World of Warcraft Gaiden: Orgo and Vay

[Nazshakul]

This is an archive of these fanfics I've created for these characters. It should be much easier to read the whole saga then. This is basically a revision and so, Without further ado...


"Those days we lost our dignity...
The eagar dared to stand...
The ride home through victory...
On the innocent they tread.

But I, Forsaken, will never die!
I, Forsaken, will never die!
But I, Forsaken, will never die!
But I, Forsaken, will never die!"


A grim fairy tale,
That damaged man, The desolate man...
That robbed daughter, The stolen child-woman...
The Killer and his Purpose...

Their wounds and scars, Their tears of blood.
Their hearts injured, but Will, everlasting.
Subject to capricious meaning,
Will false purpose sustain them?

Father and Daughter, Cursed and Blessed,
See how they cling to one another, even as worlds passed.
The sun sets ablaze forever after, The moon seduces the ocean.
The End will come, The world will die, but...

I, Forsaken, will never die...
We, Forsaken, will never die...


...World of Warcraft Gaiden: Orgo and Vay...


Prologue: Remnant of my Heart
Act I: Too Good to be True

"I'll do anything for you,
Kill anyone for you.

So leave yourself intact
'Cause I will be coming back.
In a phrase to cut these lips,
"I love you."

The morning will come
In the press of every kiss
With your head upon my chest
Where I will annoy you
With every waking breath
Until you decide to wake up.

I've earned through hope and faith
The curves around your face
That I'm the one you'll hold, forever.
If morning never comes for either one of us,
Then this I pray to you, wherever.

I'll do anything for you,
All I do is for you.
I'll do anything for you,
Kill anyone for you.
'Cause I'd do anything you want me to... for you.

So leave yourself intact
'Cause I will be coming back.
In a phrase to cut these lips,
"I love you.""


In the Western Lands, in the countryside of Lordaeron, there existed a village not unlike many others. It had the same town hall, the same schoolhouse and little church on the hill, and the same sort of people. The peasants worked hard and in earnest, and all the housewives were terrible gossips. Here, in this unassuming little hamlet, our story begins. In a large two-story house just on the outside of this sleepy burg lived the Dawnbringer family. A serf, Orgo Dawnbringer, was the head of the household.

A man whose giant and brutish exterior belies his incredibly intense emotions. Until he married and settled down, he was a well-known bully and brawler. Sarah, his wife, was the town prodigy. Beautiful and intelligent, with a sense of humor. The two of them seemed to fight everyday about something or other at the local pub, until one day they just up and got married.

They had their daughter Vay, now nine years old, soon after being married. She was a little spitfire, inheriting her father's disposition and her mother's lithe form. She often fought with other children, having few real friends as a result. Around her parents, however, she was nothing but a perfect angel. She was especially close to her father, her being the apple of his eye.

She was always trying to emulate him, many of the times skinning her knees, or getting a scratch or two. Orgo and Sarah were always comforting her, sometimes Vay would even fake getting hurt for attention. They knew, but comforted her anyways. Being an only child, they couldn't help but spoil her. Still, she was a loving daughter.

Dawn. The first rays of light illuminated the inside of Orgo and Sarah's bedroom. They had already been awake for a few minutes, sitting up in the bed, whispering things both silly and romantic to one another. Between them, laying on the covers, was a sleeping soundly Vay in her pink pajamas. She was completely dead to the world with her head on her father's chest.

Orgo and Sarah gave each other an impish smile, and Orgo took his finger and played with Vay's ear. She squeezed her sleeping face into an annoyed expression, but just turned over and sighed. Sarah did the same. Vay made a little grunting noise and turned back around to Orgo's side.

Vay: "Uhhhhnnn..."

Orgo furrowed a brow, and he and Sarah nodded to each other. This time they annoyed her at the same time, the same way. Vay suddenly sat up, looking half-alive.

Vay: "Ugh... Leave me alone... I dun wanna get up yet."

