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Saga 2 fic - Angel of Music

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Cassidy Peterson

PostPosted: Mon Dec 25, 2006 8:01 pm


The problem, Arden decided, was that his sister was a terrible liar.

Arden himself could be quite convincing, when the need arose. His sister, raised in a more idyllic world, had never really found lies necessary until her parents had kicked her out for a particular nasty truth.

It didn't matter much, though. The only really big lie he ever told was about his family, and nobody cared when he lied about that because they all knew why. He just didn't like it when people knew he was lying.

Or when he told the truth and they called him a liar anyways.

Arden was nothing special to look at; a chubby, cheerful nine-year-old, with disobedient hair and big round eyes. Just like all the other boys.

But the other boys couldn't sing like Arden. And somehow, singing like an angel meant he was treated like a devil. When the other boys pulled somebody's hair or put frogs in the toilet, it was tolerated with minimal shouting and maybe a restriction on after-school snacks for the rest of the week. When Arden pulled the same tricks as his peers, the old busybodies from his sister's church acted as if each and every one of them had been the intended - and only - victim.

So every Sunday, he sang to make them forget what a naughty boy he was, because he wasn't a naughty boy at all. He just needed real parents to treat him like a real son, and who would believe him (sometimes) when he said that his latest prank hadn't really been his idea.


~~~~~


"Kiki, I'm ho-ome!" Arden plunked himself down on the step, leaning backwards through the door to make sure his sister heard him as he tugged his shoes off.

"Arden, really. I told you all about it two years ago now. You know who I really am. You can call me Mommy."

Arden smiled up at his 'sister' - his mother, only fourteen years older than he was - adoringly. "Nah. You'll always be Kelly or Kiki or Sis to me." He fell backwards across the doorstep and kicked his feet into the air, reaching up to a particular stubborn knot in his shoelace. "Will you help me choose a song to sing this Sunday? Auntie Ella's still mad at me after last week's service, even though I sang all the way soprano like she likes."
PostPosted: Mon Dec 25, 2006 8:03 pm


The quakes started two months after Ella had finally forgiven Arden, three whole weeks after the initial prank that had incited her sullen mood. Arden was in the playground with his class at recess at the time, humming to himself idly, when the ground "started buzzin' real bad," as he informed his sister solemnly when they were reunited after school had let out for the day.

The quakes were always minor, and soon the townfolk became used to them, eventually giving no more reaction that to all pause for the briefest moment so that each of them could assure themselves that this quake was no more serious than the last.

Arden was the only one who seem worried by the quakes. His voice would quaver when he sang during one of them, and after the fifth quake, he confessed that his head always started buzzing when a quake was imminent. Within days of his confession, the entire town knew to expect a quake if Arden began to hum shrilly for no apparent reason. By the time his tenth birthday arrived, he had developed a superstitious aversion to the church building. The quakes had come every Sunday during services, but stopped doing so when he stopped singing there.

He was too vain to stop singing entirely, though, and was called on when any school assembly - even those for older grades - included a song of any sort. He bloomed under the attention, and became even more vain.

By the time he was twelve, he was the lead alto soloist in the school chorus, and in a state of panicky anticipation over his impending rise to manhood. He was constantly assured of fame and adoration once his voice settled, but he had never paid much attention to vocals outside his current range, and dreaded the idea of spending months or years with no tolerable range to speak of.

The chorus director, taking pity on the boy, decided that the school should hold one last big performance before Arden's voice began changing. He made his decision just a little too late. Two weeks before his thirteenth birthday, Arden picked up the new music for the first time, nodding absently as the piano led in to the lyrics he was to sing.

His mouth opened, his voice cracked, and his world collapsed around him.

Cassidy Peterson


Cassidy Peterson

PostPosted: Mon Dec 25, 2006 8:28 pm


chapter three pending ninja
PostPosted: Thu Feb 15, 2007 1:07 pm


Ooo, I love the name Arden. Also, a very ominous start. I anticipate more. ninja

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