Hello again! Back am I with another section of Peace. Nice to seeth I'm good at this. Responding to reviews:
Cecil-Darkwind: Thankth thine! I thinkst I will put in more COs.
Eagle Biggest Fan: Good that the fact that I killed thy fav character did not turn thou off.
Kensou Freak: Makeing people cryth was kinda my goal. It's excellent, huh? Great!
Mai Valentine1: No prob.
DISCLAIMER: Umm...until I taketh over the world, I don't own Advance Wars.
Peace, Part 2: Daughter of Kanbei
Smack! The hand flew across Sonja's cheek like a infantry's bullet. "A 'B-' in science?" boomed her father, emperor of the continent she was now lying on the ground of. "This is not how the child of the great Emperor Kanbei should act!"
"I'm sorry, Father," said Sonja, weakly and uneasily, "but I was so busy--"
"With your war games no doubt."
This was untrue, Sonja was busy having a social life, but she knew her father would not understand things like that. She was once...harshly disciplined for being at the mall until eight, even though they had never discussed a curfew.
"I just want--"
Kanbei interupted again. "It doesn't matter what you want! We respected our elders..." Sonja had run out, vainly trying to hold back the tears. Kanbei continued his shouting lecture, missing Sonja's exit.
Sonja lightly padded a powderpuff on her cheek to hide the pink mark. She heard an explotion of profanities downstairs, which meant Kanbei must have realized she was no longer there. Sonja knew Kanbei respected her as a CO, but did he really respect her-- or even recognize her --as a daughter? She couldn't think of a time--at least not since her mother died when Sonja was five-- when she really felt loved by Kanbei. The 'squabble' over her grades was more proof.
The sound of a breaking chair downstairs brought Sonja back to reality. She screamed down into the floor, "Is that what I am to you? Just another SUBJECT?!" Kanbei must have heard, because the sounds of destruction stopped, and Sonja guessed he was stomping up to her room. She would have to act fast. She picked up a piece of string and her standard safety handgun.
About fifteen seconds later, she sat silently on her bed, facing the wall with the door on it. Her plan she had made to give one final test to Kanbei was up and running. A heavy fist pounded on the other side of her door. "Sonja!" Kanbei's mad yell succeded the poundings. "How DARE you walk away from me!? Open this door so I can give you a piece of my mind!"
"I want to be left alone," said Sonja, calmly but firmly.
"WHAT, you defy me! OPEN THIS DOOR, SONJA!"
"Do it yourself. It's open. But, I want to be left alone," again, Sonja's tone was calm but firm.
"I don't care what you want!" screamed Kanbei. "And furthermore..."
Sonja watched the doorknob start to turn. "If you truly know me as your daughter, you will not open that door," she said. The brass knob continued its revolution. Sonja sighed.
Kanbei could not believe the nerve of Sonja. As he stepped back to fully open the door, he thought "First the grades, defying my orders, the subject remark...she is going to get several smacks. And that daughter sh--" BLAM! a gunshot jarred the Emperor out of his thoughts. Kanbei looked at Sonja sitting on the edge of her bed. She wore a look of both anger and sorrow. "W-what has happened?" asked Kanbei. Sonja answered.
"Peace."
Sonja then fell off her bed like a tipped domino, landing face down. A scarlet bloom began to strech across the floor. Kanbei recognized it instantly; blood. For some reason, he turned to the side of the door that fased Sonja's room. A string streched from the doorknob to hooks in the celing, and eventually got to the trigger of a gun somehow attached to the wall. The just-fired gun was pointing right where Sonja's heart was, not ten seconds ago. Kanbei rushed to Sonja, and picked her up, flipping her body over. He stared into her dull, lifeless eyes. He realized why she had done this, and began to cry. Kanbei, mighty emperor of Yellow Comet, cried. Kanbei repeated Sonja's last word.
"Peace."
Kanbei cradled Sonja's body, holding his daughter for what seemed like the first time.
