Deleted scenes with commentary.
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Lucy- Disownment, Revenge, and road to a new home.
Loss, Reality, the ticking seconds on the clock above a photo frame that contains a joyous moment between a husband and wife, and the offspring took away the origin of that photo. Oh why must she become a widow, why does she have to be many of the unlucky Griffons that has sleep in a bed made for two and open the closet door where one side has the clothes of her Jorah? Reality one wish it was just a dream to be woken up from or maybe just a vision of a bad thought but no it isn’t…IT FRAKKEN ISN’T… TO LIVE IN A WORLD WHERE HER HUSBAND IS GONE, TO SEE HER DAUGHTER MOURNING FOR HIM WHEN IT WAS BECAUSE OF HER HE’S GONE, BUT THEN AGAIN SHE ENCOURAGED LUCY TO BECOME A MARINE, SO SHE CAN BLAME LUCY BUT SHE MUST BLAME HERSELF AS WELL.
“Mother??” Lucy does not know if she should lay a hand on her shoulder. “Do you want to come with me to the market?”
The Market. “Why.”
“Mother you’ve been in your room…”
“No Lucy why!” The mother growls.
“Why what mother?”
“Only I and Jorah go to the market! Only us and you don’t! SO WHY DO WANT TO RUIN SOMETHING THAT ONLY I AND JORAH WILL DO…! GET OUT!”
*Gasp!* Lucy does not believe what she just heard. “Mother…”
“I said get out and never come back! Because of both of us he’s gone and the last thing I want is to look at the other half of my Jorah’s death! Get out now!” The mother throws a family photo at Lucy and just roars her pain. “GET OUT!!”
Lucy with tears in her eyes flies and looks back at the place she once called home. “I have nothing to lose now.”
*
In Fu’gxi.
“Tell me how does it feel to see you mother at my mercy and you can’t do anything to protect her humph just like me when you beheaded my father you bastard Musashi.” A cloaked Lucy using her skills snuck into the palace of Fu’gxi and beat up and gagged Musachi along with capturing his mother.
“Mhmmmmm!!” A bloodied Musachi screams through his gag as Lucy points his katana at his mother.
“What was that?” Lucy asks with a hand over ear. “You telling me not to kill your mother?”
Still screaming but this time with nods Musachi gets on knees.
Angered while at the same time very controlling of herself, Lucy just looks at him with disgust. “My father was on his knees yet unlike you he did not beg for his life.” Lucy raises the katana ready to kill his mother. “But unlike you I will never stoop down to your level.” Instead she just strikes the mother and comes towards the bastard. “I wonder how loud I can make you scream you son of a wretch.” With the nonlethal broadside of the katana Lucy swings it like a baseball bat hitting him right in the side of the head.
As expected the bastard screams in pain which shields him form the pain that is supposed to come when a wing sliced off.
“Please don’t kill him!” The bastard’s mother begs.
The motherly voice begging for her son’s life reminds Lucy of the mother who disowned her. “You know what frak it, I will not prolong his pain but I want you see & feel what I felt when my father on his knees lied before him. I want you to feel helpless, weak, and ashamed for not being able to save someone you love dearly.” With that said Lucy places the blade behind the bastard’s neck to find the sweet spot. “I will end you the same way you ended my father but unlike him you are afraid he was not…my father will always be stronger than you.”
*Plish*
As fast the sword came down Lucy flies out to avoid hearing the screams of the mother crying for her beheaded son.
“I will find a new home in Equestria where the Vanguard…I-I will take his offer so I can start anew. But more importantly forgive me Father.”
The Griffon gains more altitude and heads to Equestria.
For a new beginning.
**
Commentary
I wrote most of this piece well maybe about fifty to seventy five percent until I made the upmost decision to erase it because while writing about Lucy’s mother it reminded me of the death of a dear family friend who left behind a wife and two children and while I continued writing this scene despite being reminded of his death the last straw came when I remembered the loud scream of his wife unleashed when his coffin was laid down and I just stopped. And deleted this section. It wasn’t until I finally obtained the will to go back and start over but only write the minimum removing a lot of the detail I written before.
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Crystal Empire- Gilda, maternal, Love.
