October Prompted Fiction: Inquisition Collection: Terry and Martin: 511 words

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Written for natalief's prompt about explosions and Fireworks Night. It went in a very different direction to the one I was expecting it to.

Terry smiled at Martin. “It's a fantastic idea, Martin, and I think we should do it. Our names will go down in the history books no matter what happens.”

Martin looked at Terry and knew that nothing he said would talk his friend out of at least attempting it, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to try. “Exactly what is it going to achieve?”
 

“If we get rid of the High Inquisitor then people will be able to live their lives freely again, without having to worry that they might get arrested for being a witch.” Terry glanced at a picture they both had a copy of and then looked back at Martin. “We have to stand up for the friends that we have lost and the friends we could lose in the future.”

“I understand where you're coming from, Terry, but I don't think that attempting to replicate what Guy Fawkes did is going to change what's happening.” Martin sighed. “The High Inquisitor is just one person. There are others who follow him and I think that we have to deal with what's happening in a productive way rather than a destructive one.”

“Sometimes I wonder why we're friends, Martin.”

There were days when Martin wondered the exact same thing, but really they both knew why they had become friends. Carl had been the person to draw the two of them together and there was no doubt in Martin's mind that Carl would also be the person to break what relationship they had left since Carl and his family had been arrested for being witches. Martin looked at Terry, unsure of what his next words should be.

“I'm sorry,” Martin said finally. “Carl was a wonderful man, and I know that the two of you had a very close relationship, but he wouldn't want you to do this either.”

“Don't...” Terry trailed off and Martin could see the tears in his eyes. “I know that Carl wouldn't want me to.” Terry bit his lip. “Life just isn't the same without him and I don't think I can keep going without him. At least if I do this maybe my death will mean something.”

“I don't want to lecture you, Terry. We both know that it's much more likely that you'll fail in this endeavor, if it is what you decide to do, and I'm not going to join you, so all I can do right now is wish you luck.” Martin shook his head, unable to believe what he was saying. “Just remember that I am here for you if you choose not to go through with your plan.”

“There is no choice, Martin. Not really. Life will be better with the High Inquisitor gone and I am the person to do what needs to be done. If something goes wrong...” Terry shrugged. “I have nothing to live for, so it doesn't matter.” Terry stood and then looked at Martin. “I hope that we will meet again some day.”

Martin watched Terry walk away before whispering, “So do I.”

© K A Jones 2011

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[natalief.livejournal.com]

Thank you, I like this. I hope that Terry succeeds and that it puts a stop to the inquisition.

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