She turned around and fell face-first into the pillow. Sarah gave a slight chuckle.

Orgo: "C'mon Kid, time to get up. You have to help your mother with the chores."

The was no response. Orgo just shook his head with a grin at his hard-headed child.

Sarah: "Better get up, Honey. You know what the consequences are if you refuse."

There was still no response. Orgo suddenly snatched her feet up in under his arm and started tickling her soles. Taken completely off-guard, she started flailing and hitting Orgo. They didn't even register on his solid body as anything other than light taps.

Vay: "NOOOWAAAHHH! AHHAHAHAHAHA! S-STOP IT! NO! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! MOMMY HELPAHAHA!"

Sarah's only response was to grab her daughter's flailing arms and start tickling her stomach. Vay's high-pitch squeal almost broke the windows, but Orgo was relentless in his attack.

Vay: "AHAHAHAHA! sTOP! PLEASE, STOP! STTTOOOPAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH! OK, OK! I'M UP, I'M UP! HAHAHAHA! I SAID STOP!"

Only when she admitted defeat did they finally let her go. She hastily crawled to the foot of the bed and jumped off, giving her parents an angry glare.

Vay: "Geez... You couldn't give me a couple more minutes? I was having a cool dream."

Orgo shook his head "no".

Orgo: "Yeah, I know your "couple more minutes", little girl... Go on, go get dressed."

Vay scratched her backside and angrily muttered something under her breath as she left to go back to her own room. Orgo and Sarah laughed and laid back. There was a few moments of silence as Orgo wrapped his arm around her. Sarah scooted closer to him and rested her head on his broad shoulder. The two of them stared silently into one another's eyes for a few precious moments, then kissed.

Then they kissed again, this time making it last. The both of them sighed heavily, neither of them wanted to get out of bed.

Orgo: "Hmmm... maybe I can take another day off..."

Sarah: "Now don't YOU start. We both have things to do today, and you've already taken too many days off as it is."

Orgo: "Not like it matters, this drought is making it rough for everyone. The crop wilted under the heat, and if the emergency supplies from Andorhal doesn't get here soon..."

Sarah: "All the more reason you should work your hardest. So c'mon, rise and shine mohawk-brain."

Orgo just layed an arm over his eyes and sighed, solidifying his intention to sleep in. Sarah smirked.

Orgo: "Umph!"

He felt a weight on his torso as Sarah crawled on top of him. She leaned down to his face, almost touching his lips.

Sarah: "Alright, you win big boy, but you better make it worth it."

Still having his eyes covered by his arm, Orgo puckered up for a kiss. Then he felt a pinch, Sarah had grabbed his lips in between her fingers and started pulling him with her as she crawled off the bed.

Orgo: "Mmmfmfmfmffmmfmmmmff!"

Sarah: "Up, up, up! Time to put those big arms to good use! C'mon!"

She pulled him off the bed and to his feet, then let him go. Orgo rubbed his lips and glared at her as she laughed.

Sarah: "Hahahaha! Oh, I'm sorry. Don't worry, I'll make it up to you later on tonight, if you work hard."

With that she gave a wink and the two finally got dressed. The family was now downstairs, and Orgo was sitting at his usual spot at the breakfast table reading a book. Sarah was cooking breakfast and Vay happily assisted her mother.

Sarah: "Oh Orgo, I'm sorry, it's millet again... It can't be helped. We don't even have rice... I know you work hard, I wish

I could just fix something you like..."

Orgo just shuddered.

Vay: "Hey Mommy, what IS millet anyways?"

Orgo answered before Sarah had a chance to speak.

Orgo: "It's bad-tasting, nasty stuff that if I have to eat much longer I'm going to kill the neighbor's horse and cook it up."

Vay giggled, but Sarah gave a disapproving glare. The purple-haired girl then crawled in under Orgo's arms and into his lap, her hanging legs kicking back in forth off the side of the chair.