Trotting around in sheer amazement of the shining Crystal building Gilda couldn’t help but take a moment to look at that spinning crystal heart thingie up close. “I don’t know how this thing can keep on spinning by itself.” Gilda tells herself. “Is it one of those things that float over a magnet base?” Thus Gilda touches the base where the heart floats only feel its crystal like everything else. “Hmm I guess this thing is floating because of magic.”
“You are very right my dear niece.” Cadance comes from behind to confirm Gilda’s self-spoken question. “However, it isn’t magic that makes it spin it is love.”
“Love?” Gilda asks.
“Yes love Gilda though since I have you here I want you to touch it.” Cadance gently nudges Gilda back to the pedestal.
Being mindful of how fast the crystal heart is spinning Gilda naturally says no because it might slice off her fingers and she is in no mood in losing body parts today.
“Trust me Gilda nothing will happen to your fingers, if what I think what will happen, will happen.”
“Uhhh somehow that doesn’t reassure me much Aunt Cadance.” Gilda backpedals a few steps.
“Please Gilda.” Cadance asks in her lovely voice.
*sigh* Gentle voices always convinces Gilda to things she does not wish to do. “Fine.” Gilda reaches out to the Crystal Heart to touch it and when the tip of her index finger is just a few centimeters away, the heart abruptly stops. “Whoa the heart just stopped! Do you do something Aunt Cadance!?”
“No I didn’t do anything Gilda it’s you who made it stop.” What Cadance thought will happen did happen. “She has his pure love inside of her hmmmm, so it will be him, Gilda, and his future child that’ll be three beings being manifestations of Love living here in the earth.”
“I didn’t break it did I?” Gilda retracts her hand nonetheless.
Laughing a bit first Cadance shakes her head to control herself. “No you didn’t now please touch it Gilda.”
With a slight tremble in her hand Gilda touches the Crystal heart but surprising upon contact the heart glows brightly. “Incredible!”
“Indeed Gilda.” Cadance, is very pleased with her niece being her brother’s daughter.
*
While the Princess of Love and Griffon walk about a mother pushing a little stroller holding her baby hits a slight bump on the road awaking the sleeping foal causing the baby to start crying.
“Huh?” Inside her heart the Griffon feels a tug to change her direction from the palace to the mother trying her best to soothe her baby. “Cadance that baby is crying.”
“I know I can hear the baby cry…uhhh why are you heading towards them?” Surprised by Gilda heading towards the Crystal mare despite being warned of their xenophobic nature and no not the Xenomorphs.
“That baby is crying perhaps maybe I can try to calm the child down.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea Gilda, oh boy she didn’t hear me.” Nevertheless Cadance follows close to use her presence as safety net for Gilda.
Finally within speaking distance of the mother with the crying child, Gilda softly taps the shoulder of the mother. “Excuse me ma’am will you mind if I can try to sooth your child?”
Turning around to see the meatbag being close is well bad enough but being touched and then being asked to hand the child over to the meatbag!? The tenacity of this meatbag! “Of course n…” Her eyes twitch to see Princess Mi Amore Cadenza giving her a very serious expression. “Err, uhhhm, I-I, of course just be careful with him please.”
“Oh he’s a boy!” Makes it easier for Gilda instead of calling the foal, baby or sweetie, hell don’t want sound like dreadful dweeb or even worse a pillock heh nothing beats that. “You are sweet little stallion are you.” Gilda coos to the crying colt. “I know you’re upset but right now it isn’t a time to be so when you are here with your mother something of which I never had well not entirely but I can do without but you little stallion you have her and you have your father.” Gilda starts rocking the baby and then suddenly remembers the song her father sang to her long, long ago. “Ahem.”
“Ahem??” The mother nearly growls. “What is she going to do now recite Shakespeare because it takes a lot to calm him down!” Scorns the mare.
“Silence.” Cadance declares. “Her father is my brother and you have no right to neither disrespect my niece nor question what she is going to do next.”
The mother gasps as naturally expected and begins begging her majesty for forgiveness.
“Oh it’s not me you should be asking for forgiveness for it’s her when she’s done soothing your son.”
“I will.” Never thought the meatbag will be related to her crystal majesty.
