the newest generation
But not today can I deter
For a message I must deliver
To those with whom the fates doth play
To help you through the coming day
Creation by Separation
Destruction by Separation
Harmony by Separation
Silence draws them all
Darkness is your ally, your enemy
Sacrifice of a mother lives on inside
There are shadows in your home
Let them be your guide
Love is a fragile thing
Loves betrayal cost them all
Its effects continue to ring
Loves death brought the fall
An end to everything
Two fathers two mothers their children come to see
They never left the living plain on which they came to be
But in the stone they stayed unknown
Yet out again they've come, they've shown
Silence to be broken
A voice to be heard
The mares of night be shared
Your curse might yet be cured
Pages record with words unheard
Stars in hand unleash the past
Too late the lesson learned
The actions and words of the last
Your Chaos is around the corner
When Steel meets Ebony the chains shall appear
Greatest of Blacks will be before her
The trapped shall unlock the destruction that's near
The gate is open, two boxes within
One is death, and one will win
Surrounded by demons
Surrounded by dark
The planetless solder
Guards its heart.
The Birthplace of all
Could bring rise
Could bring fall
Conflict shall decide
The fate of all
Soft eyes, empty eyes to see anew
Violet, black, gray,
Those eyes reside in few
Eyes to come and save us from
That which hates the new"
(A/N: And now I will make sure you all know that a good half of this poem, and maybe more, should be credited towards the real Kioko, who is my muse, and would not let me be until the poem was perfect)
I cannot believe I remembered all that, but I suppose it's for the best that I have it written down. You can imagine the reactions. Whispering in the great halls, worried looks on the professors, and many eyes pointed in my direction. It's not secret that I have a large role in all of this, and it's obvious the hat was referring to the senshi.
In any case, the ceremony was forced into session, despite the hat's strange riddle. Three first years were put into Gryffindor, three into Slytherin, two into Ravenclaw, and four into Hufflepuff. Then it was time for the others to come up and be sorted.
"Now, for the first time ever, Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, welcomes Transfer students from other schools," said Professor McGonagall. She then unrolled another scroll and read from it. "Alchemy, Roku." She called.
Roku walked up on the stage. "Yo." He waved. I caught the professor rolling her eyes. Roku looked at the stool, "Do I have to sit on that?" he asked.
"No, you may stand and put the hat on yourself." The professor sighed.
Roku picked up the hat and put it on his head. "What a fashion statement." He said sarcastically, making several students snicker. Kioko, however, rolled her eyes.
"What a git." Draco whispered.
"I couldn't agree more." Kioko returned.
"Slytherin!!!" cried the hat. The Slytherins cheered, though some were unenthusiastic. Especially Kioko, whose head hit the table with a 'thunk', causing those closest to look at her as she hit her head again.
"I hate irony," she hissed, then she proceeded to start swearing in parcel tongue.
I would have warned Roku not to come over, but he was paying attention to nothing save Kioko. Who looked up to see where he was headed. I'm not sure what look she gave him, but it should have warned him not to sit down beside her. Still, he continued to smile charmingly and sat right down in the seat beside her, causing everyone who knew what was happening to stare and visibly move away.
"Oh dear." I sighed. Instantly Kioko reacted. I swear her temper is going to get her into trouble one of these days. Though it seemed she'd have to be facing a very, very powerful opponent before she would be in trouble for she, picked him up, slammed him into the table with a move I'm sure she adopted from Glaive practices, and threw him out the window. Yes the window, and these windows aren't low, oh no, they're fairly high up on the wall. And that's not to mention how far from the outside ground it was, which was rather far.
Now everyone was staring. Professor McGonagall was the first to regain her composure. "Miss Night! That is not the sort of way we expect our students to accept their guests!!!" She exclaimed loudly.
"HE DESERVED IT!!!" Kioko yelled back.
"Kioko!" I exclaimed to quiet her, "Please." I said more quietly.
"Professor Snape, will you kindly make sure Mr. Alchemy is alright." Dumbledore asked.
"Of course, Headmaster." Snape said, leaving the Great Hall.
"Please continue Professor McGonagall." He said, sitting down.
"Right, Hametsu, Aushran." McGonagall called.
