Fighting For Your Rights

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen

Robyn paced back and forth in CURT’s room of the rec-ship. She would glance at the screen and the area around it every once in awhile, but her attention was continually drawn to the outside wondering if her sister had come. Robyn shook her head to obtain focus and sat down at the desk to complete the task of preparing for Uriah to go to the people. Just as she was about to read over the papers in front of her, she heard footsteps walking into the room to the outside hatch.

She looked up at Owen, “They are here.”

Smiling brightly, Robyn followed after him and ran outside in time to see Thrasher One land. The door opened and Kay ran down the ramp and straight into her father’s arms saying repeatedly, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

“About what?”

“For leaving,” she stated looking into his tear forming eyes. “I thought that you had refused to teach me and that you loved Robyn more than me. I found out that it was Mom that refused. She lied to me and my anger towards my sister and you were based on that lie. Please forgive me.”

“There is nothing to forgive,” Robyn answered walking up to her father and sister. “I would have done the same thing if I were you.”

“No you wouldn’t.”

“Let’s not dwell on it,” Robyn replied hugging her sister tightly, “all I care about is that you are here and you are safe.”

“I plan to fight,” Kay said pulling away. “I don’t want to expect you to care for me. Captain Minead agreed to train me and just you wait, I will be one of your best soldiers.”

Robyn looked at her, “I don’t know if I want you to fight. It could be dangerous.”

“As is the same for you, and if I don’t learn to fight it could be even more dangerous. I would be more vulnerable.”

“She has a point,” Uriah replied looking at each daughter then turned and saw Chance running towards them.

“I don’t mind you being trained, it’s just…”

“You aren’t the only one who has grown up.”

Robyn nodded as Chance rushed to his sister and threw his arms around her. “Your back.”

Smirking Kay turned and looked at Minead making his way down the ramp as he saluted Robyn, “I am glad you returned safely and with my sister.”

“I couldn’t have felt my mission was complete unless I could assure her safety.”

“Well, it appears that you promised to train Kay, so I guess I will appoint her to your ship.”

“Thank you Robyn, I mean, D-Director,” Kay faltered.

“I was going to ask you if you would like an assignment.”

“I would want to know the assignment first,” Captain Minead answered looking at Kay and then back at the director.

“Of course, but we will discuss it inside.”

Daniel nodded as he followed the family into the rec-ship, “What happened to the vehicle?”

“We were forced to trade her in, there was a transmitter attached to the other one that we were unable to remove,” Robyn explained as they walked onto the rec-ship.

“Something’s happened,” Al stated as soon as they stepped into CURT’s room. “Welcome back, Kay.”

“Thanks.”

Robyn walked up to Al and took the data pad out of her hand and scanned the letter. “Well, what’s it say?” Uriah inquired.

Looking up, Robyn pressed a button on the console, “Owen, can you come to CURT?”

“Be right there,” he replied over the intercom.

As soon as Robyn, looked over the information on the pad again, Owen walked into the room. She took a deep breath, “We got a message from your mother.”

“What is it?” he asked looking at all the concerned faces.

Robyn looked at the information on the pad and read, “I have news that I am unsure of whether it is bad or good. The king of Europe, my brother, has decided it is time to attack North America again. Wielding this time, the weather.”

“The weather?” Minead inquired.

Continuing, the director read, “He has had a machine made to control the weather and change it anytime or anywhere. The drawback of it is that he cannot contain the size, the smallest area he can cover is that of a mid-sized town.”

“What does that mean?” Kay asked.

Owen looked to his sister-in-law and explained, “If he is to use this machine, he cannot keep himself from the danger of it unless it is the edge of the storm and then it would have little effect on his adversary. It is more to weaken his enemy before he even gets to them.”

Kay nodded as Robyn finished the information, “His plan of attack will be by sea and to take the coast line, mostly that of the east. I await your instructions and advice on what further action to take. Sinead Dermot.”

Owen took the pad from his wife’s hands, “So, what are your instructions, Madam Director?”

“We share this information with the king.”

“What?” Owen inquired as she turned to Al.

“Al send a message to Garcia telling him of the pending invasion that we fear his safety and to seek shelter from the palace. Captain Minead, disguise Kay as a boy, take her into town, and notify us immediately of when the troops begin to evacuate. Father, you best prepare…”

“Wait a minute, how about explaining what is going on? Remember the democracy and seeking opinions,” Owen stated.

“Actually,” Al began, “the president did not need to clear military tactics with the people or congress unless war was being declared.”

Robyn looked at her husband as he stated, “I am not asking only as a soldier of your army, but as your husband.”

Nodding, Robyn explained, “Garcia is against us, but he is not positive that we know of his treachery. I am sure my mother has told them that she mentioned his name to me, but it was only once and she would try to convince them that it was so quickly that I would not have paid attention to prevent any anger towards her. So, Garcia is in question. If we send a message as usual and warn him of a pending attack, it will not only convince that we still trust him, which may be to our advantage later on, but it will force the king to send his troops to sea.”

