The sorrow from within.
" I wish I could see your eyes, I didn't really get a chance to before" He was showing emotion, and he was mentally kicking himself because he was the most feared general in Gaea, but he was showing weakness to this girl.
" Would you care to see them?" Hope whispered back.
Dilandau was startled by the small whisper, she wasn't supposed to wake up for 4 days, but she has woken up in a matter of minutes. The room fell silent and hope kept her eyes shut for not knowing what Dilandau would do. But all she heard was the door opening and shutting again.
" I guess Im not as weak as he thinks" Hope smiled and let herself drift into a light sleep for she suspected that she would be visited by a unwanted guest.
Chapter 3: tears of the forest caused by memories.
It was about 5 am on the mystic moon and Hope was still in a light sleep but was plagued by memories of her father. She hadn't seen these dreams since she was young, after he died. While Hope slept Folken stepped in to the room along with Dilandau. Dilandau explained everything that happened before, leaving out certain things. Folken watched her toss and turn while she slept, he predicted she was having a nightmare but he was wrong although he didn't know. There were small streams of salty tears coursing from her eyes, as she wasn't able to escape the endless torment.
~* Inside Hope's dream*~
They where on a small ranch outside of the city limits, Hope was helping her father with the crop out in the field. This was Hope's first year helping her father alone, her brother always helped but he was away at college. They rarely talked out in the fields, they found it a distraction from the task at hand. But today was an exception.
" So Hope, your going into grade 1 now, right?" Her father asked looking up from the dirt covered ground.
" Yes sir, I am" Hope responded with a smile. Hope was only 6 years old at the time, and inexperienced in the world.
" Well that's good,always make sure you do well in school, cause you don't want to end up like a old farmer like me so far behind the times," he laughed at his glance over his life. " Besides, you'll want to work in the city by then, since your so much more intelligent than you aging father" he laughed again.
After they were finished bringing in the remaining crop they had to tend to the horses. Her father was packing up the extra hay while Hope brushed the horses. After she was done brushing the stallions she went up to the top of the barn and started stacking the light, brown crates full of seed for the next crop. She heard the slight creaking of the barn door opening, and she stayed quite. She knew her father would call her before he left, and tell her. She gazed over the edge of the wooden plank of the barn's upper level. She saw a man with black hair and a weird gun. Her father had asked what the man had wanted and when the man didn't answer her father politely asked him to leave since he had a lot of work to do.
When the man didn't leave her father became angry and asked again why the mysterious man was here on their land. The man only whispered a few short words, barely above hearing level.
" I only want you, Isamo " he whispered. Only Hope really knew what he said since she was so much younger than her father and her hearing was twice as good.
" What did you say?" Isamo asked straining to hear the young mans voice.
Before anything else was able to occur there was a loud blast, and a short thump. As the roaring blast was occurring Hope had shut her eyes and cover her ears. She looked over the plank and seen the man had left, her eyes were suddenly pulled to a puddle of crimson liquid. A quick gasp startled Hope as she noticed what had made the strange sound. Her father was lying on top of a pile of hay,.. bleeding. She rushed to her fathers side, seeing the sadness in his eyes.
" Daddy" Hope said, her body shaking and her eyes clouded over with tears.
" Now don't cry, you don't want the last thing your father sees is his strong daughter crying?" He said with short breaths.
" But dad, your going to make it right, your not going to leave us like Shenji did?" She said while holding his large hand in her own.
" Im sorry Hope, but I think this is all this old body can handle. But what have I told you, when I became i'll you were not to cry for me, you are supposed to be strong for your mother" He said in a weak but sturdy command.
Hope stood up and wiped away the tears, dropping her fathers hand. He was dead. It was June 15th, Hope was six years old and just witnessed her father being shot. She walked out of the barn, her head held high. She was covered in the thick red liquid that once flowed freely from her fathers body.
Hope's mother had just came out and was going to call them both in for dinner when she seen her young daughter bathed in blood walking towards the house.
Hope mom was very beautiful, she had the long silver hair and the tall curved body. But she had bright blue eyes, not like Hope's, it was her father that had the blood red eyes.
" Hope, what happened?!!" Her mother ran across the yard and took a good look at her to see if she was the one who was bleeding.
" Im sorry that this happened, maybe if I would have done something this wouldn't have happened" She said looking down at the drenched clothing.
" What happened Hope, tell me!" He mother demanded.
" Fathers dead, he was shot" She said raising her eyes to her mothers gaze. She was crying, and she slowly sank down to the ground.
Hope's face was drenched in cold sweat and her breathing was faster than normal.
Folken and Dilandau looked at eachother confused with the girl in front of them. Dilandau left without a second thought but Folken stayed and watched as her actions returned back to normal. He then left without saying a word.
As the cell door was shutting Hope opened one eye and seen it was Folken. She silently dried her tears and went back to sleep.
Authors note:
There you have it the next chapter! Please R&R cause I need more suggestions because my writers block had become worse.
