Blind Ambitions
RATING: PG
SUMMARY: Believing it'll make her more venurable, Duçula decieves Rose into taking on an apprentice-a blind human named Candis!
WARNINGS: Violence
DISCLAIMER: I NO OWN. NO MONEY. NO SUE.
Missie and Rose walked along the street, the former teasingly gooding the latter.
So, what you’re saying Rose, is that you could train any girl, Rhombus or no, to become a Guardian?”
“No, I never said that. I said I could train any girl who had the Rhombus desiese.”
“Ah,” Missie smiled shyly. “So if I pointed to any girl who had Rhombus you’d train her?”
“Easily,” Rose said sharply, her own lessons of patience wearing thin. “I am a Guardian, I could take on an apprentice.”
Missie slyly looked around with her back to her friend. “Would you then?”
“Yes,” Rose said in exasperation.
“Promise?”
“Oh, all right I promise,” Rose said in irritation.
“Good,” Missie said, turning so Rose could see her grinning face. “Because there’s a girl with Rhombus.”
She pointed to a young thin human girl, who walked with a long white cane, and a stack of books.
“A human?!” Rose gasped. “Oh, no you don’t. I don’t do humans!”
Missie gave her a stern look. “Rose. You promised.”
Rose sighed, and put her face in her hands. Then she suddenly turned and strode towards the human girl. She fell into step beside her, and brusquely said. “How’d you like to become a Guardian?”
The girl stopped abruptly noticing Rose for the first time. “A-a what?”
Rose sighed. “A Guardian. A protector of innocents.”
“Wow.” She sopped. “How would I do that? You’re not some drug-dealer or something, are you?”
Rose rolled her eyes. “Look kid, I’m a duck.”
The girl sighed. “I can’t look. I’m blind.”
That was when Rose suddenly noticed that the girl’s blue eyes had no pupil’s and had a milky white ting to them.
“Sorry. I didn’t realize. I don’t see so hot myself.”
“Why?” the girl asked. “Need glasses?”
“Ah-no.” Rose paused. “I’m blind in one eye.”
“ Oh.” The girl blushed. “Sorry about asking such personal questions, but it’s just that I can’t see things for myself.”
“Right.” They continued walking. “So you want to be a Guardian?”
“I don’t know how though,” the girl protested.
“Well, you under go apprenticeship. That usually takes a couple of years. Everything the master knows is taught to the learner.”
“Oh, like the Jedi’s,” she nodded knowledgably. “I get it.”
“Jedi?” Rose looked baffled.
“She means as in Star Wars.” Missie said suddenly, coming up on the girl’s other side. “Y’know, Darth Vader, Luck Skywalker? Obi-Wan Kenobi was QuiGonn Jinn’s padawan, that’s kinda like Gaurdian’s in training.”
“Who’re you?” the girl asked.
“I could ask you the same question, smart mouth,” Missie shat back, sharper than Rose’d ever heard her respond.
“Missie?” Rose asked confused.
“What?” she snapped.
“Missie, how’d you identify the girl like that? I've never known you to be able to do that. There’s only one Rhombus victim who has the ability to detect others.” Rose’d eyes, had suddenly grown hard, and oddly enough, had begun to glow red. “You’ve got same explaining to do Duçula!”
Missie sneered. “Oh I do, do I?”
She abruptly pulled a staff with a duck skull on it from midair, and shifted form to a white duck with ebony hair and cold, hard eyes. “Think fast, Rosie-girl.”
Rose’s eyes flared absolute red.
“Nobody calls me Rosie-girl,” She spat, her voice now roiling with fury.
“Oh, I’m sorry if I’ve insulted your overlordess,” Duçula said meltingly. “ I wouldn’t want to anger the heir to the Saurian throne.”
Rose’s arm suddenly snaked back and pushed the girl several paces back. “Stay out of this,” she hissed.
The girl clutched her cane and scowled. She couldn’t see what was going on, but she knew that somehow there was a shape shifter pretending to be a friend of the one who wanted to train her, and that the latter had just thrown herself into battle with her. ‘They think I can’t do anything just because I can’t see,’ she thought miserable.
