Struggle Across the Tyrannical Dawn

She couldn’t help but laugh as she managed to lift herself. A date, huh? The light-headed sensation took over and she quickly let herself fall back onto his lap. She closed her eyes, and nodded her head.

“If you’ll help me, it’s just a few blocks away. It’s not much. No bigger then a really small hotel room. It’s… a bit disgusting. The state it’s in.” she muttered. She worried about him seeing the mess that was her home.

 

Ares lays her down on the couch. "She's a soldier. The others were taking orders from her, so she must be pretty high ranking. Though I burnt her in our battle and a stray bullet caused her to trip and shoot herself with a paralyzer gun." says Ares. Ares sits down on a small couch next to the one she is laying on.

......She isn't like the other mindless lackeys that simply follows every order that Devil gives. She could be useful.....

 

I helped her to her feet, and smiled. "Next time lets just dine and ditch like I sugested the first time." I teased. "It's safer." I added, and made sure we couldn't be seen and began on the way. "It's got to be better than the place I was." I said remembering the sceant of blood and gore that poisoned the air there. I ignored the pain in my side from the man's attack as I helped her, hopefully she could do a better job than me at fixing herself up.

 

"A soldier," Allan said, "Are you sure it's all right when she wakes up?"
Allan looked at the woman with a curious eye. Something in his mind wanted him to touch her. Touch the mind of a soldier. But he wouldn't be fully prepared for that.
What could happen to her or even him might be terrible? When he was a kid he had touched something so traumatic that he and the person were in a state of emotional coma.
Allan went back to his books, but kept his grandfather's book close to him.

 

She led the way with his help as they went down a few alleys. They soon came in front of a large building. It smelled of rank sewage, but she barely noticed as she entered the front door. She walked past the prying men, who seemed to be in their own little world anyway. She opened the door to her apartment, and locked the door behind them. It was just a small room. Everything was eerily clean, as if it was barely lived in. The scent was at a low, but still resided there. The sound of scraping rat feet could be heard inside the walls, and cockroaches crawled all over the floors. She hobbled over to the closet, falling to her knees. Her breathes were heavy as she pulled out a first aid kit. She could barely reach the wounds as she took of the bandages he had put on her, and cleaned the wound. It stung badly, and her head felt like it was floating by the time she got the new bandages on. She managed to give him a smile as she dragged herself to her bed. She rolled into the wall, trying to give him room to sleep next to her, since she didn’t even have a couch for him to sleep on.

“Not much room, but at least we can keep warm that way.” She muttered, as she hid her blushing face. It didn’t feel right, letting a man into her bed, even if there were no bad intentions. She knew she’d probably kill herself in the morning for it, but at the moment, she was too tired to care.

“You’ll have to tell me about yourself, Jack.”

 

I couldn't look as she bandaged herself, unable to make myself anyuse. She then laid down on the bed, she looked so tired, so hurt. “Not much room, but at least we can keep warm that way.” She invited but I blushed and sat down on the floor leaning against the bed. “You’ll have to tell me about yourself, Jack.”

I created two sphears, on pitch black and whollow, and inside it a sphear or bright, bright light. The light created heat, the black sphear captured the light but let the heat out, and I could feel warmth spreading slowy threw the small, room. "Not much to tell." I admitted. "Up until the take over I was just a normal kid, got good grades, hung out with my freinds the usual stuff." I said and paused, my eyes watering up again. "Then he took over and... And had Amanda kill." I said, softly. "She was the daughter of someone who really made him mad so he took his revenge on her as well." I said grabbing my knees in an attempt to calm myself. "Thats it, I left home, and have been running around annoying the government since. Though I haven't been vary successful." I admited, and leaned my head back on the bed.

"What about you?"

 

Devil looked into the inferno which coiled in the furnace in front of him. The failing battalion had been burned to death, naturally, but what interested him was Tantalizer's location.

A note slid from under his thorn's arm and landed on the floor. He picked it up, and his eyes were met with fluid, feminine lettering.

"The dogs are ready to bite, the sheepdog stays at master's side but keeps the sheep together. The blossoms have stemmed together, only with thorns to puncture. Forgotten soul taken by the firey soul-mongerer?"

Devil grinned and tore the paper, happy.

"At least I know where the lost soul is, my little puppy."

He said out softly, and then cackled. He walked to the rooms and had Tantalizer's opened. He roamed around, until he reached a small locket.

"Tantalizer, you shall aid me like no other."

He whispered to himself and guffawed.

