A history forgotten by time. A few ancestors wondering what their history is. An investigation that would unravel a century's old court battle. What happens when the descendants of two white children who willingly lived with the Indians learns the truth about why their ancestors decided to live with the Indians in the first place? Will they leave the Reservation that they are living on and travel to DC with the proof and information they have to get a wrong done to their lineage undone? And when it is finally over, will the spirits of their ancestors finally be able to rest in peace? Will they journey on the Spirit Road to the Heaven in the Sky?
Chapt.1 Descendants & Ancestors:
Ariella Thundercloud loved living on the Reservation; she had always loved living on the Reservation. She could always find something new to do to go adventuring with her best friend James Greyfox. They had been best friends for as long as she could remember. It had something to do with both of their great, great, great grandparents. Ariella's great, great, great grandmother and James' great, great, great grandfather had willingly joined up with the Lakota & Pawnee tribes after their parents had been killed; or at least, that is what the journals of Adam Greyfox and Flicker Thundercloud had said. The two enemy tribes had been journeying home to their spring camp when they came upon the two kids trying to bury their parents'. The two tribes stayed and eventually melded into one tribe.
Though both Ariella and James were only sixteen, they knew that there was a century old battle going on between the US government and their people. It was something about a white soldier committing the murders of the parents of Adam Wilcox (Adam Greyfox) and Rachel Livingston (Flicker Thundercloud). They wanted the US Government to acknowledge that a certain man under their command had killed white folk and then blamed it on the Indians, which didn't even happen. The two were prepared to do whatever it took to let their ancestors finally be at peace, knowing that fight was over.
Though the Indians had been forced onto the Reservation, it wasn't for some time. According to the journals, the Reservation was formed around two cabins that had already been standing, most likely the cabins that the two kids had lived in before joining the Indians.
Adam Wilcox and Rachel Livingston were now Adam Greyfox and Flicker Thundercloud. They had adopted the lifestyles of their adoptive tribe because it was the only way they could survive. Both Adam and Flicker had the proof they needed to take down the man that had murdered their families, yet at the moment they weren't going anywhere. A raid on the village had decimated the people, but because most of the people were at the hunting camps, it wasn't that bad of a raid the white soldiers had believed.
They were moving the people into the cabins that had stayed standing after the murders of their white families. The General who had murdered them had been nameless except for what Flicker's father had yelled out as she had hid in the closet. He'd been able to yell out "Why Darkov? We were always friends, why are you doing this?" She also had two other names for the mysterious man that had killed her parents. Her mother had told her through the closed door that this man was also named 'Tom or Ward' by his friends and she had written down the names of all three so she would never forget what he had done to her parents.
Adam had a similar story. This 'Darkov' man had come into his house around the same time Flicker's parents were killed by the long haired Darkov. Adam had taken his journal and a few of his families possessions and hidden under his bed and written the name 'Darkov' into his journal as his mother exclaimed 'Darkov, what are you doing here at this hour of night'. That was the last time his parents spoke any words. The Wilcox household lay silent after Darkov left the house.
Adam scooted out a half hour later, after he heard the sound of horse hooves leaving his homestead. He needed to find out if his best and only friend Rachel was still alive. The two families had settled out in the middle of Indian country knowing the risks, but not really caring. They shared everything with the Indians that came by, moving towards their winter, summer or spring camps, always moving with the buffalo as they moved away as well.
When he came out of his house, he saw Rachel sitting on the chair that set on her porch. The door to her house was slightly open but he didn't need to know what had happened there. The same thing that had happened to his parents had happened to her parents. They put their journals and papers into a small bag and tied it to the porch before going into the shared barn and grabbing shovels. They would dig the graves for their parents before they tried to move them out of the houses where they had last breathed. They figured that a spot behind both houses, near the tree line would work as a small graveyard, hoping to never have to use it again. They were both eight, but they knew the hardships of their lives out in the middle of Indian Territory.
It was two hours later when they were finally done with the graves. They moved back to the houses and started with Adam's parents because his house was closer to the tree line then the Livingston house was. They had been able to get Adam's father into a sheet and were dragging him out of the house when the sound of a lot of horse hooves could be heard coming from the North and South of their properties. They knew better then to look up, for fear it was the soldier and his company coming back to see if anyone survived. The horses stopped and a few people got down; Adam and Rachel froze. But it wasn't the soldiers, turns out it was two Indians from enemy tribes coming to give them a hand. When they finally did look at the rest of the horses, they saw two enemy tribes putting aside their differences to help friends in need.
Both tribes had crossed the paths of the families when traveling back and forth to their winter and spring camps. And though they were enemies of each other, they had become friends while in the presence of the white families who seemed to want to help them however they could. For now the tribes would be civil in front of the children that seemed to be all that was left of their white friends. Adam and Rachel let the Indian warriors wrap their parents in blankets of deer hide and lay them to rest in the four graves that had been dug. Then the Indians put the dug up dirt over the bodies and the kids put the rocks they had collected over the dirt so that any predators wouldn't be able to dig the bodies up.
After the adults were buried the kids went back to the houses and just sat on the porch. They spoke little, not really knowing what to say. An Indian girl named Little Moon walked up to them and handed them some food, which they took gratefully with a smile and a nod. They didn't know if they could speak at the moment, but would remind themselves to speak up later. The tribes, one Pawnee the other Lakota, stayed the night to make sure the children were okay. That night turned into an interesting morning as the children learned that the elders of the two tribes had gotten together during the night and decided that this would be their new permanent home. The children looked at each other the next morning, after refusing to sleep inside the houses, instead sleeping in the barn.