Vay: "Hey Dad?"

Orgo: "Hmmmm?"

Vay: "Whatcha readin'?"

Orgo: "Oh this? This is my old journal from when I was a teenager. It's funny, it seems like a totally different person, and yet..."

Vay: "Can I see?"

Orgo: "Trust me Kid, there's nothing to see."

Vay: "Why!? C'mon, I wanna see!"

Orgo: "Sorry, not gonna happen. Maybe when you get a little older."

Vay hopped off of his lap in a huff and resumed helping Sarah, giving Orgo the cold shoulder. He shook his head and sighed at the girl as he put the book in his inner pocket. The table was set with the modest meal, and they all sat down to eat. Orgo scarfed the stuff down quickly, with Sarah and Vay barely eaten half of theirs by the time he finished.

Sarah: "Wow, I thought you said you hated this stuff?"

Orgo belched.

Orgo: "It doesn't taste too bad if you eat it fast."

Vay: "Really?"

Before her parents could do anything to stop her, Vay turned the bowl up and started shoveling the millet into her mouth. It didn't take long before she had to spit it back out. Vay tried in vain to get the taste off of her tongue, and the look on her face made Sarah laugh so hard she was in tears, though she tried to hold it in and hide it by burying her face in her hands. Orgo just smacked his forehead and rubbed his eyes.

Vay: "BLECH! I thought you said it tasted better if you ate it fast!"

Orgo: "I wasn't saying it would literally make it taste better, goofus."

Vay's face turn beet-red and she stormed out of the kitchen.

Sarah: "You certainly have a way with girls, Orgo. Ya know... she's a lot like her father."

Orgo: "Hahahaha! You may be right. But I think one Orgo Dawnbringer is enough for the world."

Sarah: "Ha ha! I'll drink to that!"

Orgo: "Well... No sense putting it off any longer."

Orgo walked over and hugged and kissed Sarah... a few times.

Sarah: "You're affectionate today, aren't you? Better go on before I keep you here, meat-head. Hey Vay! Come see your father off!"

There was no reply. Orgo grimaced.

Sarah: "I'm sorry, she just got embaressed is all. Don't worry about it..."

Orgo: "I... didn't mean to hurt her feelings."

Sarah: "It's just... she really looks up to you, you know. She takes everything you say very seriously, you're like a hero, or even a god to her. She thinks you can do anything."

Orgo: "Don't... say things like that please. The real Orgo doesn't measure up to those kind of expectations..."

Sarah: "I think you're a hero too."

Orgo looked into his wife's eyes, but had to shy away in a moment of weakness. Sarah gently held his face and made him look into her eyes.

Sarah: "You're a wonderful man and father, so don't be so self-critical Orgo. Now go."

They gave each other a tight embrace and kissed there for several minutes.

"Uhhhh..."

Suddenly interrupted by their daughter, they swiftly seperated themselves. Vay gave a look of wonderment and curiosity at the spectacle.

Vay: "Uhhhh... sorry Daddy. I didn't mean to be bad."

Orgo cleared his throat, still trying to compose himself after that embaressing scene.

Orgo: "Hey Kid. And why are you sorry? You didn't do anything wrong. I'm the one who needs to think before he opens his mouth. C'mer, little rabbit..."

As Vay came closer, Orgo kneeled down on the floor and looked into her eyes as he slipped her his journal. Vay gave him a huge smile and a tight hug.

Orgo: "Now listen up Kid, you have to take very good care of that journal. It represents the boy I used to be, it's dear to me. I want you to have it, Vay, to know me in a different light."

Although she was confused by his words, she smiled and nodded at her father. Orgo kissed her thrice, one for each cheek and a peck on the lips, and went to exit the open door. Now out in the yard, Orgo turned and waved to his family who stood in the door frame to see him off, but something wasn't right. Something smelled... rotten, in the distance. Had an animal died somewhere nearby?

