The Dreamers
Chapter 10: The First Move
Everyone was back in Jon’s apartment. Now matter how cramped it was, Jon felt
like it was still empty. Mahavir and Andrew’s vacancy stuck out to Jon like a sore thumb.
Several others noticed the two men were gone as well. They all turned to Jon for answers.
Jon looked over at Radi who was standing next to him, her hand in his. He held on tighter
and returned his attention to the dreamers.
“During the past two days, several events have taken place. I am happy to say that both the
Pagans and the Satanists in the New York City area have agreed to join us. Only one
condition is left for us to meet, we need provisions, and lots of them. I will be appointing
members to gather provisions later today. I am sure you have all noticed by now that
Mahavir Singh and Andrew Gerard are not present for this meeting…” Jon was now
choking back tears, trying to keep himself from breaking down, “I am sorry to inform you
that, while we were meeting with Ikshu, one of Mahavir’s friends, Andrew was shot and
most likely killed by the police. We were not able to retrieve his body.”
Looks of shock and fear circled around the room. Many women broke out in tears, while the
men bowed their heads in silence. Someone in the back yelled, “Where’s Mahavir?” Jon
cleared his throat and proceeded.
“While Mahavir and myself went to meet the leader of the Pagans, she gave us a choice
that decided whether or not the Pagans and the Satanists joined our ranks or not. They
have a mission they need help with, and for the sake of The Dream, Mahavir agreed to
help. He is now inside a warehouse where the police have been keeping all of the
religious leaders captive. We do not know if he will make it out alive or not, but I am
keeping faith in his will to survive.”
Jon turned to see a tear roll down Radi’s cheek. He felt her grab his hand tighter.
“What we need now are people that are willing to fight and free the men and women that
are locked up in that God-forbidden warehouse. I am aware most of you would feel like you
are going against your religion by killing another man or woman, but this job may mean
committing that crime. I understand if the majority of you do not want to come, we will have
plenty of jobs that need to be done behind the line of fire, however, we can use as much
help as we can get on the front line, so, anyone who is willing to fight, please raise your
hand.”
Jon was expecting only a few people to raise their hands. He was surprised to see the
majority of the group had their hands raised high. He looked over at Radi who was also
raising her hand. She smiled at him, her eyes shining.
“Jon, those are our brothers and sisters in that warehouse, you weren’t expecting us to
leave them there, did you?” a Sister of the Catholic Church had said this; she had her hand
raised high.
Radi spoke softly in Jon’s ear, “Besides, Mahavir is in there, many of us look up to him just
as much as we look up to you.”
Jon was smiling now, he wasn’t aware of how determined these people were, breaking
their religious guidelines or not, they knew it was the right thing to do.
“Thank you all for being so brave.”
Jon clapped his hands together and looked around the room.
“On to other business. Those of you who didn’t want to fight, you are in charge of getting
our provisions, we also need weapons. Anyone have access to a large supply of guns and
ammunition?”
A small Rabbi raised his hand.
“I know a man who is a gun manufacturer, he can provide us with both.”
“Good, you and two others can go find him, but be careful, the police are searching every
nook and cranny in this town for us.”
Jon’s spirits were lifted. He watched as everyone scattered out of his apartment, The
Dream was about to make their first major move.
While Jon was busy making arrangements with the dreamers that weren’t going to fight,
Radi made her way to the bathroom. She slowly closed the door behind her. Once she
heard the door click shut, she burst out in tears. Her mascara dripped down her face. She
ran to the sink and turned it on. She splashed the cool water onto her face and looked at
herself in the mirror. A beautiful young Hindu woman stared back at her. Her long black
hair fell down past her shoulders. Her captivating brown eyes that made Jon ogle at her
when they were together looked scared. She didn’t want to fight, but then she remembered
her Guru, Mahavir. She bit her bottom lip and let anger engulf her. Anyone who would lock
up such a kind-hearted man was an enemy of hers. Then the thought of killing another
human being crept back into her mind and she started to cry again.
Jon opened the bathroom door to find Radi sulking in the corner. When she noticed him
she jumped up and embraced him with a warm hug, her soft skin against his rough skin
was welcoming. She whispered in his ear.
“I’m scared, Jon.” Jon could feel his shirt dampening from Radi’s tears. He pulled her back
and looked into her eyes.
“Radi, we are all scared, but we have to stay together, because as soon as we break apart,
we will lose,” Jon could see the fear in Radi’s deep brown eyes, “You don’t have to fight.”
She pulled away from him.
“Yes, I do!”
She turned away from him. Jon walked up behind her and grabbed onto her arms softly. He
leaned in and whispered in her ear.
“Mahavir would understand if you stayed behind.”
She turned back around and looked at Jon with tears in her eyes.
“I don’t want to…murder someone, Jon!”
The word brought another bout of sobbing and Jon tried to calm her again.
“I am not asking you to, in fact, I would rather have you stay behind. I don’t want you to be a
potential target, Radi.”
Radi leaned forward and kissed Jon warmly.
“Then I won’t go, not this time, but I will help Jonathan Rite. You can’t stop me.”
Jon smiled and brushed Radi’s long silky hair out of her face.
“I wouldn’t dream of stopping you.”
Radi jumped onto Jon and kissed him, her legs wrapped around his waist. Jon clumsily
closed the bathroom door behind them. The two lovers spent the rest of the night in the
bathroom.
like it was still empty. Mahavir and Andrew’s vacancy stuck out to Jon like a sore thumb.
