Your Kind….
Chapter 15: Consonance
By: Jen "The Stampede" Motou
I had been setting here for quite some time now, wondering where The Commander and Cadet Koening had gone. They wouldn't have gone searching for Kira would they? I mean the kid, as dear to all of us as he is, has been gone for a little over a month now. The enemy forces should have killed him by now. Now, I know it's a grim thing to say, but if I had captured say, the Aegis, I wouldn't have kept the pilot alive for over a month! This is war. Besides even if Kira is alive, he's a coordinator. So being with ZAFT is better for him, right? In truth, I was praying the commander returned with even a battered Kira. I hoped to see that boy again, I prayed to. A coordinator or not, Kira was one of us.
"Is there any sign of well….anything?" "No ma'am." With that said I sighed, and rose from my seat. "Lieutenant Badgarule you're in charge for now, I need some rest." "Yes Captain." I left the room, and took in a deep breath. The crew had begun acting differently since Ensign Yamato, Kira, was captured by ZAFT. I could remember having to threaten Mwu with a court marshal if he pursued them any further. I also could recall, him violently throwing his helmet at my feet, and screaming at me. "They got him! THEY GOT HIM?!! Do you realize that?! They got Kira, and they're going to kill him! What right do you have, telling me to return?! Captain, yes you are, but Kira is a member of this crew, and coordinator or not he's a sixteen-year old child! You realize that they're going to kill him right?!!!" I clenched my hand over my heart, as the words echoed in my head again. "Coordinator or not he's a sixteen-year old child!" Of all the things he said, that was the phrase that wouldn't let me escape it. It was like it had my in its icy-cold grip almost screaming 'Murderer!'
I sighed again, and headed to my quarters, hoping for some rest. It had been about a month and half since Kira was captured, and it was a very long month and half indeed. The crew had always seemed a little insecure with a coordinator aboard, but now that he was gone, they acted as if the ship was doomed. The door slid open and I walked to my bed, removing my jacket as I sat down.
I threw myself back wards, lying down. "What am I going to do? That boy's life was in my hands, and I fed him to the wolves. If He's dead, it's my fault." I sighed again, covering my eyes with my hand. I had no idea what to do. Not to mention that the Commander was gone now, along with Tolle. 'If I lose them…. Oh God…'
I closed my eyes and tried not to think, but it was to no avail. I couldn't get it off of my mind. No matter how hard I tried, even if I felt justified I always heard 'Coordinator or not he's a sixteen-year old child' echo through my mind. What was I going to do? The whole crew was a wreck and Kira's friends glared at me for not going after him. –Well Tolle and Sai anyway-- Sighing again, I closed my eyes, lying there for a moment. I then mentally growled at myself, and hopped to my feet. "That's it! We're going to find him! I can't take this anymore!" I then began to pace my small portion of the Arch-Angel's floor. "No! We can't go after a dead-man. I can't risk the lives of my entire crew, over one boy." Throwing my arms in the air, I screamed. "But he IS just a boy! DAMN IT ALL!"
To Be Continued…..