Sovereign-Chapter 6
Okay, I warn you: This is the first chapter with ANY plot advancement whatsoever.
No guesses??? Darn…no one can get that cookie now, Anyway, this chapter is strange because of the way that I am advancing the plot I can't fully tell it from Adalyn's perspective. The first part is from a 3rd person perspective; the second part is in Ada's voice. Don't ask why, you'll find out soon enough…
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He opened his eyes and looked around. There was nothing, just earth and trees. That's strange he thought slowly, until he noticed that he was only deep within the park he and his girlfriend had frequented so many times. He took a closer look around him, and saw everything. There were 4 mounds side by side. The grass was already overgrowing the dirt. Whatever was here had been buried a long time ago.
Then he saw the markers.
They weren't anything fancy, just wooden crosses each bearing a letter in a different color.
The first, the smallest, had on it a red "S". It was painfully obvious for him that a child was here. The second was a green "F". This was the largest mound he noted, looking at the other two. The third and fourth were about the same size, but the third was slightly smaller than the last. The third bore a purple "G" and the final one bore a periwinkle "W". The man finally knew what these were. He knelt down and mourned for his friends.
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A/N: BWAHAHAHAHAH!!! Who is the man? Anyway, back on to Adalyn's story…
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It was my first visit to the city since I had left.
I knew it was sort of bad that I lived so close and didn't come more often, but before I had been dealing alone with my problems.
Needless to say my brother had insisted on coming along, and by default that meant Rogue was being dragged along as well.
"Dere are sketchy people in dis world, mignonne," he said as if reading my mind. "Remy is just here to make sure his mignonne stays safe,"
"I don't care why you came Rems. I'm glad you're here, but you're the one who's probably going to need protection from me where we're going," Rogue gave me a quizzical look at this statement, but the couple just shrugged it off and continued to follow me. I led them into the East Village, showed them everything that I knew and loved forever.
"And this is the tattoo place," I said, gesturing to a small building that had "tattooing and piercing" in neon letters in one of the windows.
"Okay mignonne, what's the next place?" he asked, leading her away from the store. Rogue just stared at the tattoo place as if contemplating and pretended to go into the place. Remy turned around just in time to see.
"CHÉRE!!!!" He screamed. A few pedestrians turned to look at the awkward Cajun running towards his girlfriend. A couple snickered at him, then turned back to whatever they had been doing. There was no one rushing around in this part of the city. There were just people, minding their own business, hanging out. I continued to lead them through the city, only stopping to show them the building we used to live in, and finally coming to the park. I sighed as I looked into the grove of trees off to one side. I knew what was in there.
"Rogue, Remy, this is one place I have to go alone. Wait outside the grove of trees. If I call out, come running. What is hidden inside is extremely important. I will be in the very center," none of these were requests, just demands. They nodded in agreement, and followed me to the edge of the grove.
As I walked into the grove, my mind calmed as the shade hit my face. I journeyed towards the center, my mind racing. In the middle were the mounds I built over my friends. The grass was growing over them. They were the same as I remembered besides that, with the wooden crosses I had made for them still sticking out of the dirt. I knelt in remembrance in front of the graves, thinking of everything that I had left behind.
"Lynnie," I heard his voice and jumped up, turning around to see him. And I did. There was Wanderer.
"Get away from me!" I yelled at him, just quiet enough that Rogue and Remy wouldn't come in.
"I won't hurt you," came his voice in my mind. I can't dream this. I have to wake up.
"You're a telepath." I stated, my mind reeling.
"Yes. I know you're a mutant too," he gave me, catching on to what I was doing; obviously trying to prove to me that he was real. But he couldn't be. It was impossible.
"How?" my reply came softly.
"Your eyes. Beautiful eyes they are too," he said, stepping closer and gathering me into his arms. My tears had begun to fall freely down my face, leaving little stains of eyeliner and mascara down my face. "And I'm in love with you,"
I let myself relax into his arms, still sobbing silently.
"Who are you?"
"You know who I am," his words echoed in my mind as he kissed me. The feeling brought me back into this world. I had found my love once more.
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Review Responses:
Enigma Nox: Yes...leaving Ada alone to...anyways...No, I highly doubt my friend has ever heard real death metal. Yes I do have the new cd, if you're referring to "The Open Door"...Yeah, I know that Evanescence isn't real death metal, but my friend won't hear a word of what I say. Anywho. Yes. I know I have done no plot advancement whatsoever at all up until this point. (I ignore the witch's hat that english and creative writing is teaching us about...I have no "incline" I have a 90 degree straight line up to my climax). AMY ROCKS!!!!!!!! I love her for everything...she has such strong morals and everything...You don't really sound that cynical...if you want to see cynical you should see Hayleye when she's depressed.