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(A/N: Hello my lovely readers! First off, if you are starting to read this, and you haven't yet read Compass Rose, you should go read Compass Rose first! In other words, This is the sequel to Compass Rose. If you don't read Compass first, you're unlikely to understand any of this. Leave now, for this prologue restates the ending of Compass Rose, and you wouldn't want to spoil the ending!
Moving on now! I'm assuming you enjoyed Compass Rose if you're here on the sequel, and I'm glad that you did! I hope you enjoy the sequel- in fact, I have a good feeling that you will. Now, let's start the prologue!)
-White Lullaby-
-Prologue-
"Yuuma-!"
"Jump, Piko. Leave, now."
"Not without you! Jump with me, please, Yuuma!"
There was no way I would jump with him. My mother, an honorable captain unlike myself, left this ship to me. I swore to avenge her, and when I had the enemy right at the end of my gun, I couldn't even manage to pull the trigger. The least I could do in her honor was to go down with her ship.
But now the enemy ship's captain, the son of the bastard who killed Hiroshi, was striding toward me. He had somehow lived through and escaped a monstrous explosion, the flames still burning both behind him and on the shreds of his coat. He carried in his right hand his gun, while I had nothing to defend with. But I was okay with that, I deserved it. What I wasn't okay with was Piko being killed or captured by this man- yet I couldn't seem to get him to jump without me. What didn't he understand?
"I love you, Piko."
I had said after sharing one last kiss with him. I could feel myself becoming weak and cold; even if Mikuo weren't aiming his gun at me, I'd be dead soon anyway. I had lost my left arm, and had an injury to my neck which didn't hit a vein large enough to kill me right away, but I was still bleeding at an alarming rate. I didn't want Piko to know, I wanted him to believe I was alright.
"Yuuma-!"
Everything moved in slow motion. My eyes moved away from Piko's as I felt them start to water. I wouldn't let him see me break in this moment. When I looked back to Mikuo, the man wore a crooked smirk. His thumb rested on the revolver's hammer and he started to pull it back. I had to get Piko out of there.
"I'm sorry." I muttered to Piko as I swung my right arm, letting it connect with Piko's chest with all the strength I had left behind it. He'd transform as soon as he hit the water, I knew well, and he would be okay. He could swim to an island somewhere, to the nearby civilized land; he could live on without me.
I tried not breakdown as I heard Piko scream in despair. I kept my eyes locked on Mikuo and prepared myself for what was to come. I felt like I was falling just as I heard Mikuo's gun fire; I felt wind rushing around me and a cold mist on my skin; I felt the waves swallow me and pull me beneath their surface; but most of all, I felt confused.
Why, I wondered, could I recognize these things? Why was I still conscious? Why was I not dead?
I felt a strange warmth around me and finally opened my eyes. They burned- and by now I couldn't tell if it was from the ocean or from my own tears- but focused on the black and white around me. Finally I saw blue and green stare at me through a black mask. I felt Piko's lips press against mine and the breath I didn't have time to catch enter my lungs.
And then I felt water rushing around me, I could hear the sound of the waves splitting to make way for us. I felt cold, but I felt safe. I heard Piko's voice and slowly wrapped my arm around him.
As we sped away from Rose, as my mother had named her, I couldn't tear my eyes away from her. The bright flames engulfing her and her bow pointing to the stars as she was slowly dragged into the waves. I felt guilty- cowardly- like I was betraying my late mother. I felt sick and disgusted, but I mostly felt tired. I pried my eyes away from Rose and laid my head against Piko's shoulder, closing my eyes and releasing the breath he'd given me.
(A/N: And there it is, the prologue! Clearly Yuuma's point of view of Compass Rose's epilogue! Tell me what you think! Review and Follow this story so you can keep up with updates! Next chapter is "Nighttime Terrors and Daytime Dreams," so stick around and I'll see you there! Until then, stay beautiful, and welcome aboard!)