Out stepped Aushran, wearing his normal black kimono attire and with his long hair gathered in a ponytail behind his head. I allowed myself to feel all the pink colors of emotions flying around the female portion of the school and shamefully giggled. I was sure the same thing happened when Roku came around, but I just couldn't resist the temptation to see how the school was reacting to my brother.
He was taller than Roku, not by too much, but still taller. So he had to kneel down to his knees for McGonagall to put the hat on his head. It looked like he was a knight, the way he moved and the way he seemed had a very Celtic air. "Slytherin!!!" The hat exclaimed. Cheers erupted from the Slytherin table.
"Is it just me, or did I just hear a lot of sighs from the other three houses?" Kioko whispered snickering. I blushed and giggled, feeling really guilty for doing so.
Aushran walked over to our table, moving like a shadow, his eyes downcast as if to keep people from noticing him even though he looked quite out of place. He seemed to be aiming to sit at the end of the table. But when he passed my chair it was as if something had his hair, and it did. Kioko had grabbed his long hair down near the bottom and wasn't letting him continue the way he was going. "Now where do you think you're going?" she asked. "You signed over the rights to your 'notice me not' sign the minute you met me."
"I assume you want me to sit down." He said, moving back so his hair wasn't being tugged.
"Now what ever gave you that idea? Sit, sit!" She ordered, grabbing his kimono and forcing him in the chair next to her. A small giggle that I didn't mean to let out escaped my throat. Kioko instantly gave me a sharp look.
"Was that really necessary?" Roku's voice arose as he appeared in the Great Hall, ringing out his hair with Snape leading him.
"Night, Kikyo." McGonagall called. Kikyo stepped out elegantly.
"CURSE YOU FOR SHARING MY LAST NAME, CURSE YOU, YOU—" Kioko yelled, but Aushran stopped her by putting his hand over her mouth.
"Please, don't." He said calmly.
"Aushraaaaan. That was my seat." Roku wined.
"Ahem! If we are quite finished!!!" The professor exclaimed, looking at me as if expecting me to stop all of this. I held up my hands to show her there was really nothing I could do.
"You shall not sit there." Kioko glared.
"Oh but I must! I don't get to sit beside such radiant beauty every day after all," he said, flashing her another charming smile.
"THAT'S IT!" Kioko exclaimed, she picked him up and was about to throw him out the window again.
"MISS NIGHT IF YOU THROW HIM OUT THE WINDOW ONE MORE TIME YOU WILL BE IN DETENTION FOR A WEEK!!!" Professor McGonagall yelled.
I looked over and noticed that Dumbledore was having a very hard time suppressing a large surrey of laughter, Professor Snape seemed rather amused, and most of the other teachers also looked like they were laughing a bit. Especially the new Astronomy teacher, who looked as though he was having a ball.
Kioko merely shrugged at the Professor's threat, "Fine." She said, she then turned and threw him at the wall, on the other side of the Great Hall. Roku fell, and then miraculously got back up, though looking a bit dizzy from the impact.
"I think I'd rather be thrown out the window, thank you professor." He said, clutching his head with one of his hands. Aushran started chuckling.
"AHEM!!!" Everyone finally turned their attention back to McGonagall. "Thank you!" She huffed, placing the hat upon Kikyo's head.
I could feel Kioko directing very…disturbing threats towards the hat. Not in the Silent Language, just loud and forcibly enough that I could get the basic idea. She was probably portraying these things through her eyes towards the hat if her thoughts could penetrate my defenses. "Ravenclaw!" The hat exclaimed, seeming rather nervous.
The Ravenclaws stood up and cheered loudly as Kikyo swept down towards the table with elegant grace.
I looked up, almost in shock when I saw that Roku had taken a seat across the table from us. I was too polite to say it out loud, but I was certainly thinking about how utterly reckless he had to be to do something like that.
"Suicidal mudblood." Draco whispered, I nudged him.
"Griffon, Kagen!" McGonagall called.