He grabbed his wood axe stuck in a nearby tree stump and sighed, resting the handle over his shoulder. He really didn't wanna work today, he wanted to stay and spend time with his wife and daughter, and it didn't help that the smell was making him nauseous.

Orgo: [What IS that nasty smell?]

As Orgo got closer to the main road and the city it got stronger. Finally, near the city gates, he looked out to where the road traveled north, towards the open plains and the distant moutains. There he saw them, and the source of the odor. A great horde of undead, abominations too numerous and varied to name, and there at the head, a black knight of death riding a skeletal horse. He could see the Deathknight's aura even from that great distance.

Then something happened... Orgo and the Deathknight locked eyes. He could see her clearly, just as she could him. She gave him a cold, malicious smile, and Orgo was frozen by fear. She had long pointed ears, very long green hair, purple skin, and her eyes shone with a demonic light. She might have been beautiful, once... but she was now corrupted and ravaged by decay and death.

Her black will opressed Orgo, and he trembled and fell to his knees. The grim reaper had come on her pale horse to destroy everything he held dear. This thought kept repeating itself in his head, and then something happened neither of them expected, Orgo became angry. His thought returned to his family, and he broke her icy hold on him. His sudden might and rage surprised her.

The town alarm rang true and loud, and many people from the outlying houses ran by Orgo to flee to the protection of the city gates.

Orgo: "Deathknight! You will not have them, even if it's the end of me... You will never take them from me, Delstraya! Do you hear me!? ...? How did I know her name?"

Delstraya raised her open palm over Orgo's form in the distance, and clinched down slowly into a tight fist, scowling at him.

Delstraya: "Orgo... Dawnbringer..."

"Daddy!"

The voice of his daughter brought him out of the trance he was in.

Vay: "Dad!"

Sarah had Vay in her arms as she ran for the gates.

Sarah: "Orgo!? What are you doing just standing there!? Come on, they're almost here!"

Vay reached out for her father and cried as she and her mother disappeared behind the city gates. Orgo slowly backed away towards the gates, finally forcing himself to turn around and enter the town just as the doors were closing. Orgo felt something... a fel rage. Something primal and dark had been planted within him. A similar experience was had by Delstraya Winterblade.

Whereas Orgo gained some of her malice and anger, she gained his deep-seeded desires and memories. A look of pain and wanting overcome her normally cold and emotionless face, and she halted the advance.

Delstraya: "What have you done to me, Orgo? These thoughts and memories are like shards of glass that bombard my mind, unwanted, uncalled... why? Why must I desire that which is precious to you? I... must have them, I must..."

The undead night elf's face twisted into hatred, and the march resumed. From atop the town rampart, Orgo looked down upon the Deathknight's face from across the field of battle, and she to him. They felt something feral within each other, an instinct basic to all animals... A dispute of territory, a dispute of mate. A torrential rainstorm fell from the sky.

Let loose the dogs of war.

Prologue: Remnant of my Heart
Act I: Too Good to be True - Fin


Intermission

[Nazshakul]

Prologue: Remnant of my Heart
Act II: Eden Dispoiled

"We're now out here alone.
Terror grasps their voices,
"Can someone save us?"

Something lurks, creeps off the counter top,
Somewhere behind you!
Parasitic cyst, I can't stand to watch!
It's coming up and out from under your dress!"

"Remember when we were young?"

"I sit up, right on the table.
A photograph, leading me a way back...
Frightened, I tear alone... or maybe not.

There, corner tall short stance
It's you! Come on, kill me!!!"

"You made a good friend and lover to me,
But while we were outnumbered and torn,
You made us do things..."

"Oh dear God, I don't feel alive!!!
When you're cut short of misery!
Will you pray it be the end!?
Give a look surprised, wide eyes to me!

Then you'll know just what I am!!!
The scare that triggers your fear!
Come know me in a different light now,
Come know me as God!!!"