Gilda will do her best to sing to the young colt the same way her father sang to her for it isn’t the song that sooths the cry baby but the tender singing itself that does the soothing. “Oh are you not the cutest baby there is!” Gilda whispers then passes the back of her fingers across the baby’s cheeks. “I feel so caring for this child along with feeling ready to protect it. Wait, I am almost an adult and I think I’m feeling…my maternal instinct is. I think I am feeling the same feeling father felt when he found I mean when I was put into his arms. Ummm he’s now asleep I better hand him back to his mother before she gets the idea to beat the heck out of me.” So Gilda hands the sleeping child back to his mother and tries her best to smile at the crystal mare.
“Than-thank you for soothing him.” While her slight stammer may suggest otherwise inside she very thankful for Gilda soothing him. “Farewell.”
“Than-thank you for soothing him.” While her slight stammer may suggest otherwise inside she is very thankful for Gilda soothing him. “Farewell.”
Coming by her niece Cadance softy nudges the Griffon. “You did well Gilda and you impressed me.”
“I felt it Aunt Cadance.”
“Felt what Gilda?” Cadance asks.
Gilda takes a deep breath as if what she going to say is laugh worthy. “I felt my maternal instinct.”
Surprised for this is surprising news to be just graced with from out of the blue, Cadance places a hoof on her head as if to catch herself. “It makes sense now. The Daughter becomes the Father and the Father the Daughter.”
Gilda seeing that Cadance accepted her words thanks her Aunt for understanding. “And there’s one more thing that I’ve been thinking for a long time despite having my mind, my real mind being suppressed for a decade. It’s something that I guess may be the reason why I never felt attracted to the stallions of my species, along with remembering how they always mistreated me and father even though he was their Vanguard but Father didn’t want them to know it was him. They always stared at us whenever we went to the market, they will snicker at us when father will carry me on his back, and what I remember most is how when father will take me to the park they will call their children so they will not play with me…except for one mother who allowed her son to be my first friend…”
“Aww that so sweet.” Cadance couldn’t help but emphasize the thing she considered bright.
However, Gilda is quick to rain on her party. “My only friend who I loved as my brother died in my arms in the War.”
“Oh…” At least there is no rain cloud above her.
“When I was child a famine came he left to find food leaving me without friends so when I became a teenager some Griffons befriended me and I being so eager to make friends embraced their friendship even though I thought they were faking it and in the end I was right. All seven tried to jump me and beat me up just because my father is a pony so out of fear I called out to him making him appear before them and he, he, he fought not only those mean mares but their parents as well. Of course I can see in his eyes that he wanted to kill them but he didn’t instead he just broke their wings rendering flightless for the rest of their lives. All the pain I experienced in my childhood came from my own species and the only one who treated me like his sister is dead.”
Cadance trying not to be persuaded to look upon the Griffons in a dark light tells Gilda there will always be good Griffons among the bad.
“If there are good Griffons among the bad then it is too late for my mind to be changed. I disown them, I don’t ever want to return to the Griffon Republic, I don’t ever want to see another Griffon unless it’s Oliver, his son, or the Gypsies who were kind to me and my father. My species turned their back on me and like a fool I fought to protect them during the War. I should have let them burn but it will make me no better than them. I-I will fall in Love one day and it will be a stallion of my father species. I will marry a Pony, I will marry a Stallion who I know will never abandon me or hurt me just because my father is a pony.”
“As long as you find the right one then do whatever, you see fit Gilda. For deserve the best and I’m sure your father will never stop you from marrying a stallion.” Cadance places her right on Gilda’s shoulders to bring her close. “You don’t need my permission to marry a stallion of my species for true Love has no boundaries.”
“Thank you, Aunt Cadance.”
**
Commentary.
I removed this part because I felt that Gilda discovering her maternal should occur when she is with a mare whom she comes to sees as her Mother Figure and no it isn’t Cadance or Princess Celestia that will come later. As for the part discussing her reasons for not being attracted to the Male Griffons, I decided to focus more on Cadance helping Gilda figure out her femininity.
**
Fort Rivendell- Battle and Plea.
