Silver Heart
By TwilightAnimeLover21
It has been over 80 years. Phoenix Cassandra Sparks was in her 1978 Ford Bronco, listening to Elvis Presley's "Jailhouse Rock" on her way to her new home.
"Home…such a foreign word to me." She thought to herself.
Yet again she decided to move from Pennsylvania to the border of Nevada. She was in that state for about 5 years. After the incident of the Twin Towers in 2001, she figured that she'd give up the military lifestyle for a while. Now she was moving again under her old name. She didn't really have a name after she died in the 1940s, so she made her first name, Phoenix 'Nyx' Cassandra Sparks. She rather liked that name, because no matter what it seemed like when ever she would die, she would rise again from her ashes. Though, the past five years she worked as a teacher, not a soldier.
She had two large moving trucks that were at her new home already. It was a large farmland that she is taking care of, due to a man that wanted someone to take care of it while he and his wife decided to take a tour around the world. It would be a year before they would return home. So they tried to find someone who can take care of their home, pets, and livestock. She immediately agreed to it. The old couple decided to gut the entire place into a storage place for the year so that Phoenix could move in with her stuff.
She smiled. She had a lot of belongings. People would call them vintage and antiques, and they were. She underwent many aliases: Sally Smith, Olivia Jonathan, Olga Hanson, Isa Deer, Megan Kale, Sunshine Moon, Brittany Hack, and her last name before she died in the twin towers, was Emma Gale. Now 86 years old, she hadn't aged a bit. She was the same 21 year old, blond haired, blue eyed beauty that she was before she was dead the first time. She turned onto a different road and followed it for about an hour before she got to the home. The trucks were already there.
She parked her car and touched the dashboard and she omitted a blue pulse and it went into the car.
"Thank you for letting me drive you." She said softly as she exited the car.
She knew cars don't speak back, but since she was different than most people, she felt obliged. She stretched herself out as the high noonday sun was beating down on her. If she could, she would tan herself all day, but shame, her skin never darkened. It was still the same white color. Her shoulder blade length platinum blonde hair was pulled back into a high ponytail. She was wearing Levi jeans with her brown cowboy boots and wearing her blue and green plaid shirt that she had the bottom tied to above her navel. She was wearing a white shirt underneath. She had on a simple silver necklace and earrings.
She took off her aviator sunglasses and observed the farm. The blue and white house was fairly large. It was two stories high and it looked like it would hold a lot. She saw the movers come out of their trucks and she smiled.
"Thank you for helping me move! Are all the necessities taken care of?" She said as she smiled brightly.
One of the men replied. "Yes, we just did the basic stuff, kitchen ware are all set up, refrigerator is all hooked up, and we assumed you wanted the master bedroom, so we set up your bed and your vanities up there. The rest is up to you where you want to put them." He said.
Phoenix nodded, "Okay, well lets get started them shall we?" She said as she stepped towards her new home.
When she says that she has a lot of belongings, she has a lot of them. She had an old cushion seat that she bought in the 50s. It still held up after all these years. She always tells people who would go over to her houses that these things were her grandmothers and Great-Grandmothers, even though it was only hers and hers alone. She would never tell anyone that she was actually 86 years old. She has more belongings, but most of all of them were in a secret storage area in Washington D.C. She frowned at the thought. After all these years…She has held up a grudge towards Sector Seven. They were the ones that turned her into this…immortal freak. Though she wasn't immortal, she just stopped aging.
She looked around her finished home. The large living room was filled with frames of pictures. Pictures from the fifties when she became a small time bar singer. She had her fifties poodle skirts and her hair up in a side ponytail, and another picture with her wearing leather and being a greaser. She shook her head at the memories. The 70s was a more fun time for her. She enjoyed wearing those maxi dresses, bellbottoms and flip-flops (Also known as thongs back then), the long necklaces and flower chains -but sadly she was also part of the military at that time, so she fought in the Vietnam War, disguised as a man of course. She has done it before. - The eighties were…questionable for her. She wore the skinny jeans and the arm and leg warmers. Though the big hair was too much for her. Then the nineties… she stuck with her seventies clothing.
Now she has many comfortable clothing's from all of those eras. She recalled someone who came into her home that said, "You must be an antique collector! These items are in very good condition!"
She refused to sell them, but over the years she only made sure to buy enough to have good memories. She sat down on one of the couches in the living room and lay there. She often thought about going to join the army in recent years, but she never really had the reason too. She fought in the Cold war against the Communists. Then the Nam war really took a toll on her.
She got up after a few minutes and looked at more pictures. At times like this she really went through her memories. She remembered comrades, met important people and even tried to make peace in any case. But sometimes things just don't go the way she planned; it was history, to say the least.