Kagen seemed fairly meek, not solemn like Aushran, reserve, as if he was unsure of a lot of things. He didn't exactly keep his face down. Hi let it stay up, but his deep magenta eyes were downcast, as if he was avoiding direct contact. He had blood-red hair, his bangs were down to his chin, while his back hair was kept in a ponytail, as it seemed to be the fashion for the school they came from apparently. It was hardly as long as Aushran and Roku's hair, however.
"Ravenclaw!" The hat exclaimed. Once again the Ravenclaws stood up and cheered.
"Sodin, Liam!" McGonagall called.
He was different; in fact Liam seemed the opposite of Kagen like how Roku was the opposite of Aushran. He looked at the crowd with a confident profile and almost dared it to try and bring him down. He had sky-blue eyes and his hair was platinum blond, a light silver that was shoulder length. Though it was a bit spiky and he had a head-band on. He seemed to wear his wizarding robes like a motorcycle jacket.
"I'll bet I can tell you exactly where he's going." Kioko whispered to me.
"Really? Where?" Roku asked. She gave him a sharp glare and turned her head back to me in a bit of a snobby gesture, which was rather unfair.
"Gryffindor." She told me.
"Gryffindor!!!" Called the hat.
"Ha! I was right!" Kioko said, leaning back in her seat as the Gryffindor table cheered jubilantly. "I'll bet the Hufflepuff girls are complaining right now. 'Three cute guys and we didn't get one of them!'" She said.
"Three? Red not your color?" Roku asked, looking over at Kagen.
Kioko twitched. I was currently trying to look inconspicuous in all of this. Wallflowers don't normally get dragged very deeply into uncomfortable situations like this. "No," Kioko said, "Idiots are not my type."
"Ah, the Gryffindor." Roku said. I inwardly sighed. Annoying her on purpose like how he did with Aushran had to be the worst possible way to attract Kioko's affections.
Calmly, Kioko picked up the silver bowl of pudding, lunged forward, and slapped it on his head, pudding side down. The pudding spluttered down his face, in his hair, down to his robes and all over the place.
"Um, Kioko is that really necessary?" I asked as she went back to eating.
"Mmmm, chocolate. My favorite." Roku said, licking the pudding from his face with his fingers.
Kioko stopped eating, she picked up a serving spoon that was suppose to be for the pudding, brought it back and then hit the metal bowl on Roku's head with it. It emitted a loud ring and the look of pain on Roku's face was rather…funny actually. He suddenly fell backwards in his chair, the bowl of pudding covering his face when I looked over to make sure he was alright.
"Roku-san?" I asked, almost scared that he'd finally fainted from all the physical abuse.
"Just Roku is fine." He said, taking off the bowl and smiling up with his face covered in pudding. "No need to be formal right?" he asked getting up and positioning his chair back the way it was.
"'No need to be formal'?" Kioko quoted. "Call me anything but Night-sama and you'll find there are things much worse than being thrown into a brick wall." She said.
"Oh I'm already quite sure there are." The next moment a fork was thrown just a millimeter away from his head and went into the stone wall behind him. Roku looked at it nervously. "Well, at least my beautiful face hasn't been mutilated."
"Hm, that would be a pity wouldn't it?" Kioko asked, fingering a knife.
"Miss Night will you please stop threatening the transfer students with sharp pointy objects?" Dumbledore called out, drawing anyone who wasn't watching at first to look over and see the spectacle. "And Mr. Alchemy, will you kindly stop provoking our resident knife thrower?" He asked.
"Oh goodness, Headmaster, I'm not provoking her, I'm hitting on her!" The next moment there was a knife in Roku's shoulder. Roku winced and gasped in pain. "Okay, I'm provoking her." He said.
"Normally, Mr. Alchemy, I would give Miss Night detention for this, but since it is, indeed, your fault, I will merely have to ask Miss Night to kindly stop throwing our knifes and tell you to go to the infirmary. Mr. Snape, would you kindly show him the way?" Asked Dumbledore.
"Of course." Said Professor Snape.
And so went our first day at Hogwarts. Kioko was fuming quite a bit while we were making our way back to the common room. "He's going to be there, I just know it." She hissed.
"Kioko, why do you hate him so much? I mean, merely flirting with you can't make you hate someone this much." I asked her.
"Would you believe me if I said I didn't know?" Kioko answered.