They both were surprised when the same little girl named Little Moon came up to them and told them that they were staying as long as the children needed them, which would be for some moons anyways. The two smiled and flung their arms around Little Moon, one of the only child friends they had besides themselves of course. Adam went back into the barn and got dressed in some clothes that he left in it, just in case he wanted to sleep in the barn on hot days. Rachel stayed in the clothes she had been wearing the day before, not wanting to go into her own home to get new clothes. Little Moon had gone back to her family to let the white children get dressed.
When Adam and Rachel came out of the barn, Adam in new clothes and Rachel still in her dress from the day before, Little Moon asked why she had not changed. Rachel did not say anything; she just kept looking at her house. It was Adam who told Little Moon that Rachel's clothes were still in the house, and she did not want to enter the house yet. Little Moon nodded and ran to her tepee. She talked to her mother for a few minutes before she came back and took Rachel's hand, leading her to the tepee. They were in the tepee for five minutes and when Rachel and Little Moon came out, Rachel was dressed in Indian clothes. Adam admitted later on, while the two were in the barn with the animals that he had been jealous to see that Rachel got to where Indian clothes, but that he understood after a few minutes.
It turns out; Little Moon had had a sister who had died of the white sickness known as Small Pox nearly two summers ago. Rachel was the exact size Little Moon's sister was when she died. Rachel felt honored to wear the clothes of Little Moon's sister and had told her so while the three were out gathering food from the garden that Mrs. Livingston and Mrs. Wilcox had shared. Over the years, with the help of the Indians, they had started growing their food the way their Indian friends grew it, and as it turned out, it was much easier to keep the weeds from growing that way. And it helped that the fence kept predators out. A wooden fence surrounded the large garden and a gate let those that needed in in.
Little Moon stayed with the two children the whole day. She taught them her language and they taught her some more of their language for certain foods and herbs. She seemed to be the only Indian child that wanted to help them. When they were coming back from the garden that night, Rachel noticed someone moving around in her home and stopped. She was frozen to the ground. Adam also looked to where she was looking, but Little Moon just told them that it was the Medicine Man cleansing the houses of what had happened. That after the cleansing was done; the two children could live in the houses again and not stay in the barn again.
Rachel had asked if it would get rid of the ghosts that now haunted the houses. Little Moon had told her it would. The two white kids seemed pleased that they wouldn't have to sleep in the barn anymore, but knew that sleeping in empty cabins would also be lonely for the two of them. So, instead, they went around the camp and started making new friends. With the help of Little Moon translating, they became fast friends with the tribes' children.
Chapt.2 The Past:
Flicker ran from her cabin as Adam ran after her. He had a bucket full of water and was about to throw it on her when Little Moon ran up behind him and threw a bucket of water onto him. He swung around; sloshing his water onto the ground and the two girls ran off laughing. In the two summers since the murders, the three children had become fast friends. Adam's adoptive family had moved into his cabin with him. He'd been adopted by the Pawnee Chief Greyfox and his family. They had taken him in because they had wanted to, not because he was a replacement child. Chief Greyfox had lost no children to the white men, unlike Little Moon and Flicker's mother.
Flicker had been adopted by the Thundercloud family around the same time Chief Greyfox adopted Adam. Though Adam kept his white name, and still wrote in English in his journal, he now spoke fluently in Lakota and Pawnee, mixing the two languages as he spoke. Flicker had stopped using her white name Rachel because she loved her new name and because Rachel would be a constant reminder of her dead parents and the family she would never see again. Flicker and Adam were now ten-years-old. Little Moon had just turned twelve-years-old.
Flicker had grown in the last two summers. She no longer thought in English, though she wrote her thoughts in English in her Journal that she had been keeping two summers ago while she still lived with her parents. But her thoughts were now in Lakota, and sometimes in Pawnee when she and Little Moon were near Adam and his family. On the day their parents had been killed, the two children went alone to the graves by the woods and brought flowers, something they had been told by their white parents was the proper thing to do when visiting the dead. Then a day later, they would be back to playing with their friends.
Little Moon and Flicker would often sit outside on the porch, sewing with their mother Snow Dove. Snow Dove had grown to love Flicker and Adam like they were her own as had the rest of the Indians that had stayed with the white children to raise them the way they knew their parents would have wanted. Though they were growing up Indian, they knew that their parents wouldn't have minded since it was the only way to keep the two children together. They hadn't wanted to take them to the white city or tell anyone what had happened for fear they would be killed and blamed for the white children's parents' deaths.
Snow Dove would often speak with Snake Maiden, Adam's adoptive mother about what might happen if any whites wandered past them on their way to new country. They had learned little English from Adam and Flicker when the two were just learning to speak the languages they now found themselves surrounded by every day. It was hard to picture the kids not being in their lives for the remainder of their days. And to add to the excitement of being in a family, both Snow Dove and Snake Maiden were with child, which basically meant that there would be another baby in the house soon.
The two tribes that had become one had not had to go off and fight in any war yet. They were safe for now, safe because they lived with white children, safe because of the homes they lived in. Yes, it was true that there were only two cabins, but many more barns had been built just in case someone did happen along. The clothes that the white adults had worn were in trunks just in case they were needed to make it look like the Indians were civilized Indians and not the kind that went out and hunted buffalo, though many of the Indians would venture out and hunt bear or deer, buffalo hadn't been hunted in some time.
Now, Snow Dove was watching as the kids ran around splashing water onto each other.