Understanding Your Destiny
P.O.V.: Shinara
Thanks so much for the reviews! I got 4 so far! It may not be that much but this is my first story! And I will take your advice about the anonymous and the thinking part. Haschel isn't her grandfather it is short for great-granpa. Kay?
"Now I don't want to hear any of this useless bickering. You two don't say anything if it doesn't concern you, just listen and learn. Okay?" Haschel demanded of them. Instead of saying yes, me and that boy defiantly nodded our heads.
How could Grandpa do this? Go and adopt this thing and call him his son. I knew he was, like, well I don't know how to say this. I hope he doesn't stay long.
They started discussing things about a journey and people who should come. They said Hannan. They even started naming a few of my friends, Bognor, Cecril, and Saquel. That is what got my attention.
"Don't bring them into this! They have nothing to do with my troubles!" I yelled. I didn't want them hurt or anything from what I was going into. I don't want them to get hurt. I don't want Saquel to hate me because he doesn't understand what I am going through. He is the closest thing I have to a big brother.
"These are not your troubles. These are our troubles. Their troubles. This isn't like anything else you have went through. It isn't all about you this time. Other people are at risk by this." Haschel yelled as he snapped at me. This made me think, what was I in? What were we in?
"Then what exactly has your past gotten me into? Is someone out after us? Do we have the key to destroying the universe? Is the weight of the world on our hands? Is one of us going to destroy the child by being this evil child born with a destiny to be a key in the world's mass destruction? What is up with you guys?" I pleaded with them as I started to cry. I was just filled with all this stress.
"Well are you guys going to tell her what is going on or are you going to sit here and let her just be clueless and cry, because it seems as if you are the only ones that know what the hell is going on. Also, I would like to know what has you guys so locked up. The only one here who has smiled since we got here is Miyu." Hannan said.
I was shocked. He was kind of like taking up for me in a way. Why did I hate him so much. Is it because he challenged me and called me a ward unknowingly? I don't know but I was intrigued by him.
"Well, I think I should be the one to tell all this mess. Since I kind of was like, you know, there from the start," Dart interjected, "Okay. I don't know how to start it off but here goes nothing. Shinara do you know that stone you picked up? It was the spirit of a dragon."
"A dragon spirit? What does it possess people to do stuff?" Shinara asked.
"Let me finish Shinara. Well about 20 years ago we all were given a spirit, Me, your mother, Haschel, Albert, Meru, Miranda. Lavitz." he paused. We all became quiet because my father never had a proper chance to grieve for his lost friend. He didn't know him for long but long enough to love him. He continued, "We were to be dragoon knights. People who were to protect the Moon child. Their was one person who was also a dragoon, Rose. But she was also the Black Monster, the one destined to kill the Moon Child. The one thing we were trying to protect other than ourselves." he went on with his story and I listened. In a little bit, after he finished about his journey he told me about the dragoon campaign, which I knew some about. It was so much to take in I was feeling overwhelmed. I still couldn't understand what this had to do with me.
"Where do I come in with this?" I finally asked when I found my voice.
"Shinara. The dragon spirit that chose you was the Black Dragon." my father told me.
"What? Am I to have the destiny of this Rose who you speak so highly of and I was never given the chance to meet? Am I to seek, kill and destroy before they have a proper life to live just because of their destiny?"I cried. I did not want to have her destiny. Just to wander and not to feel. I wanted to feel love, pain, remorse, hatred, anything. Just to say I have them.
"I don't think so but i really don't know. You would already know I think if you were the Black Monster. But by you being chosen as a Dragoon you must act as a Dragoon and do duty, go with your calling." he all but pleaded. I could see in his eyes that this was hurting him as bad as it was hurting me. To be sending me away on this unknown path. Similar but not the same to the path that he went down. That he finished eighteen years ago.
"Mom," I cried, "you guys are sending me away? Sending me to defend, some–some honor that I don't know anything about. How am I supposed to use this spirit? Will it make me berserk in a battle? Will it speak to me and give me instruction, since you won't be there? Do I have to leave now? Tonight, tomorrow, next week? Will die?" I asked.
"Baby, there is a chance that if you aren't on your best you may in fact be killed by one of your enemies." my mother replied.
"One of my enemies? How many people will hate me? How many people will be out for my life?"I screamed. I was understanding what I didn't want to. I was to live the life my mother and father lived. Traveling and killing. Sacrificing everything, having nothing.
"This seems like an awful lot to be putting on one mere girl." Hannan finally stated.
I glanced at him. Was he being facetious or trying to ease my load? I really didn't know but I didn't have the energy to try and find out. All this has gotten me exhausted.
"No, it is a lot to put on her. Not because she is a girl but for any one person. That is why we are making arrangements for her not to be alone. We are going to see if her three friends would go along with her." Albert said.
"What? Three of her under accomplished, weak friends? What will they do but bring her down faster?"he snapped.
"Well do you have a better idea?"I quipped.
"I will go with you and you friends. That way you will have a skilled fighter along with you, weaklings." he stated as if he had won something. Not knowing he had played into Haschel's hands. He knew his pride wouldn't allow others to be considered before him as if they were better.
"I assure you I am no weakling. I have fought alongside my father against the dragoon knights that we believe were dead." I stated wearily. I was to tired to put up a fight and they could see that in my posture.
"Well if you all are tired, because it is pretty late and this has been a lot to swallow at one time. We have plenty of guest rooms you can have your pick. It is five on the east wing nearest where the sunrises and five more in the west wing where it sets, it also has a great view of the sea." my mother finally said.
I was the first to rise to run to my room. I had a restless night of sleep, full of dreams of what was to be but at least it was sleep.
Thank you for the reviews and I changed it so I can received reviews from anonymous people. Thanks for the advice and I have taken heed.
