So this chapter
almost wasn’t tonight. I have had a really bad day with my depression, no
friggin clue as to what set it off, but from 9:30- 1:00 I have had various
styles of a continuous emotional breakdown. But I won’t get into it other than
to say it was difficult for me to pick up a piece of chalk so I knew typing
would be a bitch. But here I am because I lofe you guys… J
Once Marianne got Gunner settled and was certain Dawn had a
good seat on the horse and wouldn’t fall off, she dove from her saddle and
raced to the inferno that had once been a train car. She didn’t know what she
would do once she got there but even if she had have had a plan she never would
have gotten to execute it. Brutus reached down from his dun colored Clydesdale cross
and scooped her up, keeping her from diving headlong into the flames.
“Let me go!” she screamed, kicking at him, but all her fight
was gone and her little fists and feet barely phased the giant.
Finally, completely spent, Brutus lowered Marianne back to
the ground. Dawn rode over with Sunny right beside her.
“M-Marianne?” Dawn’s soft voice brought her elder sister
back a little. Marianne looked up at Dawn, her eyes red from the tears she had
been unconsciously crying.
“Are you alright, Dawn?” she asked, putting her own pain on
the backburner as she always did. Dawn slipped from the saddle, Sunny holding
her hand from his horse so she didn’t fall, and helped her sister up pulling
her into a hug.
“I’m fine, Marianne,” she whispered, “I was so worried about
you. I thought Los Duendes had kidnapped you and then I find out you joined
Marianne pulled back and wiped her eyes with the sleeve of
her coat, “It was that or return with Roland.”
“He was bad news,” Dawn agreed.
Marianne smiled and reached into the pocket of her fringed
coat. “I have something for you,” she said, her voice cracking from the
emotions. Dawn looked at her confused until Marianne placed the object into
Dawn’s outstretched hand.
“Mother’s necklace!” she gasped, looking up at Marianne.
The elder sister smiled, “I did promise to return it.” Dawn
burst into tears at this and tried to put it back on quickly. Marianne glanced
at Sunny, still on his horse. He quickly got the message and jumped down.
“Let me, Miss Dawn,” he said. Dawn looked at him in surprise
but handed him the necklace that he gently clasped around her neck.
She touched the charm and then turned back to him. He gave
her a weak little smile and suddenly found himself bombarded by the blond who
flung her arms around him in a hug and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. She
pulled back and both were blushing fiercely but both very happy.
Marianne smiled, happy for them and turned back to the
blazing fire. It was smaller now, dying down, but still a blazing reminder of
what she had lost.
She had lost. She
didn’t even realize it until she had lost it but Marianne had been slowly,
reluctantly, falling for the leader of Los Duendes. Then Roland had to go and
ruin it all again. She took a deep shuddering breath and turned back to the
They were a mix of looking at the burning wreckage and at
her. Of those looking at her the emotions ranged from sadness, to pity, to
wondering what they would do now without a leader. Marianne knew what she would
have to do and braced herself for the good-byes.
“Sunny, you and Dawn be careful. I know you love each other
but it is dangerous out there for you two to be together. If you ever need
anything, Sunny, you know where Los Duendes are,” Marianne said.
“Why does it sound like you are saying good-bye?” Dawn
asked, sadness filling her voice, though she didn’t let go of Sunny’s arm.
“Because, Dawn, I am. I love you. And tell Papa I love him,
too, but look at them,” she said, gesturing to the gang who looked on with lost
faces, “They need a leader. I am the only one here they trust enough to lead
Dawn looked over them and back at her sister. “Promise me
one thing, Marianne,” she said taking her hand.
“Promise, you will come visit us often,” Dawn said, with
that waver in her voice.
Marianne smiled sadly, “Promise.” Dawn hugged her tightly
and let Sunny help her onto his horse. “Keep an eye on them, Pare.”
Pare nodded and looked at the fox who smiled up at her, “He
will, too.” Marianne had been around Pare long enough to know what he meant and
smiled at the fox, too.
She made her way back to Gunner, stroking his nose before
swinging up into the saddle and turning to look at the gang. Her gang. Los
Duendes watched her, awaiting their orders, knowing she was the best to lead
Taking a deep breath she spun Gunner and was about to shout
out the infamous, ‘let’s ride’ when a
gruff familiar voice rose over the noise of shifting horses and licking flames.
A voice that made Marianne’s heart jump in ways it shouldn’t have ever jumped.
“Who the hell has my horse?!”
Kinda short compared
to the others but hey it’s awesome. I figured out how to add chapters! Reblog,
Review, Rejoice! Anyway… still accepting ideas if anyone has any at all they
want to see in Rio de Hadas. <3