She remembered traveling the world as well. She went to Japan the first ship out of America after the War was over. Somehow she managed to speak the language quite fluently as she toured the country. She enjoyed being with the people. Then she went to Korea, Russia, and the UK. Of course, she faked her own deaths along the way. She even got dresses and trinkets as souvenirs as well.
She shook her head and decided to go out and take a look around the farm a bit. She put on her boots and took a walk out the back door. The farm was fairly large with quite a few trees around that made enough shade. She received instructions from the man and his wife to take care of the horses and cows. The two dogs should be on the farm as well. She opened up the barn and the smell of feces wafted in the air. She wrinkled her nose at the stench, but she has smelled worse. Try being stuck in a hellhole in Nam under rotting and decaying bodies. That was a nightmare. She heard something hit the ground and jumped right at her. She didn't have time to react as she felt a heavy weight on her chest and she hit the ground. She let out a grunt as something wet started attacking her face.
She couldn't help but laugh as she heard whimpers of excitement. The owner of the tongue finally got off of her and barked. She sat up and looked to her side. It was a Blue Heeler/German shepherd mix. It's mismatched brown and blue eyes were defiantly filled with excitement.
"So I suppose you are Maxx?" She asked the dog.
The dog only gave a wild shaking of the tail as an answer so she got up and walked into the barn with Maxx tailing beside her. She saw another dog, a bigger one too. It was a Great Dane. She stopped in front of the gentle giant. The dog was standing up and he nearly reached her chest level.
"And you are Goliath. Nice to meet you." She said as she bowed at the waist to the dog.
The dog tilted his head to the side and gave a soft woof to her and then sat down, as if he approved of her.
"Okay, well I'm just going to look around." She said to the two dogs and they decided to be at her side as she walked to each one of the 12 stalls that the barn had.
Her instructions were to care for the horses every day, changing the hay at least once every week with fresh water everyday, and taking the cows out into the pasture. There were about three horses and 6 cows. She recalled that the owner said that one of the cows were new and was pregnant with twin calves. She had to make sure that the vet would come up and see the cow at least twice every month before she gives birth. She went over to the horse's stall and saw a big black Clydesdale.
She has an amazing love for all things big. Weather it be animal or skyscraper, she admires the majestic beauty of it. She looked at the front of the stall and the faded words say, "Black Storm". It must be the name of the horse.
"Okay, hey Black Storm! Come here boy." She shouted to the massive horse.
The Clydesdale sauntered up to the front of his stall and leaned his head over to the pale woman. He snorted in her face and she giggled.
"Okay, let's get you saddled up boy, we are letting out the cows for the day." She said as she opened the stall and took the horse by his reigns and led him to an open stall to place his saddle on. He was quite large, but that was what made it fun for her.
She mounted the titanic horse and urged him to go forward to let the cows out. She rounded them up and lead them out into one of the fenced off pastures and just rode around a bit. The dogs were running around with the lazy-going cows. Black storm snorted as if he was laughing. The dogs would try to romp and play with the livestock, but they paid no interest in the two canines. Phoenix looked around and looked out far beyond the pasture. Electric blue eyes observed the horizon as the sun started to set.
"It's amazing, right Black Storm?" She asked the horse as she nudged his sides a bit to urge him into a trot.
The horse didn't reply. Which was fine by her. She decided that it was time to round up the cows and urge them back into the barn. She whistled sharply so the dogs would nip at the cows and shepherd them back. After she locked up the cows and put Black Storm away she made sure that there was enough hay for the animals and the dog bowls are filled with kibble and water. She stretched herself a bit before closing the barn doors and walked back to the house to make her some dinner. She was hungry as a horse.
She made a simple dinner. Green salad with homemade ranch and spiced beef with onion greens. She topped it off with milk spiked with whiskey. She enjoyed the silence a bit, but she wanted something to be noisy in the house. She went over to her old record player, a SL-1200 model, and put on her vinyl record, The Beatles Abby Road album, and bobbed her head to the tunes. She even twirled a little bit in the living room and moved along with the music.
"You say you want a revolution, well you know, we all wanna change the world." She sang along. She went to a couple of the Beatles concerts back then, of course, this was before they broke up that is.
As the record player began to play, 'Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club', she heard a knock on the door. Confused, she went over to turn down the volume and walked over to the mahogany door.
She paused for a minute and thought, "The nearest neighbor would have to be a while down the road right?" She readied herself as she reached back to take out a dagger out of her back pocket if anything happened and opened the door.