 

She leaned close to the side of the bed and looked down at him, with a crooked smile.

“I’m sorry Jack.” She said sympathetically, “I really am.”

She thought hard, before answering his question. She of course couldn’t tell the truth, but she could tell some of it. She sighed and looked over. He was such a good kid, he had a good heart. She was obviously turning vastly soft over the years. She felt the tears fall down. If only they all knew what they were getting into. The danger of a rebellion. Perhaps, the danger of living for them was even more of a threat.

“I was born in a city not far from here, before all this bull**** started.” She could see it in her mind. The grass, and the trees. It was a beautiful suburban area, and she had been happy for a little while there… until her father had changed.

“I was a normal child… for a while.” She muttered, “I had a sister, and a brother. I was really close with my sister, our ages weren’t too far apart. She was always stronger then me. She was quicker too, boy was she quick!” she could still see her sister and that speed she had. She couldn’t help but laugh, but it quickly stopped as his face came into view.

“My father… he changed though. He did things, and mother was never there to help me. My sister and I ran away when I was just a teenager…” she muttered. She could feel the tears falling down.

“It wasn’t much better when we got to this rathouse. The prying hands. Disgusting men!” she said through the tears. She snuggled into the pillow and went on, “My sister and I ended up parting ways. I hadn’t seen her again until today.”

 

Ares watches over the knocked out woman. "It might be a bad idea, or it could really go in our favor. Besides, look on the bright side, this could lead to some brownie points for you towards the government. You just helped an important soldier."

 

I didn't know what to say, disgusting men, but I could put two and two togeather. "She was the leader out their wasn't she?" I asked and looked over at her, were she laid on the bed. I wanted to appologize for her being hurt but knew she'd just say it wasn't my fault, I was to weak, to weak to help anyone.

So that exsplained here reactions to me. She probably couldn't stand to be near me, and yet here I was, getting in the way. I let the heater disapear, as the room reached a nice tempature. I made a little illusion of were she had been and were her sister had been standing, and watched as the scean played out in miniature. I could see mistakes I had made, the reason she had been hurt, I should have moved her as soon as my illsuions were in place, it was my fault, of course they'd still figure out were she stood. I wondered if it was her sister who had shot her, or someone else, I had been hit by then and fighting.

"You're to kind, if I make you uncomfortable you should tell me to go." I said, finally, looking at the ground, I had no right to make her life worse.

 

Tantalizer slowly woke up. Her head hurt from the shock of the gun, but her eyes quickly opened. She looked around and found herself in a bookshop.
"I seriously hated school."
She mumbled to herself, and then looked into Ares'es direction and roared.
"Oh, you are in trouble! Where in the world am I? Where's my battalion?!"
She sneered at the window, and then got on her feet, searching for her gun.
"Nonetheless, I can take you without a battalion. Especially in a bookshop with stale donuts."
She had no idea why she thought the donuts were stale, but she thought the one liner was witty.

 

Ares begins to laugh. "Your battalion left you behind. Seems like they really cared about you alright. Do you mind answering a question? Why do you fight for Devil? You can't honestly think he's not completely insane. Oh, and by the way, the donuts are actually pretty good. You should try one." says Ares with a grin.

 

Tantalizer groaned and looked down at him angrily:
"You're...not a paying customer! Violation of Code 452-YT7! You're supposed to be hung to death for this!"
She then paused as she picked up her gun from the chair.
"There, at least I found my gun. Now, stand for your end, mister."

 

Ares smiles and says "Actually I did buy something earlier. So I didn't break that rule. Ha. Oh, and you didn't answer my question. Why do you fight for Devil? Considering that it I could have easily killed you while you were unconscious, I think I atleast deserve an honest answer."

 

Tantalizer squinted, feeling rather stupid.
"Because..."
She thought hard, and then said forcefully:
"Because he's right."
She then loaded her gun, and pointed towards Ares.

 

Ares stands infront of her, and gently moves the gun to the side. "Your eyes betray you. I can see the indecision in them. You don't believe that he is right, do you?" He moves in a little closer and puts one of his hands on her hip. "You are powerful, but as long as you fight for him, you will be nothing but a tool. He will abandon you, just like your battalion did. Is that really the type of person you want to fight for. Change sides, and you can become a hero to the people. Someone that they love and respect, rather than a source of fear and death."

