Yah! I'm back! Sorry, just got stuck in reading other's fictions.
But hey, hey, don't get me wrong! I have edited this story and yes, I know my grammar sucks at first. Anyway, there'll be a few changes like the names and all in the story but all in all, the storyline's the same. I have changed my way of writing too to those who noticed. And I'll be putting more details in battle scenes. Still, my grammar might still suck.
Formerly called The Prince and Mikan's Diary; Reasons why it's called Lunar shall be explained as you further read on with this story.
Personal thanks to serpentine's fang.
Please help yourself with this.
Rubber Duckling Entertainment presents
LUNAR
-My Entry (M.E)-
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I never knew life being a princess could be that hard. You'd have to suffer the burden of running your own country. You'd have to bear the pain of your past where some people don't respect you and treat you badly. There'd be secrets and disloyalty hidden somewhere from you. There'd be people who'd give their best to destroy your life. I see that the thought of having tremendous powers could be deceiving sometimes. But, to think of it, what use would it bring when all of those are just lies? When all of those is just a medium to bring something evil… or could be a root or a spark of someone's jealousy and greed to take over?
"Ha-ha! Take that! Go Demi!" I yelled, roughly banging the remote I had in hand.
So... did I go way too emotional? Sorry, just can't help myself.
Anyway, if you're curious who the heck am I. Well, I'm the only princess of the Anjo household that's who. And just recently, I've been dramatizing myself over a movie I am currently watching. Yup! Princess Protection Program.
So let's leave the movie hanging and start with the proper introduction, shall we?
The name's Anjo Mikan. And yes, don't get me started by asking "why's my family name like that?" Because, seriously, I don't even know it myself. Seriously, I don't. All I know is that after I woke up in a hospital, there was this blond man announcing himself as my future stepdad. I've got to admit that, hey, it kind of sounds stupid but it's the truth. I thought it was just a joke to cheer up a lonely patient like me. Only to find out he was bloody serious.
Weeks after I got discharged from the hospital, that same blond man I later found out to be Anjo Narumi decided to marry my mom, Azumi Yuka. Thus, the reason why I'm now called Anjo Mikan instead of Azumi Mikan.
On the day of their wedding, however, I finally got the courage to go up to my mom and ask her the question I've been keeping to myself for a while now –the question regarding why I never saw my dad. Well, after all, who wouldn't be curious when every child you see on the street have both male and female adults beside them? So, thinking I only got a female guardian, where's the male? Narumi is definitely an exception.
I was left staring in space, using my epic fail puppy dog pout when my mom… never answered.
And up until now, the reason behind why I never knew nor remembered my real father was unknown. It was kept hidden from me. At first, yes, it got me suspicious. I even tried googling my name, hoping to find some lead. Yet… still nothing. The only result was this Wikipedia page about an anime with the same name as I do. So, in the end, I finally gave up. Superman's probably like one of those fathers who abandoned their family just to go with someone else. And I blamed him for that. Superman's irresponsible and uncaring and may he be cursed.
So, you could actually say that I'm the princess who knew not of the king, her real father.
Anyhow, I am a fresh graduate of Shogakko Elementary School. After graduation is the time when the real twist of my life started, the time when I'll begin narrating to you this story –my story.
One lazy Monday, I personally got some mail with this weird envelope that could speak. Yes, it's like one of those mails Harry Potter has. And it gave me a heart attack –literally!
-+LunaR+-
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The moment I woke up from my shock, that same letter was still suspended in mid-air. Only that this time, it seems as if the letter was asleep. Mom and Narumi were already there to guide and help me too, urging me to go on. With trembling fingers, I poke the white envelope that has a very big mouth. Soon, it began to stir.
"Anjo Mikan!" it screamed. I backed away –mortified!
"We are pleased to inform you that you will be attending Alice Academy in the next 2,678,400 seconds. So, we advise you to pack your bags and prepare yourself as early as now. That's all and good day," it said before the mouth finally disappears, crumpled itself before falling on the very ground.
I was still clutching my heart even minutes after it disappeared.