"You made a good friend and lover to me,
But while you were outnumbered and torn,
You made us do things to you...
Is it my time? Will I be worth?

Spin 'round the carousel,
But your horse isn't screwed in..."


"Oh dear God, I don't feel alive!!!
When you're cut short of misery! "Raise forth, lost cause."
Will you pray it be the end!?
Give a look surprised, wide eyes to me! "Raise forth, lost cause."

Then you'll know just what I am!!! "Subtle demise, the legitimate cry..."
The scare that triggers your fear!
Come know me in a different light now,
Come know me as God!!!" "Raise forth, lost cause...""


The downpour continues. It has been several hours, with no activity from the Scourge. From the rampart the Guard Captain and Orgo look down upon the sea of undead.

Captain: "Hmmm... still nothing, what are they doing?"

Orgo: "I don't know... maybe-"

Orgo starts into a coughing fit, but quickly gets ahold of himself.

Captain: "Orgo? Are you ok? You look pale, lad..."

Orgo: "Yeah, yeah... I'm ok. Anyways, maybe they're waiting for us to get weak from starvation, so we can't fight back."

Captain: "Ugh... That's right, the Andorhal supplies never came... Those monsters."

Orgo: "...Do the rest of the villagers know how many there are?"

The Guard Captain shook his head.

Captain: "It's better that way... We sent a messenger to Jersey, in the south, just before they besieged us. But, even if they do come it may not be enough..."

Orgo started coughing hard again, this time dropping his axe. He suddenly got light-headed and stumbled around. He would have fallen over the wall had it not been for a few guards catching him just before he fell. An increasingly painful headache was afflicting Orgo and he rubbed his head in vain to soothe it.

Orgo: "I-I'm Ok, I just need a second..."

Captain: "Dammit Orgo... We need your strength out here, but... Guards!"

Two guards saluted the captain in acknowledgement.

Captain: "Take Orgo back to his family, he's too ill to fight."

The two guards glanced at each other, looking worried, but nodded and saluted the captain anyways. They had great difficulty handling the large man, and Orgo's condition was getting worse. He was sweating beads and started seeing things out of the corner of his eye. They finally made it to the shelter near the southern exit of the town. Inside the crowded building they brought him to a table and put him on it, leaving him to go back to their duties.

Orgo slowly sat up and pulled a photograph from his back pocket. It was of him, Sarah, and Vay shortly after she was born. Also in the photo was a grizzly dwarf holding a rifle.

Orgo:

Suddenly, the people in the photo waved to Orgo. Instead of panicking, he simply waved back and put the photo back into his pocket, and as he looked around the room he saw black and red shadows crawling on the ceiling. Sarah and Vay finally picked him out of the crowd and ran to him.

Vay: "Daddy! There you are!"

Sarah: "Orgo! Thank God... What's going on out there!? Orgo? What's wrong? Y-you look bad..."

Orgo stared at them intently. They looked like angels across a great chasm.

Vay: "Are you Ok Dad? Daddy, are you Ok!?"

Orgo: "No... I'm not Ok rabbit. There's something wrong with me."

Vay tried to vainly fight against tearing up, and instinctively grasped his hand.

Sarah: "Orgo! D-don't say things like that! You're scaring her! And for that matter don't say things like that to me either! Orgo, what's wrong!?"

Orgo: "Vay, Sarah... I'm sick. I'm seeing things that can't be real. Oh dear God, it feels like I'm dying!"

Orgo repeatedly wipes the sweat from his eyes with his right arm. Orgo's vision blurs between real and unreal, prismatic colors and nightmarish delusions, obscene hallucinations. He gives his wife a wild-eyed look. Sarah starts to go find a doctor, but Orgo grabs her wrist as she tried to leave.

Orgo: "Sarah... I don't know how long I have..."

Sarah tries to avoid hearing this, but his grip is too strong. Unable to fight back tears any longer she starts sobbing uncontrollably, and so does Vay.