“Leaving the land minimally covered,” Owen stated understanding her plan, “since the first storm in the capital already weakened his military.”

“A more open playing field.”

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Uriah looked at Robyn then down at his sweating hands, “Any last minute advice?”

“Give simple to the point answers and don’t be afraid to say that you don’t know. They will respect your honesty and to show that you have a weakness will make it seem even more that you are one of them.”

“What if they want solid evidence?”

“You’ll have to tell them you don’t have any. All you have is your word as a law enforcement officer.”

Looking into Robyn’s eyes, he inquired, “What are you expecting to happen with this?”

“I don’t expect anything, but it doesn’t hurt to hope,” Robyn admitted hugging her father.

“That’s a good answer, where’d you hear it?”

“You don’t think I could have come up with that on my own?” Robyn stated.

“I’m sure you did,” Uriah answered looking towards the hatch in fear to walk outside.

“Mom said it.”

He looked back at her, “When did she tell you that?”

“She didn’t. Mom would talk to Kay before she went to sleep, thinking that I was asleep. Kay was asking if you would ever want to spend time with her like you had started with me. Mom said that to her.”

“I should have fought for her.”

“You didn’t know, Dad, she lied to you…”

“And to me,” Kay said stepping into the room. “I don’t blame you for what happened.”

Uriah looked at his middle daughter and Robyn quickly left. As Kay walked up to her father, Uriah stated, “I should have fought for you.”

“You were respecting what you believed were my wishes.”

“I didn’t respect your mother’s wishes to not train Robyn.”

Laughing slightly, Uriah looked down at his hands again. He raised his head and looked directly into Kay’s eyes, “I want to tell you something that I have been waiting sixteen years to say.”

Kay looked at the intensity of his eyes and cautiously inquired, “What is that?”

“I love you, Kay, with all my heart and I would do anything to protect you.”

Tears quickly streamed down her cheeks as she replied, “You are the first person to tell me that where I actually believe it.”

Without hesitation, Uriah pulled her into his arms and held her tightly not wanting her to see the tears coming down his own cheeks. “I missed watching you grow up and I will never get that back.”

“That’s why we are doing this so fathers don’t miss what we did.”

Uriah stood and walked to the door of the rec-ship. He looked at Kay and smiled then pushed a button and the door opened. Stepping onto the ramp, he glanced around at the crowd of people. Chance handed him a megaphone, Uriah smiled at his son then handed it back to him. He walked to the center of the crowd, “I come before you today to tell you that King Wyatt Roham was murdered.”

“He was not murdered, he died in his sleep!” someone yelled.

“A lie told to you by the man who murdered him.”

“King Hayden Roham told us this.”

“Exactly.”

“What proof do you have?”

“I have my eyes. I saw this murder and every time I close my eyes, I see it.”

“This murder was years ago, how can we trust your memory let alone your word?”

“I can still see the son clenching his teeth as he tightened his grip around his father’s throat. I can see the hatred flaring in his eyes. I can hear the words he muttered telling his father to die. I can see him throw his father’s lifeless body to the ground. I decided I did not want to be a part of his reign and to do something about it. I have and now the choice is whether you want to as well.”

“Are you a revolutionary?”

“I will admit it freely. I went to Mariah Masda and she showed me the right way for our country.”

“Masda is dead.”

“By the hands of our king.”

“She was a traitor.”

Uriah looked around the crowd, “She wanted to fight for our rights the same fight that the men who founded this country had.”

“If she is dead who will lead us?”

“Her granddaughter has taken on that responsibility.”

“Her granddaughter, and how old is she?”

“I assure you she has been trained by Mariah Masda and taught by her. She is more intelligent and able then anyone else I know. It is time to make a decision. Which side you wish to fight on? The revolution is coming, whether you are with us or not, it will come. Do you want to fight for the king or fight for your rights, for your life?”

“What chance do we have against his army?” a voice shouted.

Owen stepped forward, “My name is Owen Dored. Most of you know who I am. I was the most feared soldier in the king’s army. I am now a revolutionary. The only reason the king has accomplished what he has is because of fear. He knows that if the people ever figured out that they can be as strong as the fear he has ensued upon them that he would be destroyed. Our strength to fight for what we believe in and to choose our way of life is better than any soldier’s of the king.”

Uriah watched as some people turned to leave, “If you leave, I hope we never meet again because you are siding with my enemy.”

“What do you wish for us to do now?” someone asked as soon as the few who left were out of sight.

“Spread the word,” Uriah stated. “Tell your neighbors, your family, anyone. Not only will that expand our possibilities, but I don’t wish to fight my friends and family, do you?”

“How will we know when to fight?”

“You will know,” Uriah stated.

“When will we see the granddaughter of Mariah Masda?”

Uriah looked around to try and find Robyn, and when he did not spot her, he looked to the crowd, “Her name is Robyn Dored, and you will see her when it is safe for her to be in public.”