Beauty in the Thorns
Luna Silvereyes
A/N: I'm at the public library right now and I can't really write much. I recently finished watching Elfin Lied and wanted to write a story for it. I thought it was a good anime and beautifully animated. The storyline is so sad. But I like it anyway. Enjoy. I do not own anything in this story but the little tiny idea. The anime and the characters belong to the creator. I think it's CLAMP. If I'm wrong, please forgive me.
I knew instinctively, from the moment I fell into her arms and heard her voice, that something was different and very wrong. When I'd heard the doors open for the first time in months, I felt elation that I would be seeing Mother and Father; that my fantasies and dreams were becoming reality. But the minute the bandages fell from my eyes, all I felt was betrayal. The woman smiling down at me, claiming to be my mother, for whom I'd pined for so long, was a stranger. It felt good to dispatch her and unleash my rage. At the same time, I felt excitement. I hadn't been let out of my steel tomb in years. Not since they discovered that I was the new 'Queen'.
But even as I lost my arm and learned what they had removed me from the facility for, I felt pain. I was to be taken to the human world to dispatch that pesky number seven who just refused to die. I believe her name is Nana. In any case, I was eager to stretch my arms.
I remember, as the helicopter doors opened and the woman in charge was yelling at me to obey them, that I saw the ocean for the first time in my life. I was entranced and didn't bother to listen to her. I already knew that my life was on the line, what with the bomb planted inside my body. Number seven hadn't even shown up and I couldn't yet sense her, so I simply gazed around me. I felt the warmth of the sun on my pale skin. I felt the gentle caress of the breeze upon my flushed face and felt it flutter through my hair. My first impulse was to try to get up out of my wheelchair and walk in the open air for the first time in my life. But I knew that from the malnutrition I'd received for so long, my legs were too weak to hold me.
I was shocked when I realized that for the first time, I was truly happy. Everyone around me seemed to disappear and I instantly started to wonder if this was truly the world. I knew instinctively that my kind was gradually eradicating the humans. Was this world what I would one day inherit? Would my mother and father live with me? Would I be able to live freely and run in the waves like the human children probably do?
Even as number seven appeared, I didn't feel angry toward her for attaining the unreachable freedom I'd longed for. Had I been given the chance, who knows? Maybe I would have asked her what it was like.
After all, Diclonius or not, didn't I have a right to freedom?