She saw a young married couple fussing over a subject. "We have to at least get to know them, Will." A cute short blond woman with green eyes said as she placed her hands on her hips pouting at the taller man, who was dressed in a cameo outfit and was currently frowning at his wife.
"But what if they're a grumpy old couple that wanted to get away from their city life and stop shouting, "Hey you kids, get off my lawn!" Really Sarah, I think we should just go back and…" He stopped as he saw Phoenix smirking at the young couple.
The blond woman turned and smiled brightly at her. "Hi! I'm Sarah Lennox and this is my husband Will. We are your neighbors down the road." She said as she put out her hand to shake.
Phoenix smiled back and reached out to her hand a shook it. "Well it's nice to know that I'm not a grumpy old person who shouts, 'Hey you kids, get off my lawn." Really, I'm actually 21 years old, though I do have a tendency to act older." She said jokingly.
Will's face reddened a bit. Sarah smacked her husband in the chest and laughed.
"Well sorry, we weren't expecting someone so… young to take care of the Katsilomete's Farm." He said trying to save face.
Phoenix shook her head. "It's fine, come in, would you like something to eat?" She said as she swung the door wide open to invite the couple in. Sarah grinned and pulled her husband into the house with him giving a shout of denial.
"Would you like something to eat? I made a pie earlier before I went out to take care of the livestock. It should be nice and cool by now. I better check my home made whipped cream and see if it's fluffy enough too." Phoenix mumbled the last part to herself.
She closed the door as she led the couple into the living room. "Wow, you have a lot of pictures." Sarah spoke as she looked around.
Phoenix smiled. "Yeah, the women you see in those photos are actually my Great-grandmother, grandmother, and mother." She said as she took the apple pie off the counter top and placed it onto the table. She was lucky that she cleaned up the kitchen before anyone could come over.
Will spoke up this time. "Your Grandmother was in the War?" He asked out loud.
Phoenix smiled at the curiosity in his voice. She sliced out two slices of pie and put a heaping serving of whipped cream and took both plates and took it with her into the living room.
"Yeah, In fact, my great-grandmother was part of the woman's workforce. Making plane parts and making sure that they don't fall apart too. My grandmother disguised herself as a man to fight in Vietnam. She had some pretty good stories too. My mother was a soldier but died in the Twin Towers incident. I was only 16 when it happened. We were supposed to go shopping for a car for me, but she put it off every time I brought it up…enough of that though." She said with a shudder. "I'm going to have another slice of pie. Would either of you would like some more?" She asked as she stood up. Sarah politely declined while Will nodded as he took a bite of the last bit of crust on his plate.
She never wanted that to happen again. She was on the top of the building when those planes came crashing into the towers. She didn't have time to react as the other plane followed closely afterwards and falling from those heights was frightening for her. She was lucky that someone found her body and pulled her away from the rubble. Her bones painfully mended themselves and her ligaments and joints would snap back into their original positions and muscles would painfully contract as the fibers of the muscle puzzled themselves together.
"That's amazing, I mean, not your mother dying. But having 4 generations of woman fighting in the military. That's pretty amazing." He said as he took a bite of his second slice.
Sarah nodded. "So…oh, how rude of us, we didn't ask for your name." She said as her eyes widened in horror of losing her manners. She shook her head.
"It's fine. And if you are asking, my name is Phoenix Cassandra Sparks. But you can call me Nyx for short." She smiled.
The Lennox's and Phoenix became close friends after that visit.
TAL21: WOW! I never expected a lot of reviews on the first chapter. O.o But i'm glad that people like it a lot! :) Well i hope that you guys won't mind if you have to wait for weekly or bi-weekly updates. I have college now and it will be a bit rough to keep up with writing my stories. But i think it will be fine! :D If you thought that i was going to start off with Phoenix meeting Sam right off the bat, that is not the case. I figured that she should meet the Lennox's first before she moves to Tranquility to meet Sam and help him with his first car. XD I hope you enjoyed this chapter. If it was a bit choppy, i apologize. But i really like putting in a history for her so that it's the NOW that she is living in and she loves to look back on her memories in the past eras. Anyways, i'm babbling on. Here's some shout outs to some people that have reviewed the story and a big THANK YOU to those who are following and reading it.
Tori-Da-Mutt: I thought that the first chapter wouldn't get very many reviews, but apparently i was wrong! :D And Sorry to burst your bubble if the OC didn't go with Sam at the beginning, but i wanted to see how i could build up to that! XD
Nyghtflower-Pack: I most likely would have crapped my pants too if i were the gravediggers. XD But it came naturally to me that Phoenix should at least have someone there to witness her popping out of her own grave. XD
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