Convictions: The Wanderer (Ending-A)

Phil entered this nightmare per Sofia’s instructions, which admittingly made it seem a lot safer. He what now knew to be Baron and Obb just before the endless amount of crossing roads began. None of which looked the least a bit stable. A silhouette Rob and Johnny entered late as expected. “So… how are we supposed to help make a path?” Rob asked

“Well. We gonna need to grab some strings.” Baron stated. Rob turned around to walk away, but froze as Obb began his feather light up as each of them chimed. Baron shift his body slightly as air seem to ripple out dumb beats. Rob stood there with his back turned as Phil sang while Johnny jumped in perfectly

Phil: You tell everyone you just don’t know
Phil & Johnny: Going around with a thousand covers
Phil: Just charge forward with your heart, and go.
Phil & Johnny: See you know what you want, don’t ya? You’ve been swing around like a leave. Now you’re lost in the web you’ve weaved. Boy, you need to grab some strings. Consider you’re true beliefs.

Some silhouette were already following the rhythm. Others only realize when Phil and the others began to walk on the roads as well. Rob had given in long ago when it got to his solo part. At the end of the day, the band they made all those years ago outlived what it was doing. But tonight it brought them together, and this time it ended on their terms. Rob waved and Johnny gave a mock salute as they faded out, their part of the plan completed. The crowd erupted into cheers, but fell silent as they began to hear a slow clapping.

“So you’ve all chosen, then? Truly none of you will embrace the gift of the Shepherd of Life?” Cendaroki question as he remained floating several feet. Many began shouting up to him in protest. “Foolish!” his raspy voice, echoed. “For the wanderer, there is always a shepherd.” He spun his single crook as he spoke, and somehow made it two crooks. “For the seeker, there is always a guide.” with that he swung his arm, and swirled the newly made two chains around wildly, each with a hook at the end of them. And everything went exactly to plan, everyone took turns blocking to let others grab the hooks as the were forced to slow down. Cendaroki was brought to the ground several times, and was dealt a massive damage each time. Pushing several people of the nightmare as he did. Until only Phil remained. Cendaroki vanished, but both Sofia and Sophia charged at him. In a split second call Phil hit Sophia, and Cendaroki ripped Phil’s heart out just before he too was defeated.
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EPILOGUE
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Everyone had gotten a few days of well deserve rest before the group of 8 got into the car. Baron driving, his impressively large car, and Lydia in the passenger seat. From left to right, Myrija, Rob, then Johnny in the back. Obb, Phil, then Sofia in the middle. Everyone was silent knowing how hard this call was going to be for the two central figures of this visit.

Despite not expecting anyone Clarence answered his phone, as always. “Hello?”

“Hey, Uncle Clarence it’s uh… it’s-” Phil struggled to began.

“Phil…” Clarence stated shocked as Symphony’s wind chime began “What’s been going on?”

“A lot.” Phil stated. Sofia strangely humming something. “So, I’m bringing a Sofia over but-”

“No Sophias in this house!” Clarence declared before speaking over Phil’s protest. “Your aunt left very specific instru-”

Sofia swayed side to side as she sang. “Clem dear, would you wait a song? Forgive him, love, it’s been long. Since we lost those blue jay songs. He’s been lonely, distance, and dis-traught. So without me here I’m sure he’s fraught. Love, if you’re out of your cage, and flying along. Would you come back where you belong?”
“She...She really?” Obb questioned in disbelief.

“Obb?” Clarence stated. “Obb is there too?”

Obb struggled to speak  as Myrija leaned next to him. “Obberton, quit blubbering. You’re not a providence. And if you were, it’d move. Wish you had stayed. Wish you’d changed, but seems that’s just not you. Things got a bit bad, you took a dash. So I know you were mad, and I’m sure it seemed rude. But, dear, what you find truuuuth. It’s. still. wait-ing. on. yooou.”

 Symphony opened the door to her house, and paused. Only once the Obb’s song finished did she wrapped her wings around her husband. “And just who is on the phone, Clem, dear?”

“Sofia and Myrija” Myrija did the introduction seeing Phil and Obb silently processing the events at hands.

“We found some blue jays out and flying along.” Sofia continued.

“Did you now?” Symphony asked while looking at Clarence, who she had affectionately nicknamed ‘Clem’ who could only nodded nearly in tears. “Well.” She stated before anyone else could answer. “Would you bring them back where they belong?” She chuckled as her boys began arguing. “Baron” She stated.

“Those boys.” Baron respond. “have been twisted, broken down, and built in something they could never be all their lives. You let them look out for each every once and awhile. And I won’t hang up.” He finished. Sofia and Myrija just silently watched as the old friends once tore away from each by their own families threw around threats, insults, and everything else they could think of. Much as they had clearly practice their little meeting, it was clear no one could have stopped the discussion. Until both of them knew, they were not going to walk away from the life they once treasured this time.