Later that night Mara agreed to accompany to the Dining Hall. When she entered, she was greeted by clapping. Apparently news of her stunt at the ball had spread like a wildfire. She grabbed her dinner and sat down with Raoul, Gary and Alanna.
"You're a hero, you know." Alanna said, as she took a bite of her potatoes.
"Huh? I am?" Mara asked.
"Oh yeah." it was Gary that spoke this time "You saved the King and Queen. People are saying that you were sent to us by the Gods, to help us."
Mara had to laugh. "Me? A hero? Oh man, that's a good one." Her companions stared at her questioningly.
"What do you mean? You are a hero, an idol." Raoul said. Mara stopped laughing and looked down at her food sadly.
"You have no idea how wrong that is." She jumped up and ran for the door.
"Stop her!" Alanna screamed. She was worried about the girl hurting herself or others. Two squires ran and locked the heavy doors.
Mara turned and ran into the kitchen instead, leaving through the back door, as Alanna, Gary and Raoul pursued her.
An hour later, they heard gunshots coming from the archery range. When they arrived they saw, Mara firing rounds into layered wood targets. In a few seconds they heard a strange sound, looking beside them they saw a strange device that seemed to be producing the sound.
It turned into a heavy beat, and a man started singing.
You ready?! Let's go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about
It's like this y'all (c'mon!)
Chorus:
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
Mike! - He doesn't need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But fuck em, he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Making the story - making sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Tak's picking it up! Let's go!
Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status but still leaving them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a living from writing raps
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never asking for someone's help, or to get some respect
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now it all unfolds, the skill of an artist
This is twenty percent skill
Eighty percent beer
Be a hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames
And I heard him wreck it with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game"
Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church
I like bleach man, why you had the stupidest verse?
This dude is the truth, now everybody's giving him guest spots
His stock's through the roof I heard he's fuckin' with S. Dot!
Chorus
They call him Ryu, he's sick
And he's spitting fire
And mike got him out the dryer he's hot
Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
What a fuckin' nihilist porcupine
He's a prick, he's a cock
The type woman want to be with, and rappers hope he get shot
Eight years in the making, patiently waiting to blow
Now the record with Shinoda's takin over the globe
He's got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dope
You wont believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's throat
Tak! - He's not your everyday on the block
He knows how to work with what he's got
Making his way to the top
He often gets a comment on his name
People keep asking him was it given at birth
Or does it stand for an acronym?
No he's living proof, got him rocking the booth
He'll get you buzzing quicker than a shot of vodka with juice
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
Dedicated to what they do and give a hundred percent
Forget Mike - Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard
It seems like he's never got time
Because he writes every note and he writes every line
And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind
It's like a design is written in his head every time
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those motherfuckers he runs with,
The kids that he signed?
Ridiculous, without even trying,
How do they do it?!
Chorus - repeat 2x
Outro - Mike Shinoda:
Yeah! Fort Minor
M. Shinoda - Styles of Beyond
Ryu! Takbir! Machine Shop!
The song ended and Mara stopped firing. Alanna started walking towards her, only to freeze when Mara pointed the gun at her.
"Mara, what are you doing?" the knight asked her.
"Killing you." she moved to pull the trigger, but found, she couldn't do it. She couldn't kill Alanna. She dropped the gun and collapsed, crying. Alanna ran up to her.
"What's wrong?" she asked concerned. She felt strong arms pull her away from Mara.
"Alanna, stay away from her, she was going to kill you!" Raoul's voice said.
"Well she obviously isn't going to now." she went back to Mara and kneeled on the ground next to her, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder "What's wrong?"
"I couldn't do it. I couldn't pull the trigger. I can't do it anymore. For years I've prided myself on being able to kill and not give it a second thought. Now I can't even pull the god damn trigger!" she wailed.
"Mara, what exactly did you mean back at the Dining Hall, about not being a hero?" Raoul asked, seeing the girl no longer posed a threat.
"I'm not a hero; I'm a killer. The Queen of my gang. They followed me without question. If I told them to shoot their mother's, they'd shoot their mother's. I've killed so many people, I've done so many cruel things, that I' don't think I'm even capable of being a hero."
Okay, need some reviews in order to continue, so click on the blue button beneath this. The song was 'Remember the Name' by Fort Minor.