Orgo: "You have to live, please, flee to Jersey for her sake! ...I-I'm so sorry Sarah, I didn't mean to be so cruel to you, I didn't mean to hurt you all those times! Those days I spoke to you and Vay cruelly, and hit you. Those nights I wouldn't let you go even when you screamed "no"... They were right about me... I didn't deserve you or your love. I don't deserve either of you! I'm just a violent monster..."

Sarah: "Just stop it Orgo! Stop it! I love you, that's all that matters! Your family was never left wanting for anything, you always took good care of us. You're the most loving and thoughtful man I know. No one is perfect, Orgo, so don't torture yourself!"

He looked around to his distraught daughter, who was silently crying, despite her best efforts in sucking it up. Orgo used his broad fingers to wipe some of the tears from her face, and looking into her big brown eyes brought him small comfort. She tried to say something, but only a squeak came out.

Orgo: "Vay, my Vay... You were the only thing I ever did right. You're my priceless treasure, please... remember me as the man you once knew, and take good care of your mother. What did I do, what did I ever do to deserve you? I love you, I love you so much Vay, my little girl..."

Orgo lays back on the table, unable to tolerate the pain in his body any longer. He writhes in pain for a few minutes, and then there was no movement.

Back outside, the guards and militiamen are puzzled by the erratic activity in the Scourge camp. There seemed to be an air of confusion down there. Still at the head of the horde in front of the city gates, Delstraya Winterblade, the Deathknight, sits on her undead steed. She looks bad, however, even for a corpse. Like someone who had just woken up from a nightmare.

She sort of wobbled side to side slightly, and looked to fall off any time. An acolyte timidly approached her.

Acolyte: "M'Lady? Are you... alright? Shouldn't we press the attack? Has Ner'Zhul given orders?"

Delstraya unsheathed her saber and she beckoned the Acolyte closer with a gesture of her fingers, frightened he complied and approached her with caution. It would matter little, as she effortlessly and swiftly cleaved him asunder before he had time to react.

Delstraya: "Prepare... to break the gates."

Sarah's and Vay's heart froze at seeing Orgo go silent.

Orgo: "Uhhghhnnn..."

Vay & Sarah: "...!"

The two exhaled at the same time, and Sarah laughed as a nervous reaction. Orgo suddenly sat up and jumped off the table, and the two girls smiled, at seeing his strength's sudden return. Sarah started to hug him, but her smile faded in seeing his eyes... there was something wrong. His eyes darted all over the place, and Orgo put his back to the wall. Sarah picked up Vay, she struggled, wanting to go to her father... Orgo's eyes were feral, and afraid. Like an animal was wearing his skin. He didn't seem to recognize anyone, or where he was.

Vay: "Mommy! Let me go, I wanna see Dad! I said let me go! Waah!"

Sarah: "Shhhhhhshhhhh! T-that's not... We have to leave now sweetie..!"

She slowly backed away with the flailing Vay towards the exit. Orgo, his mind completely fractured and broken from the poison seed, was in extreme anguish. No normal mind would comprehend his suffering or what he was seeing. Suddenly, among the feverish delusions he noticed something drop to the floor from out from under Sarah's dress. An amorphous parasitic leech of a cyst, it darted along the floor at an incredible speed, finally leaping viciously at Orgo, cowering in a corner.

Orgo: "AAAAAARRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

Outside. Sentries were reporting to the Captain about the Scourge's movements.

Captain: "Damn! It's time I guess, start reinforcing the-huh? What is it?"

Sentry: "Sir! Something happening at shelter four! A disturbance!"

Captain: "Eh?"

Screams were heard from the shelter, and even as the sentry and the captain looked in that direction they saw numerous people fleeing the building and attempting to open the south gates. The people went out of control, and started rioting.

"He's gone stark, raving, mad!"

"Someone help!"

"My God! He's killing everyone...!"

"No!"

Captain: "Son of a...! Men, go put that mad dog out of his misery!"

