The Valkyrie War (Act 2)

With war officially declared on Merope, the tension between the humans and the kree is greater than ever, with Amelia and Ellisia stuck in the middle of it all. They promised to stay together no matter what and without any secrets, but as more secrets are revealed, the pressure mounts and when King James starts his plan in motion, they will find that it's not as easy as they had hoped. With the battle lines forming and sides being chosen, will the two ever have the happy, quiet life they so desire? Or will their differences be far too great to handle and force them to turn against each other? Don't miss the epic second act and conclusion to this beautifully tragic love story, of the star-crossed lovers, born from different worlds.

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8. Epilogue

       On a bright and clear day, a bell rings loudly and like clockwork, masses of children say good bye to their parents and enter the school building, for a new day. The area clears up rather quickly, however, one child remains. She stands alone, before a tall monument, featuring two of the most revered icons of the United Provinces of Armenia. These women paved the way for this new united nation, which has become kind, accepting and inclusive to all, even Demikri. It’s thanks to their sacrifice, that those like this girl can be standing there today and it’s one of the reasons she loves staring at this monument. However, besides being inspiring, she finds herself especially drawn to these two women, who hold hands, signifying unity and love.

“They’re really pretty, aren’t they?” The girl is startled to hear the voice of another child beside her. That girl realizes this and apologizes. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you, I just always see you standing out here every day, all alone, staring at the statues, so I thought I should say hi.”

The lone girl shakes her head. “No, it’s ok, I don’t mind. I think so too; they are really pretty.”

The new girl finally looks at the lone girl directly and smiles. “You’re pretty too, especially your eyes. I’ve never seen anything quite like them.” The girl pauses and smiles even wider. “Wait, you’re one of those Demikri, aren’t you? I remember the teacher saying we’d have one now.”

The lone girl suddenly becomes self-conscious. “I am Demikri, but I’m also different. Sorry.”

The other girl laughs. “Sorry? Why are you apologizing? I think it’s cool! My mommy doesn’t like Demikri much and definitely not the Kree, though they’re all gone now anyway. She’s never really talked about it, but she just said they were dangerous and lead to my daddy’s death. I don’t see what’s so bad about them though, especially if they’re like you. I think you’re cool and cute.”

The lone girl finds herself blushing. “Thank you. I think you’re cute too, more than me. No one has ever said I’m cute outside my family and definitely no one has said I was cool as a Demikri. Most of them are scared of me. Demikri have only recently started to integrate into public schools with regular humans and although they’ve generally accepted us, they still keep their distance. My mom says that it’s only natural that it’ll take some time, but she’s optimistic that one day, we won’t be seen as any different from the humans. I really dream of that day.”

“Well….” The new girl grabs her hand. “If you want humans to stop being scared of you, then you’ll have to show them there’s nothing to be scared of. You can start by being my friend.”

The lone girl looks at the other girl, her eyes wide in surprise and disbelief. She sees how genuinely this girl, with her jet-black hair and blue eyes looks at her with kindness. “You want… to be…my friend? Why? The other kids might make fun of you or outcast you too. I can’t.”

“They won’t, I promise. Even if they did, I wouldn’t care, because then that means they weren’t my friends anyway. My sister always says that it’s wrong to mistreat and bully others because they’re different and that sometimes, you’ll end up realizing you’re no different from them. You see, my sister used to be really mean when she was younger, especially to a Demikri she knew. She’s actually married to a Demikri now, kind of ironic actually. They take care of all the kids without homes, including Demikri at the orphanage they run. She’s also a popular writer. I really respect them a lot and I envy their love. I hope I can love someone that much someday.”

The lone girl smiles. “That sounds so great, I’ve always wished I had a sister. Actually, I wish I got to know my parents. I don’t even know who they are and mom said she won’t tell me yet.”

“Oh? So, your mom isn’t your real mom? Did she adopt you from the orphanage then?”

“No, I’ve been with mom and dad since the beginning. They said that I was really special, so special and different, that for my safety, I had to be kept a secret. They were the only ones who could raise me in secret at that time, when the world was still so broken and they were already together anyway, so they decided to make us an official family. They got married, registered me as their child and we all live in a secure laboratory base. My dad is a scientist you see, and my mom is a doctor, so it’s required for their work. I was never allowed to leave the base, or go to school, and I never interacted with anyone but them. Well, there is an old lady who visits me from time to time and it was actually her who convinced my parents that it was time to let me be free. After ten years of being more or less alone, they finally allowed me to leave the base and start school. They still say I can’t hear about my parents until I’m older. I don’t know why.”