P.O.V.: Shinara
Thanks so much for the reviews! I got 4 so far! It may not be that much but this is my first story! And I will take your advice about the anonymous and the thinking part. Haschel isn't her grandfather it is short for great-granpa. Kay?
"Now I don't want to hear any of this useless bickering. You two don't say anything if it doesn't concern you, just listen and learn. Okay?" Haschel demanded of them. Instead of saying yes, me and that boy defiantly nodded our heads.
How could Grandpa do this? Go and adopt this thing and call him his son. I knew he was, like, well I don't know how to say this. I hope he doesn't stay long.
They started discussing things about a journey and people who should come. They said Hannan. They even started naming a few of my friends, Bognor, Cecril, and Saquel. That is what got my attention.
"Don't bring them into this! They have nothing to do with my troubles!" I yelled. I didn't want them hurt or anything from what I was going into. I don't want them to get hurt. I don't want Saquel to hate me because he doesn't understand what I am going through. He is the closest thing I have to a big brother.
"These are not your troubles. These are our troubles. Their troubles. This isn't like anything else you have went through. It isn't all about you this time. Other people are at risk by this." Haschel yelled as he snapped at me. This made me think, what was I in? What were we in?
"Then what exactly has your past gotten me into? Is someone out after us? Do we have the key to destroying the universe? Is the weight of the world on our hands? Is one of us going to destroy the child by being this evil child born with a destiny to be a key in the world's mass destruction? What is up with you guys?" I pleaded with them as I started to cry. I was just filled with all this stress.
"Well are you guys going to tell her what is going on or are you going to sit here and let her just be clueless and cry, because it seems as if you are the only ones that know what the hell is going on. Also, I would like to know what has you guys so locked up. The only one here who has smiled since we got here is Miyu." Hannan said.
I was shocked. He was kind of like taking up for me in a way. Why did I hate him so much. Is it because he challenged me and called me a ward unknowingly? I don't know but I was intrigued by him.
"Well, I think I should be the one to tell all this mess. Since I kind of was like, you know, there from the start," Dart interjected, "Okay. I don't know how to start it off but here goes nothing. Shinara do you know that stone you picked up? It was the spirit of a dragon."
"A dragon spirit? What does it possess people to do stuff?" Shinara asked.
"Let me finish Shinara. Well about 20 years ago we all were given a spirit, Me, your mother, Haschel, Albert, Meru, Miranda. Lavitz." he paused. We all became quiet because my father never had a proper chance to grieve for his lost friend. He didn't know him for long but long enough to love him. He continued, "We were to be dragoon knights. People who were to protect the Moon child. Their was one person who was also a dragoon, Rose. But she was also the Black Monster, the one destined to kill the Moon Child. The one thing we were trying to protect other than ourselves." he went on with his story and I listened. In a little bit, after he finished about his journey he told me about the dragoon campaign, which I knew some about. It was so much to take in I was feeling overwhelmed. I still couldn't understand what this had to do with me.
"Where do I come in with this?" I finally asked when I found my voice.
"Shinara. The dragon spirit that chose you was the Black Dragon." my father told me.
"What? Am I to have the destiny of this Rose who you speak so highly of and I was never given the chance to meet? Am I to seek, kill and destroy before they have a proper life to live just because of their destiny?"I cried. I did not want to have her destiny. Just to wander and not to feel. I wanted to feel love, pain, remorse, hatred, anything. Just to say I have them.
"I don't think so but i really don't know. You would already know I think if you were the Black Monster. But by you being chosen as a Dragoon you must act as a Dragoon and do duty, go with your calling." he all but pleaded. I could see in his eyes that this was hurting him as bad as it was hurting me. To be sending me away on this unknown path. Similar but not the same to the path that he went down. That he finished eighteen years ago.
"Mom," I cried, "you guys are sending me away? Sending me to defend, some–some honor that I don't know anything about. How am I supposed to use this spirit? Will it make me berserk in a battle? Will it speak to me and give me instruction, since you won't be there? Do I have to leave now? Tonight, tomorrow, next week? Will die?" I asked.
"Baby, there is a chance that if you aren't on your best you may in fact be killed by one of your enemies." my mother replied.
"One of my enemies? How many people will hate me? How many people will be out for my life?"I screamed. I was understanding what I didn't want to. I was to live the life my mother and father lived. Traveling and killing. Sacrificing everything, having nothing.
"This seems like an awful lot to be putting on one mere girl." Hannan finally stated.
I glanced at him. Was he being facetious or trying to ease my load? I really didn't know but I didn't have the energy to try and find out. All this has gotten me exhausted.
"No, it is a lot to put on her. Not because she is a girl but for any one person. That is why we are making arrangements for her not to be alone. We are going to see if her three friends would go along with her." Albert said.
"What? Three of her under accomplished, weak friends? What will they do but bring her down faster?"he snapped.
"Well do you have a better idea?"I quipped.
"I will go with you and you friends. That way you will have a skilled fighter along with you, weaklings." he stated as if he had won something. Not knowing he had played into Haschel's hands. He knew his pride wouldn't allow others to be considered before him as if they were better.
"I assure you I am no weakling. I have fought alongside my father against the dragoon knights that we believe were dead." I stated wearily. I was to tired to put up a fight and they could see that in my posture.
"Well if you all are tired, because it is pretty late and this has been a lot to swallow at one time. We have plenty of guest rooms you can have your pick. It is five on the east wing nearest where the sunrises and five more in the west wing where it sets, it also has a great view of the sea." my mother finally said.
I was the first to rise to run to my room. I had a restless night of sleep, full of dreams of what was to be but at least it was sleep.
Thank you for the reviews and I changed it so I can received reviews from anonymous people. Thanks for the advice and I have taken heed.