Note: That means "Cast in the name of god, bring her back to me". Babel Fish is stupid)
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Torn looked out over the balcony of the new palace. This was going to be his and Janovah's home...but she was gone.
She was dead.
It had all happened so fast. They were on an eco tanker, picking up ill-gotten eco for the war effort, and then there was shudder of the ship, and a scream. He ran out on the deck, and on a section, there was blood...red blood, over the side. Deep in his mind, he knew...but he tried not to. It couldn't be...There was a wire, stretched as though something were hanging from it. He dared peek over the side...
It was Janovah.
Her arm was twisted in the wire, in a slightly odd angle, but her arm was going to break any second. There was a flowering wound on her shoulder, blood leaked from it, and the sight made him nausious. He'd seen more blood than that before, but it was coming from a woman he loved. But then a streak of orange flashed by his eyes and collided with Janovah's side. She yelled with agony...a cry that peirced his mind, and sent fear and pain through his body. Her eyes were closed...she was no longer aware of her uncertain fate. He reached for her injured arm, but it was too far down. With a terrifying sound, another flash whipped by, and hit the wire. With a 'clink' of fate, the world stopped turning, time stood still...and then she fell. Her fingers grazed his before the plummet.
And then she was gone.
He was sitting by a barrel, his head leaned back. A fresh memory entered his mind...The party, after Errol's defeat...
flashback
There was a large crowd. Torn glommed into the back. He hated these parties. Ashlein was away for city business, after Jak had proposed to her. He hated him. Ashlein left him for Jak. He hadn't cared much for her in the first place, but STILL. Jak was alone, not suprisingly, but was being approached, by a young girl. She was covered in orange fur, wore all black, and stared at Jak with such a desiring look. Her eyes were blood red. It was a Dash, a former member of the KG. People say she joined because of something about her past, but nobody seemed to know what that was. She was holding a clay cup...Jak turned around, suprised by her presence.
Dash: Congratulations...
She held the cup up to him, and he took it and drank from it...
Dash: Your people are loyal to you...
She was turning to leave, but Jak stopped her, and they started to talk softly. He could sense a connection. They were a good match. He saw...Jak held her hand. This wasn't their first encounter, Jak met her in Freedom HQ, and seemed very interested by her. It was no more than a couple minutes chat, but there was a sense of relation. Then Jak lifted her face, and kissed her forehead. Torn was not suprised. Jak led her out of the party...
returns to present scene
It was a bitter-sweet story, just like his. Janovah and Jak were both dead. Lost from those who'd loved them. Jak had not loved Ashlein at all...Dash was the one for him. Yet, he stayed with Ashlein. He had Janovah. Torn suddenly felt ashamed at a memory...
He actually slept with Dash. More than once. KG's, male and female, got fuck buddies and slept around. That's how he'd known her; She was his fuck buddy. She was only twelve, too. A fresh KG. He laughed inwardly; EVERY KG had a fuck buddy. Ashlein did it too. Even Janovah knew he had one. He admitted it, but explained he wasn't like that anymore. He didn't tell her it was Dash though. Dash had really screwed herself up. But then, telling from the things he'd heard about her past he could tell she never had, didn't have, and never will have a clear image of how life should work.
Among the rumors were that Errol beat her up. Alot. No suprise there. Another more gruesome thing is that when she was ten Errol and his fellow KG gang-raped her until she agreed to join the KG. And without knowing it she took some brutality with her. She was thirty-one now. Hardly the dumpy child he had known. Torn was thirty-seven. Janovah was eighteen, Kat, seventeen. After the Baron was disbanded, Dash joined the Freedom League as a much different person. He found that ahe was actually very warm-hearted person, just afraid to show it. He could really tell, with the way she treated Janovah. Like her younger sister, a daughter even. Dash would've made a great mother, but she was getting older, and Torn doubted she would ever find love after her rendevous with Jak. Torn had sometimes imagined Jak marrying Dash instead. But he quit after Janovah came. Janovah was a blessing, her distintive personality, and after all the abuse, she was still trusting and loving.
She took after Dash.
But it then stung him-Janovah was dead. He remebered. And another thing eating at him was Dash's recent behaviour. She was a like drone. For a second, he becoming afraid that he might becoming too close to Dash...No...that was silly. Dash was like his little sister. Right?