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I've been on a countless amount of battlefields in my life. Usually I was there to scanvage for food or supplies, digging through the bodies. Thats what you did to survive, the smell of blood and death meant you had a chance to gain things that you needed. The first few times I remember throwing up from the smell, and digging through the possessions while I was crying for the people I didn't know. The last few times, I barely gave them a second glance, to me it was nothing more than me surviving and them being the unlucky ones. That was my experiences on battlefields, never as one of the sides fighting for whatever cause. I was just the boy finding anything to pick up from it afterwards so he could live, nothing personal about it, just business.
Yet today, after we were all done fighting, I had a larger urge to cry than to just shrug it off as I was used to. We had won, beaten the demon army for once and for all. Ashmore was dead, never to try to open the hellmouth again. We didn't need to fight for our lives anymore. We lost a lot of lives in order to achieve that. But we didn't need to fight anymore, or struggle to survive.
But fighting and struggling to survive is pretty much what I've done most of my life. Its hard to imagine anything else, no matter how much I dreamed of not having to do things. Its hard for me right now, to think of what else to do. Its hard to grasp that part is over.
Last night Captain Holtz and Jack sent Yuffie and me on a mission to weld all the sewer holes so the vampires couldn't escape the sunlight. It tooks us all night to do so, and we had to separate at the end in order to get all the sewer holes covered in time for dawn. Yuffie assured me he would be okay and he would meet me back at the school, telling me i worried too much. So I left him to get the sewer hole that I was suppose to do done, got it done without too much trouble. A lot of demons shooting at me, but I got off with only a few grazes that barely hurt. After I was finished I teleported back to the school. He had told me that he would probably be back before I was, since he was faster at the welding. He wasn't back yet though, and it was after dawn.
I didn't have time to worry though, there was still the battle going on. I yelled at Mikka in the infirmary to keep an eye out for him, and then ran to join the battle. I spent the morning hacking and slicing at demons, and seeing the vampires go up in dust as the sewer holes were covered. I kinda smiled at that, we did a good job. The demons started getting less and less, i finally started to think we were going to win. Then I heard people shouting that Ashmore was down, the bastard was dead. Later I learned that Paige, the one he has put through so much, was the one to take him down. She went down with him, died on the battlefield. I'm still trying to decide how to react to that. I barely knew her, we never talked to each other before. We were in the same meetings and fought for the same cause, she was the reason so many were so determine to bring down Ashmore. I can only hope that she may rest in peace now, she died couragously.
Now that the fighting over, we have to clean up. Clean up the bodies, do some sort of service for the dead. If it was back where i came from, we would do a cremation, and speak of their brave actions in tales. Paige would probably been made into some sort of tale that bards would tell, the fighting healer that took down the general. Something like that, I'm not sure. But here, I am unsure what is suppose to be done. I'm just at a complete lost.
Izzy, I went to find her as soon as the battle was over with. She was okay, she suffered no major injuries. I was beyond happy to see her alright. Hell, when I saw her okay I pretty much put all other thoughts out of my head. Until she reminded me anyway, asking what happened with the welding and where Yuffie was at. As for Yuffie, he didn't come back until late, nearly twillight tonight. He was injured, covered in dirt and his own blood from his leg which looked bad. When I asked him what happened he growled at me and said "You jynxed me you fucker, thats what. Get me to the infirmary before I pass out again". Took him to the infirmary, where Mikka saw him with his injury. I left quickly but I could hear her yelling at him while I left, telling him that she thought he had gotten himself killed like an idiot.
So, its the battle is over. Still trying to grasp that. I don't need to scanvage, or do anything like that. There are no more demons to fight for now, we're just recovering, retriving the dead, treating the wounded. Eventually we'll have to rebuild the town, rebuild our lives. Eventually I'll have to go back to work, which I have to say is kind of a disappointment. The battle is over, yeah, but there is more to do still. I know, its not time to go to Greece yet. Soon it will be though, yeah soon. I'll be able to figure out what to do by then, I know I will be able to.
Yet today, after we were all done fighting, I had a larger urge to cry than to just shrug it off as I was used to. We had won, beaten the demon army for once and for all. Ashmore was dead, never to try to open the hellmouth again. We didn't need to fight for our lives anymore. We lost a lot of lives in order to achieve that. But we didn't need to fight anymore, or struggle to survive.
But fighting and struggling to survive is pretty much what I've done most of my life. Its hard to imagine anything else, no matter how much I dreamed of not having to do things. Its hard for me right now, to think of what else to do. Its hard to grasp that part is over.
Last night Captain Holtz and Jack sent Yuffie and me on a mission to weld all the sewer holes so the vampires couldn't escape the sunlight. It tooks us all night to do so, and we had to separate at the end in order to get all the sewer holes covered in time for dawn. Yuffie assured me he would be okay and he would meet me back at the school, telling me i worried too much. So I left him to get the sewer hole that I was suppose to do done, got it done without too much trouble. A lot of demons shooting at me, but I got off with only a few grazes that barely hurt. After I was finished I teleported back to the school. He had told me that he would probably be back before I was, since he was faster at the welding. He wasn't back yet though, and it was after dawn.
I didn't have time to worry though, there was still the battle going on. I yelled at Mikka in the infirmary to keep an eye out for him, and then ran to join the battle. I spent the morning hacking and slicing at demons, and seeing the vampires go up in dust as the sewer holes were covered. I kinda smiled at that, we did a good job. The demons started getting less and less, i finally started to think we were going to win. Then I heard people shouting that Ashmore was down, the bastard was dead. Later I learned that Paige, the one he has put through so much, was the one to take him down. She went down with him, died on the battlefield. I'm still trying to decide how to react to that. I barely knew her, we never talked to each other before. We were in the same meetings and fought for the same cause, she was the reason so many were so determine to bring down Ashmore. I can only hope that she may rest in peace now, she died couragously.
Now that the fighting over, we have to clean up. Clean up the bodies, do some sort of service for the dead. If it was back where i came from, we would do a cremation, and speak of their brave actions in tales. Paige would probably been made into some sort of tale that bards would tell, the fighting healer that took down the general. Something like that, I'm not sure. But here, I am unsure what is suppose to be done. I'm just at a complete lost.
Izzy, I went to find her as soon as the battle was over with. She was okay, she suffered no major injuries. I was beyond happy to see her alright. Hell, when I saw her okay I pretty much put all other thoughts out of my head. Until she reminded me anyway, asking what happened with the welding and where Yuffie was at. As for Yuffie, he didn't come back until late, nearly twillight tonight. He was injured, covered in dirt and his own blood from his leg which looked bad. When I asked him what happened he growled at me and said "You jynxed me you fucker, thats what. Get me to the infirmary before I pass out again". Took him to the infirmary, where Mikka saw him with his injury. I left quickly but I could hear her yelling at him while I left, telling him that she thought he had gotten himself killed like an idiot.
So, its the battle is over. Still trying to grasp that. I don't need to scanvage, or do anything like that. There are no more demons to fight for now, we're just recovering, retriving the dead, treating the wounded. Eventually we'll have to rebuild the town, rebuild our lives. Eventually I'll have to go back to work, which I have to say is kind of a disappointment. The battle is over, yeah, but there is more to do still. I know, its not time to go to Greece yet. Soon it will be though, yeah soon. I'll be able to figure out what to do by then, I know I will be able to.