Fort Rivendell- 4000 troops. Surprise- 25010
In the peaceful cover of a star filled night newly promoted Brigadier General Shingi Crockett is trying to adjust to his rank by reminding himself he doesn’t have to do sentry duty at all but he doesn’t mind walking around the Fort to get acquitted with it and still marvel how the fort guards the entire east of the Republic thanks to a long mountain range where the only accessible path is the Fort Rivendell itself. That is filled by the strongest soldiers of the four branches of the Republic military.
Meanwhile, one and a half klicks from the fort General Robespierre turns to speak to his top officers of his army. “Wengi mataifa err sorry for speaking in my common tongue ahem Many nations have signed a treaty with the Republic and two very powerful one were brought to knees thanks to their mythical Vanguard and their skill…”
One officer speaks without permission. “Sir their Vanguard destroyed the Primordials all by himself he also took out a massive purple dragon, and he will always go in first to thin out the enemy before the main Republic forces moved in. What if their Vanguard is here and he senses us right now!”
Robespierre scoffs. “The Vanguard is absent for I learned when the Republic went into their seconds Conquest they attacked the enemy themselves so I believe their Vanguard is either resting or gone. And the City state of Airinsol will not be intimidated to sign a treaty that we had no voice in we will make the Republic sign a treaty that is upon our conditions but then again why might them sign a treaty when we can conquer them. So we will attack them with the element of surprise then move in blending into their environment and sow seeds of bewilderment by performing guerrilla attacks and making their own citizens starting with the dimwitted wealthy and weak minded citizens look to the left.”
“Look to the left?” Repeats the high ranking officer. “What is that supposed to do I’m looking to the left right now and nothing is happening.”
General Robespierre laughs. “Nyinyi mjinga. If you want to conquer a powerful nation especially a nation that contains a free society where they have freedom of speech, press, right to defend themselves, and whatever other rights that makes a free nation a powerful nation we divide the citizens against themselves. Make them believe what they rightfully earned is ill-gotten, make them abandon thinking with logic, reason & common sense and make think on sole emotion, turn them against their heroes their soldiers, make them hate the freedom of speech on the ground that their precious little feelings will be hurt oh by starting in her Universities of Knowledge, and most of all make them turn against their Constitution. The shield that protects their freedom. If we divide them is just makes it all the easier for us to conquer the Republic.” A brilliant plan that will weaken the enemy from the inside without the loss of life. “Divided they fall. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA COUGH!” Two sprays from his breath spray later. “Ahem, AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
Nonetheless, the high officers are still worried about the Vanguard. “But what if during our window the Vanguard returns!”
Brought to a pause Robespierre still smiles. “Their Vanguard cannot protect them from the seeds we’ll plant and I can say he will not fight against the very Griffons he protects. Now the time has come send in the troops in order for us to plant our seeds.”
Robespierre’s forces forgoing flight to attack the fort knowing that they will be spotted commence climbing up the rocky hill the fort is located on.
On the wall an archer performing his sentry duty walks about looking into the vast land thinking when he’ll finish his tour here at the fort because being holed up here in the fort with nothing but desert and 152mm howitzers gets tiring plus the food is starting to get bland heh, it must be the shipment of those MRE’s instead of the normal shipment of normal food. Anyway the sentry was about to take a quick break to find peach in the mess hall. “Huh?” A sudden rattle of pebbles falling from out of nowhere in the night makes him look over the wall. “OH FRAK!” With the speed of light he fires an arrow at a spotted enemy. “SOUND THE ALARM WE’RE UNDER ATTACK, SOUND THE ALARM!!”
From afar looking through a spyglass and clearing hearing the alarm being rung Robespierre grunts in discontent but nevertheless, smirks to having the numerical advantage. “The battle has begun.”
“Archers loose!” Shingi Crockett orders from behind the archers. “Load the artillery with grapeshot, you hurry and fly to the Republic! NOW!”
“Yes sir!” The Griffon removing everything that’ll only slow him down flies out but looks away from the General knowing Crockett’s name will be etched on a wall of marble.
“Quickly push the howitzer here, frak enemy formations being formed archers concentrate fire on them. Put battery seven there quickly push them here!” Even when the enemy formation is being fired upon they still advance. “Move battery two, six, twelve to the center while for batteries one, three, four, and five cut the trigger strings!” Shingi ignores the batteries on the other side of the fort for there is no reason to even worry about them at all.
