So here is the last chapter!
Disclaimer: I do not own Les Miserables, or the Lyrics, or the songs or anything.
R&R! Enjoy!
I woke up the next morning, it was quiet. There were no screams no guns no solders, so I walked out of my house, there was a thick red liquid in the cracks in the streets. I walked a down the streets I knew, but they felt foreign to me. There was broken furniture everywhere, I kept walking, until I came to a barricade, I saw a lot of bodies, dead ones, I had a very uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach, there was no one there alive, so I walked on to another barricade, until I saw someone, a solder walking around and checking bodies,
"Excuse Me" I said
"Madame what are you doing here, this is not a good place for a woman" he said
"I'm looking for someone, but I'm not sure he's here"
"I know I'm not supposed to tell you this" he started "but check the one by the abc society, that's where most of them were."
"Thank you monsieur" then I practically ran there, it was scary seeing all the dead soldiers that I used to see on horses in town. I really wish that that soldier that everyone was dead, because the sight that I saw, haunts me to this day.
I was looking down at the solders that lay dead in their own blood; there was an opening on the side of the barricade so that's where I went through. There were no bodies lying around on the side, it was odd, the doors to the abc café were broken and I saw the line of bodies, a girl, and a bunch of other men, even the boy who sent me the message last night. But there was no Enjolras, and no sign of life. So I walked back out of the room, and as I walked a drop on my hand made me stop in my place.
The drop was red, it was blood, and about ten seconds later another drop, then another, until I looked up.
And saw him.
Dangling upside down.
With a red cloth in his hand.
His cloths were red in parts of his white shirt where he got shot; his face was lifeless and still beautiful. I hadn't realized it but I was crying, because Enjolras was dead.
I have to admit it, knowing he died for me, was loving, and it made me smile, he still held onto the revolution even in death.
Do you hear the people sing?
Lost in the valley of the night
It is the music of a people who are climbing to the light
For the wretched of the earth there is a flame that never dies
Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.
They will live again in freedom in the garden of the Lord
They will walk behind the ploughshed, the will put away the sword.
The chain will be broken and all men will have their reward!
Will you join in our crusade? Who will be strong and stand with me?
Somewhere beyond the barricade is there a world you long to see?
Do you hear the people sing? Say do you hear the distant drums
It is the future that they bring when tomorrow comes
Will you join in our crusade? Who will be strong and stand with me?
Somewhere beyond the barricade is there a world you long to see?
Do you hear the people sing? Say do you hear the distant drums?
It is the future that they bring when tomorrow comes!
So if you know anything about Les Mis you know Enjolras dies, so I hate that but I cant chnge the story, (well I could but I wanted to stick to the real story ending thing) so I'ts not the best ending, but, I think it's good enough, anyway, thank you to all who read and Reviewed!
"Do not forget me 24601!"
Viva La France!
-Mel