 

Tantalizer raised an eyebrow and looked him through.
"Sounds like a mutt."
She thought to herself, and slowly placed the gun at his head.
"If I would've been wary about my decisions, I would not spare you."
She hissed at him, and then felt a little imbalance. She yelped as she slipped over the icing of a donut. Groaning, she got up and rubbed her back.
"Ouch, this place it just so badly maintained."
She raised her gun again, but this time her hands trembled.

 

"I won't lie to you. Unlike a lot of the rebels, I don't plan on simply getting rid of Devil's empire. That would only breed anarchy. The one and only thing me and Devil agree on, is that anarchy is always a bad thing. I plan to overthrow him, and become emperor. In my empire, you will be seen as a hero of the people. In his empire, you are nothing more than a pawn to be thrown away, once someone more useful comes along." says Ares. He sees that her hands are trembling. He takes a step closer so that the gun is right agains his chest. He notices, that the woman is about the same hieght he is. He puts his pointer finger under the barrel of the gun and raises it, so that it is between his eyes.

"So what is your decision? If you truely believe in Devil, then go ahead and pull the trigger. However, if you are willing to give me a chance to earn your trust, then holster your weapon."

 

Allan raised both his hands up in the air.
"You two I do not like fights in my bookstore," Allan paused to consider what he was doing, "If you don't stop I'll be forced to touch both of you at the same time."
Allan looked at them both sternly. He had never felt a confidence or a power before. He suddenly charged in the middle and peacefully took the gun away from the woman, without touching her.
"I have taken your weapon," Allan said he looked at both of them, "Sit down and keep it civil....thank you."
Allan walked back to the shelves slightly embarrassed at what he just done. He wanted to apologize for getting into their fight, but he felt no sense in doing it.

 

Ares sighs, and takes a hold of one of the woman's hands, and gently pulls her towards the couch. They both sit down. Ares turns to Allen and says "Sorry about doing it in your place, but I had to test her resolve." He turns towards the woman and says "By the way, I never caught your name. Also, you weren't going to pull the trigger, were you? I could see it in your eyes, you are a good person. Which makes me wonder, what Devil did to you to defend him."

 

Tantalizer huffed and looked away from Ares.
"This is far too embarrassing. I mean, I'm supposed to be crazy soldier with no mercy, and here I'm sitting on coffee table with a really stupid bookstore owner around. And the store isn't even up-to-date. And this guy I'm supposed to kill seems like a girl with terrible dress sense?"
She thought to herself, and then crossed her legs.
"I'll just wait for orders from Devil before I take more action. This place is eating my head."
She murmured, and continued:
"I'm Tantalizer. Commander to you."

 

Allan heard overheard the stupid owner and the not updated bookstore. At first Allan wanted to ignore it, but he walked back to the woman.
"Listen here I could have told Ares to hold you somewhere else, do not disrespect my home," Allan said, "This is a warm and friendly environment for people to read and relax it's suppose to look this way no futuristic fancy lights, no books on computers, no bells and whistle....you have a problem with it I demand you close your eyes then...also its advised not to insult the one who handing you hospitality."
Allan walked back to what he was doing with the bookshelves. Reorganizing whatever way he could.

 

Tantalizer's hand impulsively went to her holster but it was empty. She groaned and got off her couch, clenching her fists.
"Civilians like you who have rebels hanging around should be eliminated. Revere for your hospitality? Are you trying to joke with me?"
She said calmly, and then stopped by a window. It was shut closed, and that disturbed her. Her hands went to the window and she pulled it up.

 

Allan did something unexpected he grabbed the woman by the arm and brought her back onto the couch. He had prepared himself for what he was going to see to the best of his ability.
Diablo I love you, a woman's voice ring.
Hahaha! Love you know what I do with my lovers I eat their heart out.
Diablo I.....
Don't say any more I will accept your love only if you work for me
I will Diablo believe me...
One day you will become my queen when you become as cold heart as me
"You were in love with him," he said, "That is why you are doing all of this."

 

"She was the leader out there wasn't she?"

She nodded her head.

“Yes.” She muttered. She watched him look at the scene and she couldn’t help but feel for him. He was either a bit of a perfectionist, or something was going on in his head that she didn’t understand. She got closer to the edge.

"You're to kind, if I make you uncomfortable you should tell me to go."

“Move out of your comfort zone. You can only grow if you are willing to feel awkward and uncomfortable when you try something new.” She muttered, “I think Brian Tracy said that.”

Her hands kneaded into the covers and she rolled over again.

“Tell me, what were you thinking? I couldn’t read your face. When you looked over tonight. I’m trying to understand.”