Minds of Innocence
Relations in Strain
In Peace, Sons bury there Fathers, In War, Fathers bury there sons.
Portugal, 1492
A massive cracking noise filled the room,
"There in the walls!" screamed an portuguese soldier, the Spanish raced in, swords drawn, duels were happening left ,right and center. Some thought the world was falling in, the cannons siegeing the place kept up there messages of doom.
"RUN!"
The soldiers raced down the hallways, some tripped over, hundreds running for there lives. A wall blew in down the hall, smashing the soldiers, the rest were trapped. The spanish kicked the dead bodies out of the way, the soldiers had no more fight left in them, one soldeir ran forward onto his knees,
"Please, I have done no-" his head swiftly cut off, the screams still heard, the soldiers tried scrambiling over the wall of stone, one slipped off, where he was cut by Spanish Swords, pikeman came charging in, some astounded by the mess, the lifeless bodies on the ground. One was left, he got on his knees, and looked up, blood in his eyes,
"Mother, mother, please forgive me" One spanish soldier came over and held his knife to the soldiers throat, fresh blood coated the mess.
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The fresh morning sky was rising, the dew glinting on the lawn,all was well. Rofrigo got up, and walked out of his room, into the kitchen area, the smell of eggs in the air.
"Whens breakfast ready?" he asked, his mother came out of the bedroom,
"When its done" she said curtly, with a look of disapproval, the roosters started crowing. His father came running through the door,
"oh dear, you-" he stopped short when he saw Rodrigo at the table,
"Good morning son" Rodirgo father said,
"Morning" said Rodrigo sleepily,
"What is it dear?" asked his mother,
"Um, you better read this, and this while your at it" said his father, handing Rodirgos mum an note and scroll. She let out an gasp,
"Thats terrible, another fort lost to the spanish, but, we can stand, what was so horrible about that dear?" she asked,
"What is it?" demanded Rodrigo,
"Nothing, but dear, what was horrible, if you mean the losses, they were bad but..." she said, tears were in Rodrigos Fathers face,
"It shouldn't have happened, just before he left!!" cried his father, he pointed at the scroll,
"Read it" Rodrigos mother un-scrolled it and read it,
"Those Spanish brutes, thats horrible, how dare-" she stopped,
"What is it?" asked Rodrigi, bursting with curiostly, she was silent, eyes not moving, looking at the pieace of paper. All of a sudden, she fell back, slamming into the bench,
'Dear!" said his father, looking alarmed,
'What is it father?" said Rodrigo, looking very patient,
'If they do not tell me soon, I'll get it myself' thought Rodrigo,
"Look, Rodrigo, this isnt easy saying this, you will not take it good"
"Go on, it cant be that bad"
"Your brothers dead" the words sunk in, his heart beating a bit slower,
"Dead? Ar-Are you sure?" said Rodrigo with a oan,
"Yes"
"No, N-No, it can not be true, he was the best!!!' yelled Rodirgo, guessing he died in the army,
"I know but-"
"It's all your FAULT! IF YOU DIDNT SEND HIM TO THE ARMY< HE"D BE HERE RIGHT NOW!" screamed Rodrigo,
"LOOK, THE SPANISH DISARMED HIM, HE SHOULDN'T HAVE THROWN HIS WEAPON AWAY!" Roared his father,
"I'll never forgive you" said Rodrigo quietly, he stormed off into hsi bedroon, wanting revenge, his brother was dead, in the army. Because of the Spanish. His fist clenched, tears in his eyes, Rodrigo got ready to leave. he got his stuff, Food, some water, and his trusty bow.
'I might need an gun' thought Rodrigo, looking around, he was ready to go. he walked out into the kitchen, looking at his Father, and re-awkened Mother,
"Good-bye" he said, they looked at him, in shock, Rodrigo took the opputunity and raced outside, heading towards the stables, he heard, screaming, and then a roar.
"NO YOU DON'T, DON'T YOU DARE JUST WALK OUT!" roared his father, who was racing after him,
"No, Rodrigo, don't leave, they'll kill you!" cried his mother, Rodrigo was in the stables, he put on the saddle, and hopped on,
"Go boy go!" said Rodirigo, motioning his horse to go faster, they galloped out, his father sprinting after him, they were nearly at the gate, the dirt was kicking up, his father was slowing down, in one last effort, his father stopped and yelled out,
"Rodrigo, it isn't yours or mine fault!" he yelled, Rodrigo kept going, revenge in his mind. He had ran away from Home. he galloped down the path, the local village coming into view. it was early morning, so not many were out, the trees were swaying sleepily. Smoke puffed out of some chimmenys, still alight from the cold night before.
'How am I going to survive?' he thought to himself, he had not a lot of water, not a lot of food, and bandits roamed the road, he had to make do, by himself. a voice rang out from the village,
'Rodrigo, where are you going?" the voice yelled, Rodrigo spurred his horse on even faster, he was out of the village, but the sound of an horse was coming frombehind, he took a sharp turn, then kept going, the noise got louder,whoever it was gaining. Finnaly, Rodrigo was forced to stop, he looked around, it was the village Bodyguard,
"Where are you going?" asked the bodyguard,
"A little ride"
"Dont lie to me Rodrigo"
"My brother. he's dead" a silence stteled,
"Your getting revenge aren't you?"
"yes, and your not stopping me!" said Rodrigo,
"I know, I heard the news before, well theres only one way of stopping you, if thats what you call it"
"How then?"
"I'm coming with you" the bodyguard said,
"by the way, my names Ferrio"
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