Suddenly she remembered how, sometimes, if she thought hard enough, she could see, not though her eyes, but rather though her mind. As she began to concentrate the battle began.
Duçula, loosing patience, leapt forward with her staff, but Rose easily deflected it. She then gave her own slash, which caught Duçula’s arm and left a long, black, bloody stroke.
“First blood,” Rose said calmly.
Duçula suddenly leapt forward and dug a small blade she’d had concealed into Rose’s shoulder, revealing silver blood.
Enraged, Rose reached over her back and caught Duçula who now clung to her back. She ripped her off and flung her over so she hit the pavement with a heavy thud.
But Duçula was up in a moment. She swung her leg at Rose, but Rose caught it, sinking her fangs, a holdover from her Saurian father, into Duçula’s leg. Duçula screamed in rage and pain, and limping somewhat, she shoved her staff forward, catching Rose across the throat and holding it there, slowly cutting off her airflow.
Just when it seemed she was about to squeeze out Rose’s least breath, a sudden roundhouse kick struck Duçula on the back. She stumbled forward, and in a moment, her staff was kicked out of her hands and she found a white cane across her throat as she was pressed up against a brick wall. She looked in the face of her captor to find it was the blind girl, her eyes tightly closed!
Duçula slowly began to lift her hand, but the blind girl’s hand shot out and held her hand to the wall with the heel of her palm.
“Don’t try it duck girl,” she said calmly. “Just because I’m blind doesn’t mean I can’t see. Now get out of here. Quick.”
Duçula scowled and punched a control on her arm. “I’ll be back…” She warned as she disappeared.
Rose carefully stood up, rubbing her neck where Duçula’s staff had pressed into it. “Impressive, where’d you learn to use Guardian powers to see?”
The girl opened her eyes now and shook her head slowly. “I have no idea. One day I just kinda realized it.”
“Well, Duçula was right on one account anyway,” Rose conceded as her red eyes faded to blue.
“How?” the girl asked.”
“She said you had building Guardian powers.” Rose shook out her hair a sure sigh she was apprehensive. “Every Guardian has their own specialized power. That power never repeats. Mine is the ability to read thoughts. Duçula’s is to identify any Guardian and their amount of power,” Rose scowled. “Even if I hadn’t promised to, I’d’ve had to train you anyway.’
“Why’s that?” she asked as she feel into step beside Rose.
“Well because now both you and Duçula knows of your power. It’d be too easy for Duçula to convert you to a Persecutor now. And I can’t allow that.”
“What’s a Persecutor?”
Rose sighed then answered, “Guardians are called protectors of innocents. That is our role in the multiverse. But there are some, either with building Guardian powers or even former Guardians who won’t take the path of peace, they become the Persecutors, or they call themselves the defenders of evil.”
The girl shuddered. “That terrible. Rose-that is you name right-Rose, why me?”
“Well-what’d you say your name was?”
“Candis Carew.”
“Right. Well Candis, I don’t really know why anyone has Guardian powers. I used to believe that it was some how a hereditary belief, as alot of Guardians have a Guardian in their family. But I’ve checked my lineage, and none of my ancestors were Guardians. Actually, Guardians are a desiese.”
“Desiese?” Candis asked.
“Yeah. There's a desiese called Rhombus, and it causes silver blood, and the Guardian genes. It's a blood disorder, and it's a latent gene. But because your human, I don't know. Maybe Rhombus spread, or something.” She paused. "Do you have wings?"
"Wings?" Candis repeated suspictiously. "What do you mean by that?"
"Guardians have wings. Sometimes they're really small, but they're still there."
Candis was silent for a moment then smiled. "I-I do. Little ones. They're kinda cute, really." She laughed. "Can't fly with them cause they are really small, but they're still there." She frowned. “You really going to train me to be a Guardian?”
Rose nodded. “It’d do you a world of good,” she added, remembering Candis couldn’t see.
Candis suddenly hugged Rose tightly and grinned. “Thanks.”
Rose smiled. “Good luck Candis.” She whispered. “You’re going to need it.”
Back to fanfiction