“Ready to fire, sir.” Deborah the only female soldier in the fort reports to General Crockett.
“Five degrees elevation, two degrees left, FIRE!” Grapeshot creates a huge gap in the approaching enemy formation but as fast as the gap was created the gap was filled with more enemy troops. “Reload double time!”
“Yes sir!” Deborah unlocks the breech to eject the spent shell.
Republic forces-3459 Robespierre’s army- 24197
*clang* Shingi’s blocks an enemy sword. “Archers keeping firing on the soldiers coming up the wall, artillery keep firing grapeshot. AUGH!” His spear stabs an enemy while next to him a fellow soldier gets killed. “Frak they’re overrunning us!” A cold chill runs down his spine.
“Sir, the enemy soldiers are starting to spill over the wall and our archers are running out of arrows.” Reports one of the archers.
Shingi looks around while feeling the air rush past him due to the battery being fired knows all he can do now is just kill as many enemy troops he can for he cannot stall them, nor can he retreat from the fort, and he accepts that there will be a memorial set up for him where his name along with his brothers and one sister will be. “I lead them I will die with them.” More grapeshot is fired and more Republic troops fall to the ground. “FALL BACK TO THE KEEP!” Before retreating he cuts the trigger string of batteries two and six so they cannot be used against them.
Deborah helping up a fellow soldier is about pass her sword to the loader so he can cut the trigger string until an enemy archer hits him. “Ethan!” Rushing to his side she tries to pick him up to carry him to the center but he pushes her away.
“Go don’t worry about me! Go damn it go!” Ethan pulls the arrow out of his back but receives another. “AHH! GO! I’ll cut the string!”
Deborah quick grasps his hand then falls back to the center. “Good bye brother.”
Ethan dragging himself to the howitzer grabs the string. “Damn it!” A third arrow plants itself in his right arm causing the sword to fall. “I can’t do it…” A fourth arrow brings white light to his eyes.
Republic forces- 2098 Robespierre’s army- 22267
The enemy airborne Griffons come to the ground to completely relish the fight with the vastly outnumbered Republic Forces. “What?” Robespierre receives word from a courier. “Their general is fighting with them? Well then I want him alive. Spare him but kill the rest.” He commands the courier to deliver his order to the occurring battle.
The Republic forces exhausting all of their arrows resort to throwing their trusty spears while slowly falling back to the center lining up the enemy in the waiting howitzers firing range.
“FIRE!” Two huge gaps form and again the gaps are filled. “FIRE!” Mores gaps, more dead enemies, yet more living ones fill the gaps. “I can’t hold them here in the center if I do they will completely encircle us. Have to fall back into the keep! Make a last stand there…” His attention is caught by battery twelve turning around to face him and his troops. “Bloody…” Nothing is disheartening than seeing one’s own weapon being used against them. “Take cover!”
The Republic’s own grapeshot tear down Republic soldiers the same way a sickle cuts through the stems of ripe wheat though as if luck can even be called luck Shingi rises up from the ground unscathed.
“Sir…” A dying Republic soldier pushes his sword towards the General. “Honor to ser…” The soldier dies with his eyes wide open.
“Fall back to the keep! Fall back to the keep!” The recovered Republic soldiers manage to make it into the keep, shutting the doors behind them, and barricade it with whatever they can lay their hands on out of the fruitless hope of stopping the inevitable. But sadly outside the Republic troops that didn’t recover fast enough are sent to the other side.
Republic forces-17 Robespierre’s army- 18266
Inside the keep General Crockett finally notices there is a female Griffon among their ranks. “Well just now in the most of unfavorable circumstances I notice a female soldier fighting alongside of us.”
Honored while inside afraid to see she is living her last minute upon this Earth Deborah only salutes her brave general. “Sir General Crockett sir, it’s been an honor to fight by your side.”
Meanwhile at the doors loud banging by a battering ram weakens it.
While in the whatever remaining safety the weakening doors provide Shingi looks down on the ground laughing that he didn’t get to go a full week as Brigadier General, he looks to every one of his remaining troops. “Remember what we do here has an effect in the future for no matter how many little of us there are will never tremble because we are the last…we are the damn few that stand in front of a beast and spit at it in the eye. I am honored to fight with you my brothers and sister and I am honored to have bled with you as well. Together we stand; together we shall open our eyes to the grace of the Other Side.” General and Soldiers, for a moment drop their weapons and grab hands to usher in the rite that they as a family will take.