Well, who could've thought magic could exist in this very real world. It's just that, my bad, that letter didn't come from Hogwarts School of Wizardry. If it would, I would've been transformed into a very hyper mode girl, enthusiastically getting herself ready to go. One bag wouldn't even be enough to put all my Harry Potter collectibles just so Daniel Radcliffe could sign all of it the moment I entered school. I would, then, be dramatically transformed into this stupid fan mode style. Oh well, too bad though it wasn't. So Mikan's stupid fan mode style didn't happen.
"Mikan, are you alright?" Yuka, my mom said as she offered me a glass of water while Narumi just rubbed my back, trying his best to comfort me at the same time.
"Yes," I finally answered, breaking my idiotic eye-as-wide-as-saucers kind of face.
The moment I finished the whole content, I hand back the glass and went back to staring.
Yeah, sure thing, yes –I know magic exist in this world. Okay, crush that. It would make me a liar by previously stating I didn't know magic existed. I didn't know magic existed but I do know powers-without-the-wand-thing do. And I kind of have that slightest idea what that power meant. Okay, to be straight with y'all. I am a magician. Well, magician's probably not the right term. Take two, I am an Alice. Yes, that's it. I have this so-called Alice, the Alice of Nullification and Psychokinesis. To elaborate further, Nullification is this some sort of a barrier power, you know –like a shield while Psychokinesis' the power where you'd control something using your mind. I know right, it's cool.
Mom said I probably inherited this ability from my dad. And here goes his unknown name again. But, hey, this is undoubtedly the only thing I could thank him for –for probably being like Superman; thus, letting me inherit his powers. And yeah, this is the reason why I termed my father Superman ever since then. So, don't be confused why I claimed Superman as my father earlier. It's just an alias to a person I never knew. Anyway, enough talks about that douche for now.
Mom, on the other hand, told me she never had a power. I doubt it. And so, I kept on bugging her. But she kept on saying 'I don't have one, really.' Later on, Narumi joined her. Two versus one couldn't make up a fair fight so I finally gave up.
-+LunaR+-
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~A MONTH AFTER~
The awaited day finally came!
I was spacing out in our living room, trying to satisfy and familiarize myself once more with the house I had come to love. I was comfortably positioned in our magenta-colored sofa, hugging my favorite stuffed toy like a little girl. It was a teddy bear named Mr. Bear –a teddy bear mom and Narumi gave me the moment I woke up from the hospital four years back. By the way, I'm still thirteen years old –to those who are curious.
As I was saying, today's the day I'm going to leave this house. It may sound quite sad but hey, I know I can do it. I'll just have to. Who knows what extraordinary things might happen to me in that school known as Alice Academy. Sure thing my mom had already told me that I'd meet a lot of people there, people like me. So there'd be no way I'd say to myself I don't fit in there. It's just that these butterflies in my stomach won't scurry away. I know this is normal –that's what people usually feel in their first day of school, right? But, gah! There's still this doubt in me that there'd be something bad about to come. I just don't know what it is.
"Mikan, you coming?" my mom suddenly asked, breaking my train of thoughts.
She said she's going to bring me to school, just to make sure I'd be fine in my new home. Narumi would be coming along too. The only reason why I spaced out moments ago is because I finished preparing earlier than them. So, I got nothing left to do but space out. You get what I mean.
"Yeah, sure," I said before standing up, clutching Mr. Bear tighter.
And the next thing I knew, I was already seated in our blue Mustang, heading to the institution of gifted kids known as Alice Academy.
Please do wish me luck. Remember the butterflies? Yeah, they're getting heavier now. And I definitely needed your help.
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Sincerely,
-Anjo, Mikan.
Okay, this may sound a tad bit humorous in the first part but hold on to your seats 'cause I'm just starting. Rubber Duckling Entertainment may seem like a joke because it is both a joke and not. I got my inspiration to write again while looking at the rubber ducky I once had when I was young. Found it in the deepest part of my cabinet.
To those who noticed: Yeah, there were changes. Mikan and Hotaru didn't know each other yet unlike the first draft. And there'll be more changes since I kind of found my first draft weird with all the diary-related stuffs. My Entry meant M.E. or Mikan's Entry to Alice Academy.
Keep your reviews going please.
I am just restarting with this thing.