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New
Character:
Marigold “Mari” Brooks: Mari is Rose’s
fourteen year old niece. She too is a
hacker, skilled with computers, and avid Anime and Videogame fan.
Song
of Truth I believe is the fifth closing song from Inuyasha preformed by Do As
Infinity. I used the English translation
of the song. The Japanese Romanji as
well as the English translation can be found on animelyrics.com
Chapter
11: Song of Truth
The accident was all over the news, Lillian,
Maurice, and Kellie Brooks all killed in a car crash when an when an anti-witch
extremist deliberately rammed their car from behind and pushed them into the
path of a truck. Of course witnesses
caught the man and restrained him until the cops came. Seeing as a human and not a witch committed
the act of murder, Division Thirteen was not called in to investigate.
Because they had not heard from Rose for two days
since, Robin took a walk in the rain down to Rose’s house. The younger woman rang the doorbell and knocked
on the door but received no answer.
Concerned for her friend’s well being, Robin reached into the deep
pockets of her burgundy coat and pulled out the set of keys she had the
foresight to keep and entered Rose’s home.
A great weight of depression filled the air and
weighed heavily on Robin’s heart.
“Rose? Are you home?” she called
out as she proceeded further into the house.
The slight sound of someone shuffling about upstairs
caught the fire witch’s attention and she turned around in time to see a girl
no older than fourteen or fifteen. Her
thick dark hair streaked with hot pink hung messily around her round cherubic
face. She was dressed in an oversized
pair of black pajamas with pink paw prints and some pink furry slippers.
“She’s not here,” the girl whispered softly.
Robin walked closer to the girl who looked like she
was about to cry again and gently rested her hand on her shoulder. “Are you going to be okay…”she began to ask
but realized she didn’t know her name.
“…My name’s Marigold…but people call me Mari,” the
girl sighed softly. “Auntie went to
finish arrangements for the funeral.”
Mari stood there, a long expression on her face more tears began to run
down her cheeks before she latched on to Robin and began crying again
Surprised by the girl’s actions, Robin hesitantly
embraced the crying girl lending her shoulder for her to cry on. She led the girl to the living room and sat
on the plush sofa still holding in a comforting hug until she fell asleep
again.
Moment’s after Mari fell into a fitful sleep against
the fire user, a somber Rose returned home.
She raised an eyebrow surprised to see Robin at the house. “So you heard,” she sighed softly setting a
grocery bag down on the dining room table.
Carefully extracting herself from the clingy girl’s
grasp, Robin gently rested Mari’s head on a pillow then draped an extra warm
throw blanket over her frail form. Without second thought, she removed her coat
and hung it on the coat hook next to Rose’s rain soaked coat then began to help
the older woman put away her groceries.
With the exception of ambient background noise, the house was
silent.
“Robin, you really shouldn’t be out in this weather
in your condition,” Rose finally spoke softly not looking in Robin’s
direction. Robin sat at the little
kitchenette table and watched the older woman.
“We haven’t heard from you in a few days so I came
to check on you.” Robin admitted.
Palpable silence once again fell on the house again as Rose began to
make some tea.
The soft sound of someone whimpering in their sleep
caught Robin’s attention and she turned her gaze back towards the living room
where Mari was resting on the couch.
“It haunts her dreams and she cries in her sleep,”
Rose sighed softly setting three teacups on the tray as well as a pot of green
tea. Robin followed the older woman
into the living room and sat down in a plush armchair next to the sofa while
Rose sat down on the other end of the sofa careful not to disturb her niece. “She blames herself,” Rose spoke softly. “They were on their way to pick her up from
ice skating when they were attacked.”
A soft whimper drew their attention back to the
sleeping girl. Rose’s heart ached when she saw anotteartear escape her sleeping
eyes to mar her already tear stained caramel hued ks.Robin raised an eyebrow, “Rose…”
“Robin, please go!” Rose sighed, her voice heavy
with fatigue and sadness. “Don’t take it
the wrong way, I am happy you were concerned enough to come by, but right now I
just…I need to help Mari cope and realize it was not her fault.”
Robin set her teacup down on the tray and nodded
understanding. Without another word,
she rose from her seat and grabbed her coat.
The young fire craft user was about to leave when she paused and turned
a sidelong gaze towards the dark skinned healer. “At least…will you be at the ceremony tomorrow?”~*~&~*~
Robin sat in front of her dressing table dressed in
her night robe. “Amon, do you think
she’ll show up tomorrow?” Robin asked softly.
Amon looked up from the e-mail to Nagira he was in
the midst of writing and directly at Robin.
His brow creased slightly concerned.
“I don’t know,” he finally replied; Amon gave her his most honest reply. His lips curved in a slight frown at Ros
ds
distressed look.
Twisting her ginger wheat tresses into a soft set
braid, Robin allowed a sad sigh to pass her lips. “Giving the circumstances, I don’t think so. She looked so depressed as did her niece.”
Amon’s fingers froze in place on the keyboard as he
to thought of the circumstances. “I
lost my family one by one, but she lost her sister, brother, and youngest niece
in one fell swoop. She is suffering
greatly Robin.”
Putting the brush back in its place on the dressing
table, Robin rose from her seat before the mirror and climbed into bed. “I know Amon.”
~*~&~*~
// The crimson-stained sun
Has illuminated everything; now and the past
Is what I have imagined within this twilight?
More than my own hands can accomplish? //
Robin awoke the next morning and glanced out at the crimson
hued sun as it gleamed through the thick clouds painting the sky an almost
bloody red.spanspan>Since she had no nightmare,
her morning sickness was nothing more than a mere case of mild nausea.
“Today’s the day,” Amon murmured softly behind Robin
spooning up behind the young woman. His
strong fingers brushed a strand of hair off of her face. “Rose is going to be fine Robin, don’t worry
so much about her.” Amon kissed the
back of her neck lightly.
