The Writers' Circle

A poem about my favorite video game character of all time.

Through the plains
In Artemis' reign
I tread along the balloon flowers path,
Along Demeter's land
Through the city-
The metropolis-
I stroll across the streets,
Past malls
Filled with many people
And many robots
Wait!
Hold on!
I've never treaded along this place
These people I've never seen before,
Yet somehow,
Someway,
Why are they familiar
To me,
To my soul?
"Come, I'll show you," a voice says
"I'll make you remember."
And I look
To see a girl,
 Hair like a silky snake
And caps a beret on her head,
Tugging my arm,
Grasping me as if I was her date
She glares at me,
Or I glare at her,
And those emeralds,
Those eyes
Radiates and warms my heart
And her face,
One that surpasses Aphrodite,
Causes me to blush
She looks familiar
I've seen her before,
So how come I can't remember her?
"C'mon," she says
And I follow
Past the people
Down the street
And stop,
Halt
There lay before us
A pile of rubble,
Man's erosion
"Why are we here?" I say,
And she says, "Ssssshhhh."
She pats me on the shoulder,
Smiles like a kitten
"Don't you remember?
Have you forgotten?
This is where you found me
After the robotic dragon attacked."
Robotic dragon?
When did I fight that?
Must be playing head games with me
Or just a crazy girl.
"Sorry, I. I don't remember."
And her smile deflates
She shakes her head
"C'mon."
And I walk with her,
Her hand
Gripping mine's
Past the slums
And to the skyscrapers
Filled with giant construction
And animal-like robots
The door slides open
Or we push it, one of the two,
And we enter
This room,
This place
Seems somewhat familiar
With its chart of the earth
And pictures of animal robots
"This is where you took command
And saw to it the job gets done with me."
Job getting done?
Hmmm.
Memories rush through my head,
But little traces of this place pops through.
"I sorta remember."
And she rubs my head,
Slides it through my hair.
"Good.
Now we're getting somewhere."
And she pulls my arm once more
"Hey!" I say
"What are you doing?"
And she turns to face me,
Innocent
A puppy's face.
"C'mon. Just one more place."
"All right," I say,
So we scurried out the building
She points up
"A space station?" I say.
"No"
And I look closer
Is that a laser jutting out of a space station?
"What is it?"
"Final Weapon"
I look at her face,
The head of the rose
Struggling,
Wavering,
And I could see tears streaming down her cheeks
(Well, if she could cry I would.)
"That's. That's where you killed me even though hic-"
"Even though what?" I say.
She glares at me,
Her eyes,
Her jades 
Half concealed
Yet glistening in the night.
"Even though. You're wistful to protect me."
I killing her?
And a memory pops in my mind-
The memory of a red robot
Screaming,
Saddened
By his loss,
By her death
A deluge of tears,
A river of snot
Streams from my face,
And my head hangs low like a soldier
Hic 
Hic
Sniff
"I remember."
And I embrace her,
My tears landing on her shoulders
Reflecting the moonlight
She pats my back,
Caresses my head as if I was silk
"I know."
How could I forget
The year 21XX
Or X's life?
How could I forget
The mavericks,
But most of all
(And my heart smiles when saying it),
How could I forget you,
Zero's maiden-
Iris?