The Field

The amplified field was wonderfully lit in the splashes of red, yellow, orange and pink of the setting sun. With the armistice in effect, the field was even lovelier; this site had been the spot of the worst battle this planet has ever seen, and I do hope will never see again! I remember the engagement, I was here watching, fighting, killing, conquering. I was here making history in this field but in a way I would have chosen to avoid. I was here seeing young men and women throw their lifes a way believing in false pursuits. I was here in this field at that battle, in that battle!

The battle, something I want to disclaim any knowledge of. The blood, the explosions, the death, it's all coming back to me. "AHHHH! Why don't you leave me alone!" I yell at the hills and grass, the memories!

Will they ever stop hunting my dreams? Will they ever stop cursing my every waking hour? "No, they won't." I answer my own questions aloud. The Memories will forever obliterate my thoughts. The stars start to shine and the moon is just now piercing over the rows of hills. "I should go home." I said to myself, but I couldn't leave; something wouldn't let me walk away.

So I set down on the top of the hill and soon was asleep under the stars but as always, ever sense that fateful day, my dreams were filled with the Battle.

*****

I was in the cockpit of my Gundam. The sirens were sounding an attack on the base. The base was set in between the field and the small town of Argyle. A voice scuffs through the speakers in the Gundam. "Are you ready, Duo?" It's General Kino.

"Ready as ever." I reply.

Any farther communication was cut off. The enemy had been sighted. And the base had extremely underestimated the force of the attack. Nearly 100 Mobile Dolls showed up along with 200 manned Mobile Suits of all types. The battle had all ready started to show the signs of massacre. Our base had a little over 75 suits, all of which were manned, and Deathscythe, my Gundam.

As Deathscythe and I took to the air, the enemy came over the hill, and I saw the shine of the setting sun glistening on the fresh paint on the enemy's mobile suits; that's when I came to realized these men and women have never been in a real battle. They had never taken another's life. They were young inexperienced cadets.

*****

I woke up as the sun creased across the horizon and landed on my face. I was drenched in sweat and I knew that the worst of the dream had escaped me for the moment but tonight I would be able to see the rest of the nightmare, to my displeasure. I looked about my self; I'm still in the field. Had I spent the night in the middle of the splendor and death of the field? Oh well, I should head home.

*****

Home, a little under a mile away but wearing black in the hot sun makes it seem 1,000 miles away! And boy was I glad to get in to my cool, two bedroom, air-condition apartment. Ah, what a relief to be out of that bloodthirsty field. That field that beckoned me to it, that field of endless nightmares and Innocent's death. That wretched, horrible, miserable field! The field where my reason for life ended! Oh, I should get that field out of my mind. But how could I? That field is always in my mind, that day is forever engraved in my memory.

"Duo! Stop thinking about it! You're not going to get anywhere if you sit around all day talking to yourself, like you're doing now!" I yelled at myself.

But talking to myself was the only way to get what I thought, what I felt, what happened, what I did out of my system, my head. It made me feel better. Like a huge weight was lifted off my body, but then the dreams come and it's placed back on my soul. As if my past wasn't enough to carry now this.

Death, death, death! Is that all that comes with my life, death? No wonder I call myself the God of Death! I am! If I see it, touch it, care for it, love it; then it must die! That must be a rule of nature or something, but either way it's damn annoying!

"Oh, stop it. You will just end up thinking of that field again," I told myself. "Maybe if I rest awhile? That long walk..." No! I can't sleep the memories they will... but before I could stop myself I was in a sound slumber with the Field in my mind!

*****

The shining mobile suits were coming over the hill, and I was there to meet the cadets! To give them the death I carry with me. The mobile dolls made up the front line followed by the manned suits.

With Argyle to my back I begin the destruction of the young and un-bloodstained troops that had so foolishly followed the orders of the enemy or at least the robots that they ordered around! I rushed at the mobile dolls. Slice of my scythe and one meet its impending doom. Turning around to face yet another, I noticed that the base's troops were not so lucky when it came to the mobile dolls, most had left the front line and began to attack the manned suits concealed in the back. But I was ready for the dolls! I had taken enough lives already and I was tired. Tired of the death, the killing, the blood, and being Death! The black doll bolted at me. I dodged to the side and sliced through its back. Then I witnessed the most wretched site I have ever laid my eyes upon.

The dolls had set their sites on the manned troops of the base! The 75 manned suits!

I hurried to the soldiers!

"Duo! Duo, are you there?!?" Hilde!

*****

I woke; five in the morning. The dreams, why can't I just get it done with in one night? Why does this torture me so?

To be continued...