Our Fate (SuperGirlyGamer and FuriousDestroyer Fan Fic)

Chapter 18

Father actually came me to my birthday banquet. He hasn't talked. The richer of the village came, too. They're all focused so on drinking and having a good time that I'll bet you half of them don't even know what they came to celebrate. As long as everybody else is having a good time though, right? I can't help but think about SuperGirlyGamer throughout the entire party. But I have to focus on tonight.

I notice that as I walk through the place that the rich girls keep staring at me and giggling. They all start blushing when I look at them. Do I have something on my shirt? That doesn't make sense...

I shake off the thought. Minerva is happily dancing and celebrating with her rich friends. I just stand off to the side and watch SuperGirlyGamer enjoy her birthday. She's having so much more fun than I am. I envy her life sometimes. I wonder if one day I'll get to meet her. Not likely.

The party lasts forever but it finally ends. Father left the party hours ago. And SuperGirlyGamer is asleep. I leave to go back to my room. On my way, I pass mother and father's room. Through the door I can hear them yelling. So loud that they're screaming.

Run. Just run. Mom and dad fight all the time. If you stay, you'll get hurt. I couldn't move for some reason. I felt like I just had to stay. So I did.

Minerva: "What are you doing?"
Me: "God Minerva! You scared me! Shush. Mom and dad are talking."

We both press our ear to the door.

Mom: "You've been so absorbed in finding the weapons that you've forgotten all about your two children and your wife! When are you going to pay attention to the important things?!"
Father: "The weapons are important! Just think of all the power they hold! Soon it'll all be mine!"

Mom: "Well have you found any of them yet?!"

Father: "I'm getting closer and closer every day. I found the name of every wielder. There's one I have the most leads on. I think I know where the Pink Paulyak Hoe is. It's wielded by a woman named Mama Big Bertha. She lives in village named GamingWithJen. Once I find the location of this village, I will send... 'troops' to go retrieve it for me. See! It's all working so perfectly!"
Mama Big Bertha... why does that name sound so familiar? Wait... SuperGirlyGamer's mother is named Mama Big Bertha! Is he going to hurt her?

Mom: "What do you mean by 'retrieve'? She's not going down without a fight."

Father: "I meant that I'll have to use some force to take it from her. Let's just say that nobody in the village will live to tell the tale after I'm done."

Mom: "You wouldn't! You wouldn't take so many lives just for one weapon! You can't! You don't even have the manpower to do so!"
Father: "You're right about that. I don't have enough manpower. But what about nonhuman power?"

Mom: "Whatever kind of army you have, it won't separate the wielder from the connection they've made with the weapon itself until they're dead. And even if you kill them, the weapon will almost instantly find a new wielder. It's an endless cycle. And there's no way the weapons will choose you as their next wielder."

Father: "Wait... how do you know so much about the weapons and wielders?"

Mom: "I... nothing. Forget that I said anything."

Father: "Mayble... what are you hiding from me?!"

Mom: "Nothing Shad! Forget what I said!"
Father: "You're a wielder aren't you! I mean, it all adds up! I have yet to find the wielder of the Furious Blades or the Ultimate Sword, you know so much about the wielders, you're one of them! Which one of them do you wield?!"

Mom: "I... no! Now you just sound crazy!"

Father: "Mayble... just give me your Furious Blades and everything will be okay."