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Yay! Chapter 2 is up! I thank ALL my reviewers and especially Moonlight Enchantress, who once again, revised and redid my chapter. I really don't know what I'd do without all you loyal reviewers. Okay, we continue our story with Winter. Please enjoy!
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............................................Chapter II: "A reason for Vengence."......................................................
(Winter's Point of View.)
I stood amongst the wreckage of what used to be the bustling streets of Rabanastre, but after the attack on the peaceful city people were now staring out at the destruction, caused by the Shotan army that invaded it. As soon as they saw me, they quickly ran back into their dwellings, afraid I'd do to them what I did to that evil Mage. I just couldn't stand it anymore, enough of this foolishness! What had I ever done to them? What had I done to make them cower away? They saw my clothing that belonged to a Singer, but that doesn't speak for what's in my heart. How dare they judge me to be evil only because I had power, a power that was to be used to punish evil? That's it, I've had it with everyone! If they want to be afraid of me then fine, so be it, but they are at least going to listen to what I have to say to them! I'm going to clear up any doubts about my bloodline and my Singer history! I stood up on the top of an upturned vending cart, and began to shout out to the people.
"People of Dalmasca, I command you to stop, and listen to what I have to say!"
They began to creep out, one by one. No one dared disobey a Singer, if he valued his life and soul. They began to gather nervously around the cart I was standing on, nothing but fear in their eyes, but they tried to act as calm as they could.
"Look at the wreckage around you...."
I began solemly, as I pointed out to various places that were either destroyed or damaged.
"Do you not see what cruel intentions the Shotan army has? And, yet, you flee from me. I, who have fought on your side here today, yet, you still flee from my presence. Do you even understand what we Singers stand for, or anything about us? We stand for justice, and truth! Our colors stand for the pureness of the innocent, and the blood of the guilty, and condemned. We would never use our powers other than for the good of other people in this World. Do you not see? We have to band together if we wish to eliminate the force that would destroy you without a second thought, if you were to stand in their way! The Shotan army claims to offer you protection, for your support and loyalty, But look at what happened here today! I ask you here, and now you must decide where you loyalty lies. With Shota, and her army who killed you friends and family without a backwards glance? Or with the Resistance, who risked their lives for people who in a second, would report them to the law? People of Dalmasca I leave the matter in your hands and I pray you choose wisely."
I jumped down from the cart, as the crowd I attracted began to chant in loud and varying voices, voices that were going to be heard.
"The Restiance, Restiance, Restiance!"
Everyone's voice errupted into cheers of Victory and Happiness, perhaps a Singer wasn't as bad as they were led to believe, just maybe they were actually for the good of the people. Maybe now, I can walk around here without everyone running away from me? I was just making my way back to the Sandsea, to get some rest when I heard someone call my name, in a deep voice.
"Hey Winter wait up! Don't walk so fast!"
I sighed, it was Bast. No doubt to lecture me on new my duties in the Resistance, or more like, his little Clubhouse.
"How may I help you Bast?"
I asked in a tired voice, I just wanted to rest. My Body wasn't able to take abuse as it used to could do, but those glory days were over.
"I just wanted to talk to you about earlier, when you, um, you know, defeated that mage. What exactly did you do to him?"
He replied in an awed tone. I turned completely around to face him, his face in a awe-stricken expression and his fingers fidgetting.
"That was just part of doing my job as a Singer. When we begin to sing, it's a song of the purest music, sung in an ancient language no one remembers, not even the Viera. So when a person with a heart filled with evil and hate hears our song, his true nature shows on the outside. Then we are able to judge him, and if found guilty, we call his soul to us with our music, and crush it."
"So that's why he was surrounded by that black light. And that black thing that flew out of his chest was his soul right?"
He asked humbly. Hmph, such a change from cursing me out when we first met not even an hour ago,and now he sure is quick to show me his good side, after he know what I can do. Yeah right!
"Yes that's correct. That's also why everyone tends to be afraid of us, to the point of running away. It's nothing for a Singer to kill a man with a snap of her fingers. Although at a young age we are taught to use our powers only for good, not for evil."
"I have one more question, if you don't mind?
He asked gently, I nodded and gave him leave to ask me whatever it was.
"I still don't understand why you want to join the Resistance."
"Well...
I replied, not really wanting to tell him, but I was also taught, as a Singer, not to lie.
"It's a long story, and I'm tired, so I'll only tell you a little for now. I was young, and had not yet finished my training to become a fully fledged Singer, when something that would change my life forever happened. One day my mother, who was also Queen of the Singers, and Idendryll, sent me in to the woods to gather some herbs for the healing spells I was learning. I returned home to find my village was destroyed, all of my family killed, my friends, neighbors, everything was destroyed. I found my mother, who was barely breathing, and she told me where I could find someone who knew how to help me complete my training. With her last breath, she gave to me the sword "Judgement", which I was supposed to receive when I took my place as leader of the Singers as is my birthright. And that was when I swore my vengence on the Shotan army for destroying everything I knew and loved. I'm sadly, the last of the Singers, you will find no more of us, only me. The last to carry on the ancient and sacred birthline that is older than Time itself. Maybe, in time, you'll realize you're very lucky to have the very last Singer on your side.."
With that I turned, and walked into the Sandsea, picturing Bast with his mouth open and his mind still filled with questions. I chuckled as I thought to myself:
"Let him think about that for awhile.".
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Striking Dancer: YES! Chapter 2 is up and done! Thanks to myself!
Moonlight Enchantress: Aye! What about me?
Striking Dancer: Oh, yes, you too, ME.
Moonlight Enchantress: Just kidding! I'm happy to help ya!
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