Robin relaxed against Amon’s body allowing him to
rest his hand on her abdomen. “I know,
but…”
“No buts,” Amon gently admonished. “You know as well as I do that she is a
very strong person.”
Robin nodded slowly and smiled gently before
extracting herself from the bed to get ready for the long day ahead of
them.
// Please teach me how to live
A little more vulnerably than I do now
Won’t you taint me just a little?
That way, even if I get hurt
And lose everything around me
This song of truth will flow through my heart//
In hindsight, Rose already had the mortal shells of
her family cremated two days after their tragic departure from this world. The funeral really was meant for close
friends and family, at least what was left of them, to say their final farewell
to the family.
Mari and Rose sat in the living room of the house
seeing as the funeral was over. Rose
glanced at her niece who in turn stared at the specially crafted urn that held
her mother, father, and baby sister’s ashes.
“They were coming to get me…because I didn’t want to wait in the cold
for the bus…”
“Now stop this nonsense,” Rose gently chided. She gently embraced her niece and hummed a
soft tune. “I have something for you,”
she whispered softly after Mari’s soft sobs subsided.
Releasing her hold on her aunt, Mari sat up and
looked at Rose with a sad curiosity as the older woman picked up a silver cross
with an odd looking grayish gem in the center.
“Forever near your heart, forever a part of your
soul. Love familial, a bond strong and
true carry with you always.” Rose fastened
the delicate yet strong chain around Mari’s neck.
Undendinnding washed over the young girl as her
slender fingers traced over the delicate cross before she tucked it under the
collar of her dress so the cool silver could press against her warm flesh. “Thank you Auntie!” she hugged Rose feeling
a bit of the depression wash away from her soul. “May I go take a walk?”
“Of course, but please be careful and take an
umbrella with you and don’t stay out too long.”
Mari nodded in acknowledging what Rose said then
left the house wandering towards the small park to deal with her own thoughts.
// This dispute will probably go on
About that which is most precious
I’ve become a rebel I’ve overlooked things
Even the gentle smiles of strangers //
Robin was surprised to see Miho and Yurika arrive
with Michael and Sakaki to their house.
“Thank you for coming,” she smiled at the two women who were almost like
sisters to her.
“Every one’s here, we can begin,” Amon spoke softly
but in a curt manner.
Karasuma smiled sadly as she took in Amon’s neat
appearance. He was dressed in a pair of
black dress slacks and a black collarless dress shirt. His hair was neatly gathered into a ponytail.
Dressed in a simple yet elegant ankle length champagne
colored silk dress, Robin nodded as well and took her place next to Amon as the
Justice of the Peace began the brief ceremony.
Michael sat close towards the door he sighed softly
as he watched Robin and Amon exchange their marriage vows in front of the
Justice of the Peace as well as their friends.
Unable to watch anymore, the young hacker silently slipped from the room
and out of the house.
Though the air warmed slightly as an indication of
the onset of spring, the night air was still brisk. The hacker hugged his coat closer to his body as he stepped onto
the sidewalk and began to walk unconsciously heading towards the park.
// If eternity knows what manner of darkness
And when pain will vanish,
Then that way, you shall taint me
I looked always to yesterday, to the castles in the sky
When will I be able to follow them?
This song of truth shall be my guide //
Marigold sat on the swing in the currently abandoned
playground. She fingered the cross Rose
gave her and smiled sadly. “What am I
going to do?” she asked no one in particular.
~*~
Michael wandered into the park and looked around a
little worried, as he has never been in this particular part of the city
before. “Damnit,” he murmured softly as
he wandered further into the park and towards the playground. His blue eyes fell upon the figure of a girl
slumped with depressed posture on one of the swings and timidly approached her. “Um excuse me,” he spoke up a little
nervous.
Mari looked up at Michael, surprise reflected within
her chestnut hued eyes. Realizing she
has been crying, she hastily wiped away tears from her cheeks though the
evidence remained. “Hello” she softly
replied.
“Why are you crying out here in the cold?” Michael
asked.
Mari frowned slightly and looked directly at her
feet. “That’s none of your business,”
she ed ded despondent.
Michael sighed softly and sat down next to Mari and
allowed a palpable blanket of silence settle over the two teenagers.
“Why are you out here?” Mari finally asked softly
breaking the silence.
Picking up a stick, Michael began tracing patterns
in the gravel beneath the swing. “A
girl I had a crush on for a while got married this evening and I didn’t want to
be there any longer,” he confessed.
Mari nodded her head again allowing the blanket of
silence to fall upon them again. This
time the silence was broken by the sudden onset of heavy rain. Quickly Mari picked up her umbrella and
opened it holding it over her and Michael.
“My name is Marigold Baxter,” she paused. “But my friends call me Mari.”
“Michael Lee.”
And when pain will vanish,
This song of truth will flow through my heart
now, please, taint me just a little
please, just taint me, only a little
this song of truth shall be my guide //
Author’s Notes:
Phew!! Another long one!!! Sorry it took so long, but again I am getting ready for final
exams as well as preparing information for Two panels I’ll be hosting at Acen on
top of getting ready for a second con the weekend after Acen.
I’ve got a lot of sewing commissions to take care of
as well as looking for another job so I ask that all of you bear with me as I
am trying to get these chapters out as quick as possible.
As for Michael, I was at first going to have him
start growing close to Miho, but if you think about it, he would look to her
more in a sisterly way seeing as she somewhat had feeling for Amon. OH and I also promise more Amon and Robin
romance in the next chapter as well as a visit from everyone’s favorite psycho.
Arigatoo Minna for your ultra kind reviews. I hope I won’t disappoint you.
Next chapter: The Starry Sky
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