Wow...A tear ist actually coming to my eye....R&R, thine knowest the drill...
Cecil-Darkwind: Thankth thine! I thinkst I will put in more COs.
Eagle Biggest Fan: Good that the fact that I killed thy fav character did not turn thou off.
Kensou Freak: Makeing people cryth was kinda my goal. It's excellent, huh? Great!
Mai Valentine1: No prob.
DISCLAIMER: Umm...until I taketh over the world, I don't own Advance Wars.
Peace, Part 2: Daughter of Kanbei
Smack! The hand flew across Sonja's cheek like a infantry's bullet. "A 'B-' in science?" boomed her father, emperor of the continent she was now lying on the ground of. "This is not how the child of the great Emperor Kanbei should act!"
"I'm sorry, Father," said Sonja, weakly and uneasily, "but I was so busy--"
"With your war games no doubt."
This was untrue, Sonja was busy having a social life, but she knew her father would not understand things like that. She was once...harshly disciplined for being at the mall until eight, even though they had never discussed a curfew.
"I just want--"
Kanbei interupted again. "It doesn't matter what you want! We respected our elders..." Sonja had run out, vainly trying to hold back the tears. Kanbei continued his shouting lecture, missing Sonja's exit.
Sonja lightly padded a powderpuff on her cheek to hide the pink mark. She heard an explotion of profanities downstairs, which meant Kanbei must have realized she was no longer there. Sonja knew Kanbei respected her as a CO, but did he really respect her-- or even recognize her --as a daughter? She couldn't think of a time--at least not since her mother died when Sonja was five-- when she really felt loved by Kanbei. The 'squabble' over her grades was more proof.
The sound of a breaking chair downstairs brought Sonja back to reality. She screamed down into the floor, "Is that what I am to you? Just another SUBJECT?!" Kanbei must have heard, because the sounds of destruction stopped, and Sonja guessed he was stomping up to her room. She would have to act fast. She picked up a piece of string and her standard safety handgun.
About fifteen seconds later, she sat silently on her bed, facing the wall with the door on it. Her plan she had made to give one final test to Kanbei was up and running. A heavy fist pounded on the other side of her door. "Sonja!" Kanbei's mad yell succeded the poundings. "How DARE you walk away from me!? Open this door so I can give you a piece of my mind!"
"I want to be left alone," said Sonja, calmly but firmly.
"WHAT, you defy me! OPEN THIS DOOR, SONJA!"
"Do it yourself. It's open. But, I want to be left alone," again, Sonja's tone was calm but firm.
"I don't care what you want!" screamed Kanbei. "And furthermore..."
Sonja watched the doorknob start to turn. "If you truly know me as your daughter, you will not open that door," she said. The brass knob continued its revolution. Sonja sighed.
Kanbei could not believe the nerve of Sonja. As he stepped back to fully open the door, he thought "First the grades, defying my orders, the subject remark...she is going to get several smacks. And that daughter sh--" BLAM! a gunshot jarred the Emperor out of his thoughts. Kanbei looked at Sonja sitting on the edge of her bed. She wore a look of both anger and sorrow. "W-what has happened?" asked Kanbei. Sonja answered.
"Peace."
Sonja then fell off her bed like a tipped domino, landing face down. A scarlet bloom began to strech across the floor. Kanbei recognized it instantly; blood. For some reason, he turned to the side of the door that fased Sonja's room. A string streched from the doorknob to hooks in the celing, and eventually got to the trigger of a gun somehow attached to the wall. The just-fired gun was pointing right where Sonja's heart was, not ten seconds ago. Kanbei rushed to Sonja, and picked her up, flipping her body over. He stared into her dull, lifeless eyes. He realized why she had done this, and began to cry. Kanbei, mighty emperor of Yellow Comet, cried. Kanbei repeated Sonja's last word.
"Peace."
Kanbei cradled Sonja's body, holding his daughter for what seemed like the first time.
Wow...A tear ist actually coming to my eye....R&R, thine knowest the drill...