"Not really." I confessed.
"Fine, I don't like his hair, happy?" She said.
I sighed and let the subject drop. I could pick it up again when we got into our room to discuss the sorting hat's poem where we could speak in private.
When we entered sure enough, I saw Roku sitting on one of the couches, surrounded by the entire female Slytherin population, a few of which I knew weren't single, and others I could hardly picture lingering around a guy like how they were. I was rather surprised at the spectacle, mostly because I felt I knew Roku's personality already and it didn't seem like he'd be quite as annoyed with his position as he looked.
He perked up when he saw us, though, and sort of waded through the 'mob' towards us. "Aushran! Hotaru! Lady Night." He said, sweeping into a bow when he greeted Kioko, who looked ticked and annoyed at the same time.
"Roku, I hope you'll excuse me but I have to do this favor for my friend." Aushran said.
"Go ahead Aushran, we'll be waiting for you." He said, not taking his eyes off Kioko, who was giving him a glare in return.
But Aushran didn't leave; instead he reached over to grab Roku's shoulder gently, around his neck. The next moment Roku's eyes closed and he slumped to the floor. Kioko and I both looked at Aushran. "You know pressure points?" Kioko asked gleefully.
Aushran merely shrugged and picked up Roku. "Here you are Ladies." He said, tossing Roku onto the couch with little effort. But now some of the girls looked as though they were going to switch attentions towards Aushran.
Then Kioko did something that was so out of character I stood still in utter shock for a few moments. She jumped up and down, squealing "Thank you! Thank you!", and then hugged him before running off to our room. Ausrhan's voice broke my stupor.
"You know, I haven't known her for that long, but I am quite sure that is completely out of character." Aushran said, seeming to be in a good deal of shock himself.
I couldn't keep it down any longer. "(Giggle)…(Giggle giggle)…" And I continued to let out bursts of giggling that I was trying hard to fight off.
"Okay, why is everyone standing around like statues and why are you giggling?" Asked Draco, who had just come in.
"You don't want to know." I got out before running on to the room in order to hide my fits of giggling. I finally made it to our room, finding Kioko was changing the bed cover's colors back to what we had them instead of green and silver. I was still giggling of course, making the animals look at me strangely.
"What's with you?" Kioko asked.
"I should be asking you that. You just acted so out of character the entire Slytherin common room is still standing around in shock." I told her, unable to stop giggling.
"But why are you giggl—" Realization donned on her face, "Oooooh no! No, no, no, no! I was just thanking him for getting Alchemy off my back!" She defended forcibly.
"Oh but, I think you and Aushran would look just so sweet together." I told her.
"I've just had too much sugar!" Kioko retorted, though her face was still red.
I still giggled and shook my head. I sat down on my bed, now for the serious stuff. I took out a piece of paper and my quick pen and had it write down the hat's poem, word for word. I then handed the parchment to Kioko, whose face went solemn once she knew what I was preparing to discuss.
Kioko repeated the poem once, and then sat down beside me so we could look at it together. "Okay, the best way to crack riddles is to look through them stanza by stanza. First one was merely the hat saying that this was a message to be delivered to the Senshi through him. The second one is this:
Creation by Separation
Destruction by Separation
Harmony by Separation
Silence draws them all
"What do you make of it?" She asked.
"I don't know," I shook my head. "Perhaps it's talking about the houses, but that hardly makes sense. Creation, destruction, and harmony are three completely different ideas. How can being separated cause us to create and destroy something? And didn't the hat say that we should harmonize together and not apart last year?" I asked.
"'Silence draws them all', maybe it isn't talking about the houses." Kioko said looking at me.
"But what would he be talking about? The three words?" I asked. "We're suppose to combine, not separate. And how can silence draw everything if they're suppose to separate?" I asked, rubbing my head.
"I say we go on to the next stanza." Kioko suggested.
"Darkness is your ally, your enemy
Sacrifice of a mother lives on inside
There are shadows in your home
Let them be your guide" She read.
"Darkness is our ally? Perhaps it means that we should keep in secret, and being our enemy means that it isn't good for the other side to know things we don't." I said.
"The new weapon?" Kioko asked.
