Aurora – Chapter 32 (Part 2)

[31st of December, 2740 AD; The Royal Kingdom of Thekohn – Rio Grove]

 

“Everyone’s here?” Johan asked, looking around. “Wait a second, it looks like we’re missing a couple of key people here…”

But as Johan made that comment, Sorin arrived in time with Gale. Along with them was the former swordsman and current businessman Sosimo Hudde, the man stood before the main group of the Moonlit Silence wearing a navy blue coat and had his hair done up and hidden underneath his hat.

“Sorry we’re late,” Sorin said. “It took some time for Mr. Hudde to arrive, so we had to wait a few more minutes.”

“It can’t be helped, I guess,” Johan said. “Everyone has a clock that operates at different times… Fortunately, I had a feeling something like this would have happened, so it’s not too much of a harm towards us.”

Sosimo laughed. “Can’t help but feel like I have to apologize, though,” he said. “See, the thing is I had Sorin’s sword all ready to go and everything, but I hit a snag coming here when I had to go through Ahnlikohn.”

“Well, that’s where we’re headed, Mr. Hudde,” Dustin said. “Thank you for letting us know that crossing the border will be a pain in the ass, though. Always good to know when our plans need some tinkering around!”

“Yes, well, they got me coming through, even though I’ve been there many times,” Sosimo said. “Got a bunch of questions and everything even though most of them know my name by now, but I guess I can’t blame the guards for their work when it’s Queen Amelia acting off of her fears.”

“Don’t blame those guys,” Dustin replied. “Blame the bastard that brought us all into this mess of a hell, Isaac Kunigunde.”

“Which is why Ahnlikohn is our destination,” Jelka said. “We’re planning a two-pronged attack in order to gain valuable intelligence; stuff that will be useful against Foundation.”

“And that’s why I’m on your side in this,” Sosimo said. “I thought nothing of Isaac before all this, but now it’s become apparent that he’s a threat. Heard a lot coming from Gale here, which is why I had to help.”

“I’d be happy to know exactly how you’d help us,” Johan said.

Sosimo tipped his hat. “Well, I’ve already given Sorin an essential tool for his trouble,” he replied. “Somebody’s gotta finish what Kirk started and it only makes sense for his son to do the honors.”

Sorin looked to see the sheathed sword in Sosimo’s hand. It was the real deal, made with Sorin in mind as Sosimo handed it off to him. Sosimo stated how much both Sorin and Rysol meant to Kirk, which was why he felt it was his job to smith the blade personally after years of retirement from the Swords of Eight. It was now Sorin’s turn as he slowly unsheathed the sword and exposed it to the rest of the group. The brilliant luster caught everybody’s attention with sunlight beaming off of the metal onto the ground below.

“That’s yours to keep, free of charge,” Sosimo said. “Of course, I wouldn’t have charged you in the first place, but I don’t want you to think I’m only in this for my own sake!”

He laughed as Sorin inspected the sword further. It bore a lot of similarities to his father’s sword, with one difference. What was engraved into the hilt of the sword was the name “Fighting Sun,” the group Kirk had fought alongside years ago. That it was easily remembered by Sosimo meant that Sorin knew he was not going to fight alone no matter what.

“That’s a little touch I put so the blade could stand out a little,” Sosimo said. “It’s not much, but I think your father would’ve wanted it.”

“I see,” Sorin said.

“You certainly put a lot of work into that sword,” Luna said. “How long did it take you to make it, anyway?”

“I can’t say I know for sure,” Sosimo replied. “I tend to lose track of time from time to time. That is to say, I can’t keep a track of time sometimes, but it usually doesn’t cost me time every time.”

“I think we get the idea,” Pekka said.

“Sosimo, if I may?” Sorin asked.

“Anything you want to say, then say it,” Sosimo replied. “Got plenty of time to talk.”

“This is a nice sword, but I think that there’s something lacking,” Sorin said. “It’s my sword, so it should reflect who I am.”

“I got it,” Sosimo said. “You want a different one?”

Sorin shook his head. “This is fine,” he said. “What I mean is that ‘Fighting Sun’ was for my father, but it means nothing to me. We’re fighting for the same goal in mind, but this is my path to take.”

“Sounds like you don’t feel like the sword truly belongs to you yet,” Johan said. “Buddy, with a problem like this, I think you’ll be fine. Then again, it is up to you how you handle this matter, though we’re already pressed for time here. I’ll leave it all up to you.”

“Like he said,” Sosimo said to Sorin. “It’s all on you now.”

“I think I’ve got an idea,” Sorin said. “Do you have something to write with, Sosimo?”

“Gotta believe I’ve got something here,” Sosimo replied as he searched his pockets. He then turned up an ink pen and handed it over to Sorin. “Looks like it’s your lucky day. There you go.”

It was all Sorin needed to do what needed to be done in order to feel like the sword belonged to him without any doubt. With some swift strokes of the ink pen, Sorin wrote down an addition next to his father’s “Fighting Sun.” One look told him that everything was done. Now Sorin could set his path forward while still remembering the man that his father was.