Several others noticed the two men were gone as well. They all turned to Jon for answers.
Jon looked over at Radi who was standing next to him, her hand in his. He held on tighter
and returned his attention to the dreamers.
“During the past two days, several events have taken place. I am happy to say that both the
Pagans and the Satanists in the New York City area have agreed to join us. Only one
condition is left for us to meet, we need provisions, and lots of them. I will be appointing
members to gather provisions later today. I am sure you have all noticed by now that
Mahavir Singh and Andrew Gerard are not present for this meeting…” Jon was now
choking back tears, trying to keep himself from breaking down, “I am sorry to inform you
that, while we were meeting with Ikshu, one of Mahavir’s friends, Andrew was shot and
most likely killed by the police. We were not able to retrieve his body.”
Looks of shock and fear circled around the room. Many women broke out in tears, while the
men bowed their heads in silence. Someone in the back yelled, “Where’s Mahavir?” Jon
cleared his throat and proceeded.
“While Mahavir and myself went to meet the leader of the Pagans, she gave us a choice
that decided whether or not the Pagans and the Satanists joined our ranks or not. They
have a mission they need help with, and for the sake of The Dream, Mahavir agreed to
help. He is now inside a warehouse where the police have been keeping all of the
religious leaders captive. We do not know if he will make it out alive or not, but I am
keeping faith in his will to survive.”
Jon turned to see a tear roll down Radi’s cheek. He felt her grab his hand tighter.
“What we need now are people that are willing to fight and free the men and women that
are locked up in that God-forbidden warehouse. I am aware most of you would feel like you
are going against your religion by killing another man or woman, but this job may mean
committing that crime. I understand if the majority of you do not want to come, we will have
plenty of jobs that need to be done behind the line of fire, however, we can use as much
help as we can get on the front line, so, anyone who is willing to fight, please raise your
hand.”
Jon was expecting only a few people to raise their hands. He was surprised to see the
majority of the group had their hands raised high. He looked over at Radi who was also
raising her hand. She smiled at him, her eyes shining.
“Jon, those are our brothers and sisters in that warehouse, you weren’t expecting us to
leave them there, did you?” a Sister of the Catholic Church had said this; she had her hand
raised high.
Radi spoke softly in Jon’s ear, “Besides, Mahavir is in there, many of us look up to him just
as much as we look up to you.”
Jon was smiling now, he wasn’t aware of how determined these people were, breaking
their religious guidelines or not, they knew it was the right thing to do.
“Thank you all for being so brave.”
Jon clapped his hands together and looked around the room.
“On to other business. Those of you who didn’t want to fight, you are in charge of getting
our provisions, we also need weapons. Anyone have access to a large supply of guns and
ammunition?”
A small Rabbi raised his hand.
“I know a man who is a gun manufacturer, he can provide us with both.”
“Good, you and two others can go find him, but be careful, the police are searching every
nook and cranny in this town for us.”
Jon’s spirits were lifted. He watched as everyone scattered out of his apartment, The
Dream was about to make their first major move.
While Jon was busy making arrangements with the dreamers that weren’t going to fight,
Radi made her way to the bathroom. She slowly closed the door behind her. Once she
heard the door click shut, she burst out in tears. Her mascara dripped down her face. She
ran to the sink and turned it on. She splashed the cool water onto her face and looked at
herself in the mirror. A beautiful young Hindu woman stared back at her. Her long black
hair fell down past her shoulders. Her captivating brown eyes that made Jon ogle at her
when they were together looked scared. She didn’t want to fight, but then she remembered
her Guru, Mahavir. She bit her bottom lip and let anger engulf her. Anyone who would lock
up such a kind-hearted man was an enemy of hers. Then the thought of killing another
human being crept back into her mind and she started to cry again.
Jon opened the bathroom door to find Radi sulking in the corner. When she noticed him
she jumped up and embraced him with a warm hug, her soft skin against his rough skin
was welcoming. She whispered in his ear.
“I’m scared, Jon.” Jon could feel his shirt dampening from Radi’s tears. He pulled her back
and looked into her eyes.
“Radi, we are all scared, but we have to stay together, because as soon as we break apart,
we will lose,” Jon could see the fear in Radi’s deep brown eyes, “You don’t have to fight.”
She pulled away from him.
“Yes, I do!”
She turned away from him. Jon walked up behind her and grabbed onto her arms softly. He
leaned in and whispered in her ear.
“Mahavir would understand if you stayed behind.”
She turned back around and looked at Jon with tears in her eyes.
“I don’t want to…murder someone, Jon!”
The word brought another bout of sobbing and Jon tried to calm her again.
“I am not asking you to, in fact, I would rather have you stay behind. I don’t want you to be a
potential target, Radi.”
Radi leaned forward and kissed Jon warmly.
“Then I won’t go, not this time, but I will help Jonathan Rite. You can’t stop me.”
Jon smiled and brushed Radi’s long silky hair out of her face.
“I wouldn’t dream of stopping you.”
Radi jumped onto Jon and kissed him, her legs wrapped around his waist. Jon clumsily
closed the bathroom door behind them. The two lovers spent the rest of the night in the
bathroom.
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©2009 Alexander SpriggsSorry for the delay on this chapter.
Comments/Critiscism is appreciated! :D