Thanz for reading.
" I wish I could see your eyes, I didn't really get a chance to before" He was showing emotion, and he was mentally kicking himself because he was the most feared general in Gaea, but he was showing weakness to this girl.
" Would you care to see them?" Hope whispered back.
Dilandau was startled by the small whisper, she wasn't supposed to wake up for 4 days, but she has woken up in a matter of minutes. The room fell silent and hope kept her eyes shut for not knowing what Dilandau would do. But all she heard was the door opening and shutting again.
" I guess Im not as weak as he thinks" Hope smiled and let herself drift into a light sleep for she suspected that she would be visited by a unwanted guest.
Chapter 3: tears of the forest caused by memories.
It was about 5 am on the mystic moon and Hope was still in a light sleep but was plagued by memories of her father. She hadn't seen these dreams since she was young, after he died. While Hope slept Folken stepped in to the room along with Dilandau. Dilandau explained everything that happened before, leaving out certain things. Folken watched her toss and turn while she slept, he predicted she was having a nightmare but he was wrong although he didn't know. There were small streams of salty tears coursing from her eyes, as she wasn't able to escape the endless torment.
~* Inside Hope's dream*~
They where on a small ranch outside of the city limits, Hope was helping her father with the crop out in the field. This was Hope's first year helping her father alone, her brother always helped but he was away at college. They rarely talked out in the fields, they found it a distraction from the task at hand. But today was an exception.
" So Hope, your going into grade 1 now, right?" Her father asked looking up from the dirt covered ground.
" Yes sir, I am" Hope responded with a smile. Hope was only 6 years old at the time, and inexperienced in the world.
" Well that's good,always make sure you do well in school, cause you don't want to end up like a old farmer like me so far behind the times," he laughed at his glance over his life. " Besides, you'll want to work in the city by then, since your so much more intelligent than you aging father" he laughed again.
After they were finished bringing in the remaining crop they had to tend to the horses. Her father was packing up the extra hay while Hope brushed the horses. After she was done brushing the stallions she went up to the top of the barn and started stacking the light, brown crates full of seed for the next crop. She heard the slight creaking of the barn door opening, and she stayed quite. She knew her father would call her before he left, and tell her. She gazed over the edge of the wooden plank of the barn's upper level. She saw a man with black hair and a weird gun. Her father had asked what the man had wanted and when the man didn't answer her father politely asked him to leave since he had a lot of work to do.
When the man didn't leave her father became angry and asked again why the mysterious man was here on their land. The man only whispered a few short words, barely above hearing level.
" I only want you, Isamo " he whispered. Only Hope really knew what he said since she was so much younger than her father and her hearing was twice as good.
" What did you say?" Isamo asked straining to hear the young mans voice.
Before anything else was able to occur there was a loud blast, and a short thump. As the roaring blast was occurring Hope had shut her eyes and cover her ears. She looked over the plank and seen the man had left, her eyes were suddenly pulled to a puddle of crimson liquid. A quick gasp startled Hope as she noticed what had made the strange sound. Her father was lying on top of a pile of hay,.. bleeding. She rushed to her fathers side, seeing the sadness in his eyes.
" Daddy" Hope said, her body shaking and her eyes clouded over with tears.
" Now don't cry, you don't want the last thing your father sees is his strong daughter crying?" He said with short breaths.
" But dad, your going to make it right, your not going to leave us like Shenji did?" She said while holding his large hand in her own.
" Im sorry Hope, but I think this is all this old body can handle. But what have I told you, when I became i'll you were not to cry for me, you are supposed to be strong for your mother" He said in a weak but sturdy command.
Hope stood up and wiped away the tears, dropping her fathers hand. He was dead. It was June 15th, Hope was six years old and just witnessed her father being shot. She walked out of the barn, her head held high. She was covered in the thick red liquid that once flowed freely from her fathers body.
Hope's mother had just came out and was going to call them both in for dinner when she seen her young daughter bathed in blood walking towards the house.
Hope mom was very beautiful, she had the long silver hair and the tall curved body. But she had bright blue eyes, not like Hope's, it was her father that had the blood red eyes.
" Hope, what happened?!!" Her mother ran across the yard and took a good look at her to see if she was the one who was bleeding.
" Im sorry that this happened, maybe if I would have done something this wouldn't have happened" She said looking down at the drenched clothing.
" What happened Hope, tell me!" He mother demanded.
" Fathers dead, he was shot" She said raising her eyes to her mothers gaze. She was crying, and she slowly sank down to the ground.
Hope's face was drenched in cold sweat and her breathing was faster than normal.
Folken and Dilandau looked at eachother confused with the girl in front of them. Dilandau left without a second thought but Folken stayed and watched as her actions returned back to normal. He then left without saying a word.
As the cell door was shutting Hope opened one eye and seen it was Folken. She silently dried her tears and went back to sleep.
Authors note:
There you have it the next chapter! Please R&R cause I need more suggestions because my writers block had become worse.
Thanz for reading.