The final bang finally brings the door down causing them to pick up their weapons and stand ready before the approaching beast. “Do you regret it?” Shingi asks Deborah.
“Huh regret what?”
“Regret joining the military.”
Deborah sniffles to Shingi’s question. “The only thing I regret is you and I will be the only ones remembered the most for you are the brave general and I am the only female who died here.”
Shingi releases a tired sigh to Deborah’s revelation. “Too sure.” His right hand tightly grips his sword as the beast moves in.
“FOR THE REPUBLIC! CHARGE!!!!”
Republic troops move forward without ever thinking of stepping back.
Republic Forces- 1 Robespierre’s army- 18241
Captured, defeated, bleeding, unarmed, and being dragged to the leader of the enemy army, Shingi glues his eyes to the ground or closes them to respect his fallen brothers. “Why.” He asks the soldiers dragging him to their leader.
“You will find out soon enough.” Replies one the enemy soldiers.
“Ahh at last here is the great General Oliver of the Republic, you can’t believe how happy I am to have you before me now let’s down to business Mkuu wangu wapenzi, I mean oh forget it.”
Shingi cannot believe the enemy thinks he’s Oliver so maybe this can be a good thing. “I am not General Oliver I am Brigadier General Shingi Crockett, now why will you attack the Republic if we have not done anything to you.”
Robespierre grabbed a peach from a servant and sinks his teeth into ignoring the juices running down his hand and dripping down on the ground in front of Shingi. “Well so much for having the great General Oliver instead I have you who nonetheless, is quite admirable seeing you fight alongside your troops. Hmmm.” Another bite of the peach makes an unwanted pause. “Say you’re the Republic General and I as a General so it is my duty to treat with respect so do you want a peach?”
“What?” Shingi is trying to decide if the enemy general is either gaming him or being genuine about respecting him. “You still haven’t answered my question.” Shingi takes the peach thanking Robespierre with a simple nod.
Being silent at first to make sure he does not have a slip in of his common tongue Robespierre looks over his shoulder making sure his surprise in the unknown. “The Republic has been intimidating others through a piece of paper and through the strength of its soldiers. I on the other hand will not experience either one and not only will I defy the mighty Republic I will conquer it from the inside.”
Shingi just taking three bites of his peach drops like he’s done with the fruit. “You can try but the Vanguard will come and he will destroy all…”
“NO!” Robespierre interrupts. “If your Vanguard was here I will dead already but he isn’t, you are wrong General Crockett and my plan isn’t personally attacking your Republic directly but dividing your citizens against one another, against their troops, against their inalienable rights, against the moral fiber that made the Republic strong, and against reason, logic, & common sense. Once all of that is in motion it’s just a matter of time before the Republic tears itself apart and I can make my move.”
“Clever no very wise General, your plan starts with shock, then passive aggression, and ends with the awe. Of course the Vanguard your biggest concern cannot do anything for he will not attack the Republic citizens when they start tearing each other apart.”
Robespierre gives Shingi his due for being quite smart. “Look I consider myself a finisher of things but I am not sadistic.” His stops to take a look around at the dead Republic soldiers. “Well not of innocent Griffons that is. You have proven to me by your words that you can be reasonable and I am welling to spare your life if you join me by helping me finding more weaknesses in the Republic.” With his nearly finished peach in his left hand Robespierre extends his right hand to Shingi. “You are reasonable are you not?”
Still as the bodies of his fallen brothers, Shingi’s survival instinct comes in telling him to accept for he will live and despite dishonoring the Constitution he sworn to protect he still live to see his family. But on the other side of his psyche his honor reminds him what will happen to the free society that he grew up in, many will die, the experiment that the Republic’s founding fathers started will end, and a nation that is the Pinnacle of Freedom will be no more. He made a promise to protect the citizens of Republic and as a male he will honor his word to utilize his protective instinct. “I will not join you. I will not betray the Republic and you are a coward sir for not having the gall to face the Republic forces full on in battle.”