“I wish I could’ve known my dad too, but I at least get to see my grandma, his mother, so that’s nice. I was wondering why I’d never seen you last term, we don’t usually get new students mid-year. I don’t think you should be too upset with your parents though, because if they kept you hidden away for so long, there must have been a really important reason you can’t know yet.”

The lone girl had never thought of it that way before, but she realizes that the girl is right. “Yea, I’m not angry anymore. I know they never had any bad intentions and that they love me. I’ll trust them to tell me the truth one day. I want to know everything about the old world!” The lone girl jumps up in excitement, but feeling the weight of that girl’s hand in hers, she remembers that she’s not alone and becomes really embarrassed. “I’m sorry! I’m so weird. Probably because I don’t know how to socialize at all. I understand if you don’t want to be friends with me anymore.” She looks down sadly, not wanting to face the potential rejection. However, she suddenly feels the warmth of something soft on her cheek and then it’s gone. She turns to face the girl, who looks away bashfully. However, she still keeps a firm grip on her hand.

However, just as quickly, in a stunning reversal, the other girl laughs and loudly says, “don’t be silly! Of course, I still want to be friends with you. Even more now, because I’m weird too, so we’ll get along really great!” She grins and does a little hop, making her locket jingle.

Noticing it, the lone girl says, “that’s a really pretty locket. Are your parents in it?”

“Oh, this? No, this is a gift I got from my dad’s adoptive sister. She died too, so I’ve never met her either, but this is meant to be a way to remember them. Here, you can look.” She holds out the locket to her so she can see as she continues. “They look so happy in that picture and I often imagine what they might have been like based on it. I hope they’re happy now.”

The lone girl stares at the picture and while she agrees it seems to be a happy moment, what captivates her is the girl’s eyes. They almost remind her of her own. “That’s really sweet.”

“Yup!” The other girl takes back the locket and looks once more. She suddenly has a thought. “Hey, I just realized, doesn’t the girl look a lot like you? Your hair is browner; like maple syrup and your face isn’t quite the same, but your eyes and skin tone are almost identical. Kind of weird, huh?”

“Yea, it kind of is, isn’t it?” The lone girl suddenly becomes deep in thought. She wonders if her parents might have been involved somehow with the events of the old world and that’s why her parents are keeping quiet about it. She starts thinking even more about what her parents might have been like. All she does know about her birth is that she’s the first of her kind. She is Demikri, but also human and so much more. She looks at the statues of the two heroines again and longs to know their story and why she’s drawn to them. She’ll definitely find out one day.

“Hey, you two! Class is about to start, come inside now!” From the school entrance, a teacher calls out to the girls, beckoning them inside.

“Yes Miss!” They both say at the same time.

The lone girl starts to go in, but the other girl pulls her back. “Wait, let’s go together. I want you to sit next to me and my friends. I promise you’ll love them!” She starts to lead them, but stops.

“What’s wrong?” The lone girl is confused over her sudden stop.

The other girl starts to laugh hysterically and when she finally pulls it together, she turns to face the lone girl. “I just realized we never introduced ourselves to each other. My name is Lilah, and I’m really happy I got to meet you. I hope we will be great friends from now on. What’s yours?”

The lone girl laughs. “I forgot too. It’s really nice to meet you Lilah, I think that’s a really pretty name. I want to be great friends with you too, so I’ll do my best. My name is-.”

 “Girls! Did you hear what I said? If you’re late, you’ll both have cleaning duty for a week and after school detention. I know that’s nothing new for you Lilah, but please don’t drag that sweet girl down with you. Come along now girls.”

“Ok, we’re coming Mrs. Potter! She’s such a nag,” she whispers to the lone girl, who laughs.

They run together, just making it inside, as a final bell rings. Just before entering the classroom, the lone girl turns to her new friend and says, “sorry, you had asked about my name.”

“Oh yea, what is it?” Lilah is eager to know.

With a wide-eyed smile and enthusiastic voice, she replies, “Amellisia, my name is Amellisia.”

~~~End~~~

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