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Chapter 18: Foresight
The town was quiet. Kyle and Sara were inside, Mom was most likely inside cooking, and the other people of the town were going about their lives. But I was training. I swung at the practice dummy, something I had been doing since he left. He told me that he had to go to keep the group that attacked the town from attacking again. But if he was gone who would stop them from attacking in the mean time? I decided it was up to me to build up my skills and better myself, so that I would be able to help protect my home.
"Crystal! Supper! It's time to come in now!" I wiped my forehead and smiled toward the door.
"I'm coming!" I put my training tools away and walked inside. I went up to my room and grabbed a change of clothes, then went to the bath house. I decided I should get cleaned up before dinner. I must have smelled like sweat. Soaking in the tub, I had some time to myself. Some time aside from my training, to think about him. He told me he would return, and I believed him. I looked at the necklace he had given me. I hadn't taken it off since he left. I was hoping he would return. That the necklace would bring him back. I remembered seeing him, standing over that man in the fiery square. I saw him, bloody sword in hand. But there was a look of sadness in his eyes, like he regretted what he had done. Like he had just killed a friend.
After bathing I got dressed and went down to the kitchen. Kyle and Sue ran past me, having just finished their meal. I smiled and walked in as my mother greeted me.
"I hope you're hungry! There's lots here!"
"I'm starved! It smells great, thank you." I said as I sat down. The food was indeed delicious. After dinner I went up to my room. I laid down in my bed, but I didn't sleep yet. I thought about him for a while longer, but this time my thoughts were a little more personal. His tender lips. His kinds words. His thoughtful smile. I smiled myself, remembering these things about him, never wanting to forget. What I wouldn't have given to hold him in my arms again. What I wouldn't give for him to lie down his sword and stay with me, where he was safe. But I knew that if that was ever to happen, then he'd have to do what he was doing.
I sighed and decided I should get some sleep. I had chores to do tomorrow, and my training. As I slipped into the world of dreams I saw him, standing in the sun light with his back toward me. I started to run toward him, wondering if this was real. He turned and smiled warmly. I whispered his name and felt myself fall into a peaceful slumber.
"Crystal!" He turned and smiled warmly. I threw my arms around him tightly, crying hard.
"I missed you so much! When are you coming back?!" I screamed as he hugged me just as tight. I heard him hush me quietly.
"I'm sorry I've worried you so... I'll come back as soon as I'm done, I promise..." Suddenly, I heard an explosion behind me. I turned to find my town being burned again, attacked by the same people who attacked the first time. I turned back to him, but he wasn't there. Instead, I found a sword standing out of the ground. I knew what I had to do. I took the sword and held it high, ready for anyone. They were all lined up in front of me. I glared at them, vowing I wouldn't die. I would stare down Death himself if he dared cross me. I rushed at the soldiers, swinging with skill, precision, and hatred. Blood rained down from the sky. Ashes rose from the burning houses. Bodies fell left and right by my hand, but I showed no remorse. They were trying to kill me, my family, even him. I knew they'd never kill him. He was strong. I had to be strong as well. I fought harder as more and more bodies fell. I was surrounded by blood, fire and pain.
After all were dead, I turned around to find him, standing there, sword in hand. The pain I felt eased a little as I smiled, glad I could see him again. Then I felt nothing. He ran toward me as I started to fall.
I jerked up in bed, a cold sweat covering my face.
"A dream?" I asked myself. I was sure it was. I was still in my room, in my pajamas, in my bed. I sighed softly. Did the dream mean anything? I hoped not. I prayed not. I didn't want things to go that way. I laid back in bed softly, clearing my mind.
"It won't go that way..." I swore as I curled up in my blanket, trying to sleep again.
"... I'll die first."
Chapter 18: Foresight
The town was quiet. Kyle and Sara were inside, Mom was most likely inside cooking, and the other people of the town were going about their lives. But I was training. I swung at the practice dummy, something I had been doing since he left. He told me that he had to go to keep the group that attacked the town from attacking again. But if he was gone who would stop them from attacking in the mean time? I decided it was up to me to build up my skills and better myself, so that I would be able to help protect my home.
"Crystal! Supper! It's time to come in now!" I wiped my forehead and smiled toward the door.
"I'm coming!" I put my training tools away and walked inside. I went up to my room and grabbed a change of clothes, then went to the bath house. I decided I should get cleaned up before dinner. I must have smelled like sweat. Soaking in the tub, I had some time to myself. Some time aside from my training, to think about him. He told me he would return, and I believed him. I looked at the necklace he had given me. I hadn't taken it off since he left. I was hoping he would return. That the necklace would bring him back. I remembered seeing him, standing over that man in the fiery square. I saw him, bloody sword in hand. But there was a look of sadness in his eyes, like he regretted what he had done. Like he had just killed a friend.
After bathing I got dressed and went down to the kitchen. Kyle and Sue ran past me, having just finished their meal. I smiled and walked in as my mother greeted me.
"I hope you're hungry! There's lots here!"
"I'm starved! It smells great, thank you." I said as I sat down. The food was indeed delicious. After dinner I went up to my room. I laid down in my bed, but I didn't sleep yet. I thought about him for a while longer, but this time my thoughts were a little more personal. His tender lips. His kinds words. His thoughtful smile. I smiled myself, remembering these things about him, never wanting to forget. What I wouldn't have given to hold him in my arms again. What I wouldn't give for him to lie down his sword and stay with me, where he was safe. But I knew that if that was ever to happen, then he'd have to do what he was doing.
I sighed and decided I should get some sleep. I had chores to do tomorrow, and my training. As I slipped into the world of dreams I saw him, standing in the sun light with his back toward me. I started to run toward him, wondering if this was real. He turned and smiled warmly. I whispered his name and felt myself fall into a peaceful slumber.
"Crystal!" He turned and smiled warmly. I threw my arms around him tightly, crying hard.
"I missed you so much! When are you coming back?!" I screamed as he hugged me just as tight. I heard him hush me quietly.
"I'm sorry I've worried you so... I'll come back as soon as I'm done, I promise..." Suddenly, I heard an explosion behind me. I turned to find my town being burned again, attacked by the same people who attacked the first time. I turned back to him, but he wasn't there. Instead, I found a sword standing out of the ground. I knew what I had to do. I took the sword and held it high, ready for anyone. They were all lined up in front of me. I glared at them, vowing I wouldn't die. I would stare down Death himself if he dared cross me. I rushed at the soldiers, swinging with skill, precision, and hatred. Blood rained down from the sky. Ashes rose from the burning houses. Bodies fell left and right by my hand, but I showed no remorse. They were trying to kill me, my family, even him. I knew they'd never kill him. He was strong. I had to be strong as well. I fought harder as more and more bodies fell. I was surrounded by blood, fire and pain.
After all were dead, I turned around to find him, standing there, sword in hand. The pain I felt eased a little as I smiled, glad I could see him again. Then I felt nothing. He ran toward me as I started to fall.
I jerked up in bed, a cold sweat covering my face.
"A dream?" I asked myself. I was sure it was. I was still in my room, in my pajamas, in my bed. I sighed softly. Did the dream mean anything? I hoped not. I prayed not. I didn't want things to go that way. I laid back in bed softly, clearing my mind.
"It won't go that way..." I swore as I curled up in my blanket, trying to sleep again.
"... I'll die first."