"Probably, we don't know what it is, and that's our enemy." I answered.
"Okay, what's it mean by 'Sacrifice of a mother lives on inside'? That just makes no sense to me." Kioko told me shaking her head.
I sighed, "Me neither. Let's move on. 'There are shadows in your home/ let them be your guide'. What do you think?" I asked.
"Shadows in our home…Well, maybe it has to do with something on Saturn? It was the shadowed planet." Kioko suggested.
"Or, it could mean the shadows themselves. When it's dark I can see everything perfectly, and I can feel silence around me, I see the waves of it and I feel like I can manipulate them. Maybe that's what it means." I suggested.
"Or both. Let's move on."
"Love is a fragile thing
Loves betrayal cost them all
Its effects continue to ring
Loves death brought the fall
An end to everything"
"I think I know." I said. "In some of my nightmares, I heard her scream out that someone killed the one she loved. That's probably why she came out in the first place."
"Yeah, I think I had that same nightmare. Okay, next one:
Two fathers two mothers their children come to see
They never left the living plain on which they came to be
But in the stone they stayed unknown
Yet out again they've come, they've shown" Kioko and I looked at each other questioningly. "I have no idea what that's suppose to mean, and I get the feeling that we'll be looking at this poem a lot during this one year alone." She said.
"It's meant to guide us, we should try hard to figure it out as soon as possible." I said. "Let's read the next one."
"Right:
Silence to be broken
A voice to be heard
The mares of night be shared
Your curse might yet be cured" We looked at each other again, though this time it seemed we knew what it meant. "'Silence to be broken' can refer to the answers we're seeking being shared by 'A voice to be heard'." She said.
I nodded. "'The mares of night be shared', nightmares, we share the same nightmares."
"'Your curse might yet be cured', well, those images are like a curse. But how do we cure it? We've shared our nightmares, it hasn't been working." Kioko said.
"I don't know, maybe when the 'Silence is broken' the curse will be lifted because then we'll know what's going on." I told her.
"Makes sense, sort of, now for the next one:
Pages record with words unheard
Stars in hand unleash the past
Too late the lesson learned
The actions and words of the last
"The Book of Silence." Kioko stated plainly. "That's what the first line states."
"But, I've tried to get it to tell me something, it refuses to give me information and comes up with blank pages." I said.
"'Stars in hand unleash the past', something with stars, maybe something has to be triggered in order to get the book to tell us these things." Kioko said.
"The Star Lights? Maybe they have something to do with the book." I said.
"'Too late the lesson learned', probably refers to Selenity and how she thought Mistress 9 was just Saturn's problem." Kioko suggested.
"Sounds plausible, 'The actions and words of the last', probably has something to do with what's inside the book." I said.
"So the Book of Silence was that one remaining record that Setsuna was talking about!" Kioko concluded. "But how do we make it tell us what happened?" She asked.
I shrugged. "I don't know. Perhaps the Star Lights have to touch it. 'Stars in hand unleash the past', maybe it's referring to the Star Light's hands." I offered.
"Dunno, maybe. Let's move on:
Your Chaos is around the corner
When Steel meets Ebony the chains shall appear
Greatest of Blacks will be before her
The trapped shall unlock the destruction that's near
"Well, that's a bit straightforward about what it's referring to." Kioko commented.
"We know Chaos is around the corner, but…what does it mean 'When Steel meets Ebony the chains shall appear'?" I asked.
"Maybe it's referring to Riddle, 'The trapped shall unlock the destruction that's near', Riddle is trapped by Chaos, the chains might refer to Chaos's hold on him. But the two middle lines, I don't know what they might mean." She said.
"Wait, the Ebony Key, remember what Harry said?! There's something else Chaos is after, like a set of one power or something. 'When Steel meets Ebony', 'Ebony' can be the Key, and 'Steel' is probably something else. He wants the Ebony Key, which we know is in Azkaban. But what's the Steel suppose to refer to?" I asked.
"Dunno, maybe some sort of sword, or another item that's usually made from steel." Kioko offered. "'Greatest of Blacks will be before her'. Well 'her' probably means you, I mean, considering your position in all of this. And 'Greatest of Blacks' could mean Sirius Black, remember you saved his life in the Department of Mysteries?" She said.