Displeased but yet very much composed Robespierre will show just how shielded by shadows he is. “Well I am one that knows how to get results and as a male I knows everything that makes a male tick like a watch, thus when I found out that the Republic began allowing females oh I knew I can use this to my advantage. Why? Before you speak up interrupting me, males are instinctively protective of females I mean really if a male had to choose to help a wounded male comrade or a wounded female comrade. The screams of the female will make him go to her even if the male is much severely wounded. So I figured I will use that to make you tell me every weaknesses in the Republic. Bring her here.” Taking the last bite of his peach he throws the pit away smiling to what’s to come and put the protective instinct all males have to the most torturous test.
*GASP* “Deborah!”
The captured female is thrown in front of General Crockett followed by the shrill of swords being drawn from their sheaths.
“So General Crockett, what will it take for me to make you talk. Shall I have her hands cut off, her wings slowly ripped off her back, perhaps make you watch her as she’s being raped will convince you but she’ll keep her mouth shut I bet, or maybe I should flay her yeah the screams from that will be loud. Loo hii ni kubwa!”
“Don’t do it General, forget about me!” Deborah shouts while being the resourceful sly female she is she reaches for a small blade hidden her wrist guards and begins cutting the rope that binds her hands.
General Robespierre laughs at Deborah’s pleas to General Crockett. “Yes try to delay the inevitable but I think cutting your hands off will do the trick WHAT!”
Deborah free of her binds lunges forward attacking two enemy soldiers and grabbing one of their swords but before she had the idea to attack Robespierre many enemy Griffons land in front of their General. So looking back at Shingi then looking at Robespierre being shielded by his troops Deborah makes the ultimate choice which her decision is a decision that will take others ages to decide but her she made it on the spot for the greater good and to preserve Shingi’s honor. “As a female at least we’re known to make decisions without taking much needed thought well most of the time. Honor to serve with you General Crockett. AHH!” Deborah commits seppuku.
Shingi lowers his head to not look at Deborah lying still on the ground.
“Humph, clever girl.” Robespierre chides.
With nothing holding him back Shingi looks straight into Robespierre’s eyes to give him a glimpse into the future. “You will fail General Robespierre, your plan will never come to fruition, the Vanguard will come and destroy you. For this nation under the Great Spirit and the government of the Griffons, by the Griffons, and for the Griffons shall perish from the earth.”
Seeing this will get him nowhere, Robespierre raises his right hand. “Do you at least know why I gave you the peach?”
*silence*
“Because I knew this will happen and to be fair to a fellow General, I wanted you to have something sweet before you die. Because the thing about death is that it comes without giving anyone the common courtesy of letting anyone have one last creature comfort. Look at your brothers how many of them thought of having something before I came but never got it? Look at your sister what did she want before I came. Chocolate? A comfortable pillow? A promotion? Who knows what any one of these soldiers wanted but one thing I do know is all of them will say yes to something sweet. So you made the right choice of taking my offering for no one should deny themselves the creature comfort of having something sweet as a peach because at that moment you may have never tasted something sweet ever again.”
“Just give me an honorable death.” Shingi Crockett demands.
“Of course General Crockett.” Robespierre brings down his hand making the soldier standing behind Shingi bury his sword into Republic’s general spine.
Suddenly from out of nowhere a massive storm with gale power winds comes in ground the enemy forces from moving on from the fort and into the Republic. “Damn it! This storm won’t allow us to move…fortify the fort now! The Republic will come.”
“How do you know sir?” Asks a high ranking officer.
Robespierre points at the dead Republic soldiers. “There’s supposed to four thousand Republic soldiers instead there’s three thousand nine hundred ninety nine. One flew to warn the Republic now they will come but they will come to volleys fired by their own howitzers.
***
In the Republic President Madison looks at his dear wife hearing her voice in his heading asking him if Oliver knows.
In response to her telepathic question.
Oliver now fully awake to the dire news says two words because attacking an enemy infested Fort Rivendell is utter suicide.
“Táte K’ola.”
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The reason I removed this sections I thought it will be best to instead make it a surprise when General Oliver is notified in order to bring in something deadly into the mix plus I really desire to put in a major reference to a thing I enjoyed a really long while back.
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