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'The black sheeps'
His breath still seemed as if it still covered her, even through that night was over a week ago. A silence had taken over of what little or small connection her and her father had ever had after Lisa's death or before for that matter. They were now going to the next fume of the 9th territory, her father had just finished destroying what ever was left of Veelox and now was going to slowly but surely kill the inhabitants of Hergol. Her father now had white blonde hair, green eyes and was deathly pale. Of coarse her father, Dane had already devised a plan on how to bring this already chaotic territory into more grief. Through Dane never told Alex his plans anymore, like he used to. He was starting to realize that his little girl whom he truly loved; was straying away from him.
'Two black sheep' he would say to Alex, Alex would turn towards her father and wait for the next part of the speech, which he always told her before he would ruin a territory. It was now ritual.
"We are, you and I. Are black sheep, who have strayed from the heard. Some may call us sinners? Others call us insane. But I, I call us rogues. We are the sheep that did not agree with the heard so we went off by ourselves. And therefore just because we do something different to the heard— doesn't mean we're going anything wrong." Alex had never really understood why he told her this— more as if she didn't understand it. But now it did make sense, she still hated Dane, but what if it was this so called 'Press' the one doing wrong? How did she know that Dane was the evil one?
'"Never trust what you believe. Never trust your first senses."' Her mother had always said. And she had always believed this, it was like how first impressions can be wrong. It was the same with senses. She disregarded these thoughts and turned away from her father and then looked back.
"Why are we black sheep?" she asked her voice giving no sense of emotion. Dane looked at his daughter these were probably the first words she had said to him since the 'bitch's death' he would call it.
There was a silence. Then he answered her question: -
"We are the black sheep, because we think differently to the heard. And make different choices, which seem wrong to the heard. But we enforce our different choices." He finished her black eyes still staring aimlessly at her father as they trod the dirt pathway.
"No. Why are we the black sheep? Why must we be different to the heard?" Alex asked her secret foe.
"Because I think differently to the heard and because I think differently and do what I think. And I can cannot live in what I think is wrong, and therefore the heard hates me and because you are my daughter you will not be accepted in the heard anymore." She nodded in silence. Then Dane added:
"That's why we are the black sheep." While Dane was answering her question he could feel tears swelling up in the back of his eyes. He truly did love his daughter, and because he truly loved her he said these words and made sure she did as he said…