"So Sirius has something to do with this as well." I considered.
"Looks like it, of course 'Black' could also mean darkness like 'Ebony'. Could mean that you're the one who defeats Chaos." She said. "Anyways, let's move on." She said.
The gate is open, two boxes within
One is death, and one will win
Surrounded by demons
Surrounded by dark
The planetless solder
Guards its heart.
"Okay, remember when Dark Saturn said in that one nightmare that when I was reborn the gate to Tarterus would be open?" Kioko asked.
"Mistress 9 wants the boxes? What would be in them if it was surrounded by demons?" I asked.
"I don't know, but 'The planetless solder/ Guards its heart.' Sounds a lot like me. Greaaaaaaat." Kioko sighed. "I just happen to be top on the list of what we suspect is an enemy greater than Chaos. Don't I feel special?"
"At least you're not harboring her." I said with a bit of wry humor.
"Sorry Hotaru, it's just that…last year if you had told me I was 'The Guardian of Tarterus' I would have asked, 'What's a Tarterus?'. I'm starting to feel like I've been dragged into something by the fates, like all those adventure books on people saving the world and stuff? Who asked them to save the world? Who asked me if I wanted to be Sailor Tarterus? I mean, I know I shouldn't really be complaining. You have it worse off than I do, but I can't help but think this is all quite unfair." She said.
"No, it isn't fair. I wish more than anything I didn't have to be the Messiah of Silence, I feel as though Usagi could handle that sort of a responsibility much better than I could, but that's the way it is, and I'm still having to learn to accept it." I told her.
"Yeah, I suppose you're right, but I just feel like it's so unfair that we aren't given a choice, or even a way out of it. Anyways, on to the next stanza:
The Birthplace of all
Could bring rise
Could bring fall
Conflict shall decide
The fate of all" She read.
"I think that means the final battle will be held in the Cauldron." I said.
"That pretty much fits. Now for the last one:
Soft eyes, empty eyes to see anew
Violet, black, gray,
Those eyes reside in few
Eyes to come and save us from
That which hates the new" We looked at each other. "I have no idea." Kioko confessed.
"Um…well, what about those statues at the gates of Tarterus? The ones that kept Dark Saturn back in that one nightmare? You think they might be actual people?" I asked.
"Yeah, because one had amethysts for eyes, another had black opals, and the other had moonstones. Question is, how do we bring them to life? It just says that they'll come to save us from, whoever hates 'the new'." She said.
"Well, when something's new, it's pure and untainted. Without any darkness. So the one who hates the new, meaning they'd hate what was pure, must be Chaos." I said.
Kioko paused for a bit, merely staring at the poem, "IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE!!!" She suddenly busted out, grabbing at her hair. "There are missing lines! I just know it! And it's purposely being vague!!! Don't you think it could be just a bit more specific?! It's not as if we know all this stuff already!!!" She exclaimed.
"It's a riddle, a way to guide us. I think it's probably suppose to show us the way by having us guess these things. I once read this one series of books where the poem was suppose to lead the people down the right path, and they basically did what they were suppose to while they were trying to figure out what the poem meant." I said.
"Yeah, yeah, I guessed that. But I wish whoever told the hat to tell us the poem could have given us more clues as to what exactly we're suppose to be doing." She sighed.
"I know, but maybe that wouldn't be the best thing. Maybe it's being vague because if we knew what it was talking about we'd end up making the wrong choices." I said.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Still, this whole entire thing is just so darn frustrating!" she grumped, "And I'm tired of guessing at what the heck is going on! I hate being left in the dark!"
"I don't know…" I said.
"Huh?"
"I don't know if I really want an answer to all these mysteries." I confessed. "I've said this before I'm sure but, every time we gain more information, it just seems that much harder to bare. More than once I felt I was about to go mad because I couldn't handle it all. There's so much weighing down on my shoulders." I told her.
"Ah, well, we can yell out about the unfairness of it all together at least." She said, putting her hand around my shoulders in comfort. "At least you're not alone, right?"
"Yeah." I said, smiling up at her.