Well, here I am, at the final chapter of the story which many have
criticised, and many others have enjoyed. I hope this final chapter
leaves you satisfied, and desiring more. As many great men (and
women) have said, "The true goal of an author is to leave the reader
wanting more." That's what I hope to have accomplished for at least
one reader out there.
Sailor Moon and her likeness yadda yadda yadda yadda yadda, you've
heard it all before.
As always, C&C is welcome at redhawkeanime@hotmail.com
The Die Is Cast - Chapter 6 - Intervention
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by The Legendary Redhawke
Thus, one single decision cried out to be made. One decision to
change three lives. One decision to break a heart, and overjoy
another, while one will always lay torn between the love left
behind, and the love followed.
No such decision could e'er be made alone.
As I woke that decisive morn, the fresh spring scent still lingered
upon my lips. Three stray blonde hairs found their way to my hand
from my rain worn tuxedo. Alas, what fate is this to be met? What
cruel deity hath wrought this vengeance upon my sorrowed self? I
must seek the sage. The one whose wisdom rings truth throughout
time. I could never hope to make such a gargantuan quandry as one
single man.
"I need to talk to Amy."
As the sweetest sun rose over sweetest Tokyo, my heart, and indeed,
my soul, lay in subservience, to my dilemma, to my misguided loves,
to myself. In one swift action, the chains became broken, and the
servile, free. I took over that foul morning, and began the path
to ending this.
I stepped out the door with an eerie sense of necessity. I called
Amy from a payphone somewhere down the street, and requested a
meeting. No telephone would be safe enough to keep this most
tempestuous of tales from the ears of those blonde angels whose
hearts were now in my double trust.
"Amy, can you meet me for coffee?"
"Sure Darien, but what for?"
"I'll tell you when you get here."
This intervention was the final stone to cross ere could I be
considered done with my amatory dillema. No single event could
ever free me from those bonds which hath I tied myself in the
pursuit, fruitless as it may be, of the truest love. Why should
destiny rule my life? On the right balance sat my destined love,
my bunny. She had always kept me, destined or not, as hers.
Within the balance left, my angel. Despite destiny, and Serena,
she kept me, as what I could be, the secret love, the forbidden
fruit. Eden's apple I.
The sage arrived in the most critical moment. Whence could I have
imagined that this girl could my savior be? Though, shall it not
seem odd, or misplaced, as this girl, this single girl, bore more
wisdom than e'er had I seen within any one person. Gifted was she,
and is she, and lucky shall be he who shall take this sage for his
wife.
"Hey Darien! What's up that I had to be here so quickly?"
"Sit down Amy."
The tale poured from my lips in deepest confidence, and my sorrow
faded, but for those moments. Yet it did return, once had I
completed the recollection of the escapades which had borne such
sorrow. The blue haired guide, passed through the many emotions
laden by such toilings. The balance shifted over and over in my
mind as each event replayed itself in my memories and emotions.
Several tears stained that wooden table upon that morn, yet 'twas it
worth it by all means.
"I see....."
What more words could I have expected immediately following such an
outbreak as that which had I spewed forth? Her pondering over her
coffee lifted spirits mine, and made me eager. Eager to hear her
response, eager to hear the solution, eager to end this all.
"Well Darien, I don't quite know what to say."
"I need some help with this Amy, and you're the only person that I
trust with this kind of thing. I'm stuck, and I don't know what to
do. I know that I have to choose, but everytime I try to make a
decision, it's like.....I don't know......like when I start to choose
one, the other becomes more appealing. It's hard to explain."
"I know Darien, I know it is."
She seemed to know what I longed to hear, and said it with such ease.
Alas, my problem still lay as what 'twas, a problem, my problem, my
choice. I prayed to the heavens for an answer to strike me, to let
me know what should be done. For once, I wanted destiny to tell me
how things should be.
"Darien, there's really only one thing that I can tell you right
now......"
No answer, no solution, no single word to lead my actions. It struck
me then, as the one thought that had I requested since my quandry
surfaced. I knew. For the first true time, I knew. I knew what had
to be done, I knew where my path lay, I knew every answer that I had
e'er truly sought.
"This is a decision I have to make for myself?"
"Yes. Look deep within yourself, and choose, for once, for always.
Make it wisely, because you'll only get one chance."
"Thanks Amy."
As she left, I realized, yet again, that I was alone. I had made
this decision from the beginning, and now, my decision once more it
was. It had to be the best decision that e'er be made.
As the afternoon sun rose o'er my head, and the clouds danced across
the silent sky, not a word was shed. The bustle of the world around
me faded into a myriad of colors. The tranquil and the calm were all
that I employed. The motions all around me: mothers with their
children, men working, and students returning from school, all blurred
into a delightful mosaic of that moment.
Afternoon passed into twilight, and the hues of orange and pink made the
once silent sky, whisper pleasures to the ears below. As I walked
through the valley of contemplation, my heart spoke freely, and my mind
was silent. Rationality was misplaced in that site. Only emotion could
be audible in such a place.
I reached the corner of my fate. To the left, Serena. To the right,
Mina. There I stood contemplating who to go to, and what to say to
them.
For time uncounted, I stood upon that tiny street corner, in the centre
of Tokyo, somewhere unnoticed in the middle of the world. A million
such
decisions must have been occuring on a million street corners in the
world at that very moment, and not one could have been as difficult as
that which I faced that moment. Upon that tiny street corner I
stood......
And there I stand.
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Well, thanks for following this whole story, and if you liked it,
prepare for
my next work, "Emerald Eyes".
A big thanks out there to everyone who has put forth any aid, intended
or not,
to this story. That includes Patch, Amanda McCarthy, and anybody who
wrote me
about the story.
Thanks also to everyone who read this story of mine. The fanfiction
world
wouldn't go around without the readers.