Sentry: "Sir!"

Captain: "What!?"

The sentry pointed towards the north gate. A thunderous thumping noise was heard, the ground shook, and the gates bowed.

Captain: "Not now! Not now! To the gates!"

But it was too late, the north gates splintered and split open and undead of all kinds poured into the town like water bursting from a dam. From there it was complete and utter chaos, a wholesale slaughter. The berserk Orgo was soon ripping apart both Man and Undead with his bare hands, he was filled with an unholy and beastial strength and rage. It wasn't long before he caught the attention of Delstraya Winterblade, and he to her. Orgo picked up and brandished a shortsword from a slain guard and charged at his nemesis, frothing at the mouth with hate and madness.

The feeling was mutual. Although by no means a stranger to "hate", Delstraya had never felt something this personal in quite a while, not since she was alive. She was somehow joined to this person, and hated him. She charged on steed with sword at the ready, but just before engaging him she noticed, out of the corner of her eye, Sarah and Vay attempting to escape out of the south gate. That momentary lapse of focus would cost her.

With all the ferocity of an angry rhinocerous Orgo tackled both horse and rider, and they flipped to the ground. With one rage-fueled thrust one of those evil lights were extinguished forever. She grasped his wrist, but the damage had already been done, ironically it was the eye that dare laid it's gaze on his beloved. There they struggled on the blood-soaken ground until a kick of desperation knocked Orgo on his back, several feet away. Delstraya was stunned, but Orgo immediatly got back on his feet. The was a large crash behind Orgo, the south gate had been destroyed from the inside by the mob trying to flee the carnage.

There he caught eye of his daughter in the arms of her mother, looking over her shoulder directly at him. He felt something, looking at the curves of her face, and he raced across the streets to her. Just as the last of the civilians were fleeing he caught up to Sarah and Vay. Sarah didn't have the fortitude to even turn and face Orgo, she stood there eyes shut with tears running down the side of her face. For Vay it was worse, having to look at the beast in front her sharing her father's skin.

Orgo: "You... I don't... recognize you, but, but... I love you. Hey Kid... Don't let them scare you... Take care of your parents, and... sayonara, sweet Vay."

Orgo reached his hand out to touch her, but just as she did the same, Sarah started to run. Her fingers barely grazed his own, and Vay screamed. More than anything right then and there she simply wanted to hold his hand, but it was denied to her. Even through her own shriek she heard him say one last thing to her...

Orgo: "Thy Kingdom Come..."

He continued to reach out for her, even as her screams faded over the horizen. The guards had all fled or been killed, and the line of undead slowly approached the only one between them and the villagers, Orgo, and there in the lead was Delstraya, sans one eye and thoroughly enraged. Orgo picked up a nearby hatchet in addition to his sword, and held ready and true in an agressive stance. His fear trigger was going crazy, but he did not budge. Through all the fear and madness, his last thoughts were of the one thing he ever considered he did right, Vay...

Sarah and Vay, now riding in the back of a wagon that's bound for Jersey City. There, in the hay and stink they held on to each other. Vay very suddenly started fumbling around in her bag for something, and pulled out Orgo's journal. Opening it to the first page a photograph fell out into her lap. It was an old picture of a burly teenage Orgo.

Upon seeing the picture both Vay and Sarah broke down in tears, this final wound too much for either of them to take after everything that happened, but they eventually cried themselves asleep, and even there no rest was to be had. Vay, in particular, was plaugued and tormented by visions and memories of her fallen father, a hero she thought of as invincible. The pain was fresh. Their rest they would need, for now they make their way to the infamous Jersey City... the largest city for miles and miles, and the last hope for a new life.

"Don't let them scare you... remnant of my heart.
Keep yourself intact,
'Cause I won't be coming back.
In a phrase to cut these lips,
"I loved you.""

[i]Prologue: Remnant of my Heart - Fin
Next Episode: Slums of Jersey City