“You done?” Dustin asked.

“I am,” Sorin said as he tossed the pen back to Sosimo. “I’m ready to go any time you’re all ready to.”

“You shouldn’t keep us waiting,” Luna said. “What did you write? I want to know so bad!”

Sorin smiled. “Our road ahead is full of uncertainty,” he said, “But we don’t have reason to be afraid. Not as long as we’re the bright sunlight that comes with the dawn. As long as we believe in what we’re fighting for, then there’s no reason we should ever begin to doubt ourselves.”

“That’s what I like to hear,” Johan said.

“Which is why I named my sword ‘Aurora’ to signify why we continue to move forward,” Sorin said. “Gale, Johan, Luna, Pekka, Dustin, and Sosimo, along with everybody else on our side, we know what’s at stake here. Even if it scares us to fight a foe who seems invincible, there’s no other path but the path forward if we’re to achieve our goal.”

Everybody applauded as Gale approached Sorin and hugged him while Johan turned to the other direction. Sorin had felt inspired the moment he had received his sword but when he spoke, he could see in everyone’s eyes that they too felt the same way. He knew then that they could trust one another again and could not afford to fail. Now the road was set for Glora with no stop in sight as Sorin had his sights set forward.

 

*****

 

[31st of December, 2740 AD; on the road to Iiayikohn, outside of Oelaans, Thekohn]

 

Gavin stared out of the window at the sight of the land passing by while he sat up front in the passenger side of the car. He had his revolver ready in the case that anything would happen along the way to Rezar. Henry, who drove the car, assured both Gavin and Law that they would be ready should any problems arise along the path to Rezar.

“I think it’s time we have a little break from this whole mission for a bit,” Law said as he leaned forward from the back seat. “Henry, even though you’re busy with your hands on the wheel, you wouldn’t mind answering something for me, would you now?”

“It’d better be a good question, Lawrence,” Gavin said. “If you’re just trying to make an obviously perverse joke, I’m going to kick your ass.”

“Relax, it’s not as if I’m interested in something like that,” Law replied. “So, Henry, do you mind?”

“Sure, I’ll answer your question,” Henry said.

Law smirked. “How’s Tori doing right now? I can imagine it must be tough for her to see you off like this,” he said. “But somebody’s gotta watch those kids, I know…”

“She’s doing well,” Henry replied. “Of course, I told her everything I knew. There’s little reason to hide that sort of stuff from her, nor would I want her to be unaware of what’s happening.”

“And what of your boys?” Gavin asked. “Do they know what you’re doing right now?”

“I imagine Tori’s only told them about the littlest of details,” Henry said. “The last thing she wants, I think, is to make them feel uneasy, especially since we’ve got another on the way.”

“Well, if that’s how you two want to handle it, then I can’t really do much about it,” Law said.

“I take it you’d handle it differently, am I correct?” Henry asked.

“Can’t say for certain since I’m not a father myself,” Law said. “All I know is that Gavin and I weren’t as lucky when it came to our parents.”

Gavin leaned his head against the window. “We had to survive no matter what, though,” he said. “Even though it was difficult, I’d say we turned out for the better.”

“Not everybody else was as fortunate, bro,” Law said.

“I know that,” Gavin replied. “It’s just that we knew what was given to us and all we could do was make do with it.”

“I can understand where you two are coming from,” Henry said. “To say that I grew up with a happy life would be a bit of a lie and it took everything for me to get where I am today. Even now, with Isaac and Foundation plotting against us, I know I’m not taking what I’ve achieved for granted.”

“Otherwise, it could be like old times again,” Law said. “Although it would be much worse now, all things considered.”

“Which is why we must not hesitate,” Henry said. “Kirk didn’t quit until the very end and neither will I, and I expect that you two are much of the same.”

“There is one big difference between me and Kirk, though,” Law said, “And I think you two can guess what that is.”

“What is it?” Henry asked.

“I don’t intend on showing any of these Foundation fools any mercy,” Law replied. “Isaac Kunigunde, Wilson Dezine… They all use their power to advance themselves and no one else. If the people knew these men for who they truly are and had a say, then there would be no need for a contest or vote of any kind.”

“They’re not fucking around, that’s for sure,” Gavin said.

“Neither are we,” Henry said. “Looks like we’re about to cross the border into Ahnlikohn. Keep your heads up.”

As Henry mentioned it, Gavin could see the road to Ahnlikohn clear up as the car approached the snow-covered lands. The roads were cleared up and the sun shone bright from above as Gavin took a look at his revolver. It was empty for the time being, but Gavin had ammunition ready in case of an ambush. For the three men, fortunately, there was not a single car on the road in front of them for the next few lengths of road. From behind, though, a single black car kept its distance as Law peered out the back window.

“Don’t want to alarm you two,” Law said, “But it looks like we got someone trailing us.”

 

To be continued…

 

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