The Second Chance

Chapter 29: The start of the Revolution

13th, July, 1789…

The dawn had already broken and the sun was rising…After their romantic night together Oscar and André continued their way to the barracks. They rode together side by side...

As Oscar and André arrived to the barracks and entered the room of their men, everyone turned to look at them. The men gathered around to listen to Oscar…Oscar walked to the table in the middle of the room and André followed her. Then she started to talk…And the men listened to her carefully…

Oscar:“As you already might know, we will proceed to the Tuileries Square in Paris at 8 a.m. Our mission is to contain the armed crowd. But if a riot starts, we must open fire and suppress it…” she was interrupted by Colonel Dagout, who entered the room that moment…She turned to look…

Dagout:“Please, continue.” he said. He stayed near the door and listened to her carefully…

Oscar turned again towards her men and continued:“Your parents or siblings are probably amongst those in the crowd. Even if I give an order to fire, you probably won´t pull the trigger. I´ll say what I think…” she paused for a moment before continuing…“No, I´ll say which path I should take. It´s entirely a personal decision. I resign as your commander. Because the man I love and trust won´t fire at the people, just like all of you. I´ll follow what he says. We´ll fight together with the people.”

André:“Oscar…”

Oscar turned to look at André and smiled. Her smile was full of love …He responded to her smile…And for a while, they only saw each other…

Alain jumped over the table and interrupted Oscar and André…

Alain:“Commander, you don´t have to resign. We discussed and decided before you came…If a battle should begin; we´ll quit the French Guards and join the Revolution! You don´t have to quit. We´ll fight with the citizens under your command!”

Alain offered her his hand and Oscar took it. They shook hands…“It´s a deal then!” Oscar said.

“Commander!” everybody yelled, they were happy that she had joined them. Only one man stood all still and quiet…Colonel Dagout hadn´t said a word ever since he came in…Oscar turned towards him…

Oscar:“Colonel Dagout.”

Dagout:“Yes, Madame.”

She walked to him…“You´re a noble. I don´t think you´ll join us.” she said to the colonel.

Dagout:“No, I can´t!”

Oscar:“You´re free to report to the headquarters what you´ve just heard.” she told him.

Dagout:“I intend to report it. However…” he started to walk towards the door…The men started to follow him, but Alain stopped them…

Alain:“Wait! Listen till he finishes.” he told them.

Dagout:“I´ll be absent without leave today. I´ll report probably tomorrow or later. Please take care of yourselves.” he said and walked away from the room.

Oscar:“Colonel Dagout…” she watched, while he walked away…

The men ran after the colonel to see him going…

Alain:“I thought he was just hard-headed and square...Thanks, Colonel.” he smiled.

Soon, everyone took their rifles and amounted on their horses. It was time to head to Paris…

Meanwhile…

Paris, 8 a.m.

Both soldiers and citizens were gathered at the Tuileries Square…They were standing against each other staring angrily at one another…The atmosphere was very intense…

The commander of those soldiers, a man named Lambesse was wondering where the crowd had got their guns…

Soldier:“Sir, they raided the armory of Invalides last night, and stole 2,300 guns! And besides…The Black Knight had stolen some guns before…” he replied.

A man stepped forth from the crowd…he was more than frustrated…“Listen, King´s hounds! We´ve got guns! Clear the way or you´ll be hurt! Move, tax robbers!” he yelled at the soldiers…“Go back to your own country!” he made a soldier mad…The soldier was ready to fire his rifle at any moment…

Then, a woman and a boy ran to the man…“That´s enough. It´s no use to rile the soldiers.” the woman said…

Man:“Yeah, I guess.” he replied and pet his son´s hair.

They turned around and started to walk back to the crowd…“Morons!” the man yelled to the soldiers…Then, without warning…the soldier shot the boy into the back…

Everyone was shocked…How could a soldier shoot an innocent boy to the back?! What kind of a person would do something like that? The boy had done nothing wrong.

The boy fell on to the ground dead…

Woman: “Michael! Michael!” the woman went to the boy and cried. She was terrified.

The citizens got angry…That was enough…“Get them!” they yelled and charged towards the soldiers.

Lambesse:“Fire!Fire!Fire!” he told his men, who shot at the people who were coming towards them.

Many men and women fell dead on to the ground…It was horrible to look at…Bodies of men, women and children were lying around everywhere, but the people still kept on running towards the soldiers even, when they had no chance to win…

July 13th, 1789: A lone soldier´s shot triggered the French Revolution…marred by ghastly battles in which one bloodshed was retaliated by another.

Meanwhile Oscar and André were riding towards Paris with their men, when a soldier rode towards them…It was one of her men, who had been sent to check the situation in Paris…

Soldier:“Commander! ” he yelled…“Commander Oscar! The Army has started firing at the people!” he joined them and continued his report as they continued to ride towards Paris…Oscar listened carefully to his report.

Soldier:“Paris is now a battlefield! They´re firing indiscriminately at those who are not armed. The Tuileries Square is now a pool of blood!”

They were hurrying to the square…where the fighting still continued…The people were armed with guns, but not organized. They were of no match to fight head-on against the overwhelming firepower of the army.

There were citizens’ ´corpses everywhere …lying around the square…This wasn´t working…at all…Bernard and Rosalie were amongst the citizens and saw the catastrophe…Bernard couldn´t just stand by and watch…he had to do something…and quickly.

Bernard:“Withdraw for now! Don´t increase the number of injured!” he yelled to the people and then turned to Rosalie…“Rosalie, are you all right?” he asked her.

Rosalie:“I´m fine, Bernard.” she answered him.

Bernard:“Let´s go.”

They joined the crowd, who were walking away from the square. All of a sudden, Oscar and André with their men came across the crowd…“It´s the French Guards! We´re trapped by the French Guards! Damn!” someone yelled…They were preparing to fight.

The crowd thought that they had encountered an enemy…and a fierce one…

July 13th 1789…Was a day of great importance to André Grandier…What would happen to him? Could Oscar save him? Could she save her husband…the man she loved more than anything?

To be continued…

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