-The Stalker Series I Revamp: Prelude-
AN: The redemption of my first series is at hand. This is but, the cornerstone that will change everything else I have written so far – for the better. So I hope you enjoy the refreshing read and please do support the cause – there will be something for those that do. ^_^
==================== Prelude ====================
One day upon a semi-clouded climate, there was a girl named Sarah lost in the woods, trying to find her way back home. The clouds in the sky were beginning to shade the ground; droplets of water were beginning to fall. Sarah seen the change and just wanted to find shelter immediately within the lone trail. As lighting flashed and thunder sound, Sarah's fright of the whether hasten her step, as the rain poured, she looked ahead of herself. In the horizon, as she ran out of the woods, Sarah thought her eyes deceived. Entered a clearing, before her stood a mansion, its height was a sight to behold and without second thought Sarah ran straight for it.
Just as Sarah was going to knock on the door, it just opened as if someone already prepared for her coming; she entered through. Closing the door behind her Sarah now taken refuge within, she found herself within an empty hall as it was filled by the darkness and lightning that made its presence known.
Soaked to the bone, Sarah was a bit desperate to get herself into something dry, but of course she was reminded being in someone else's home; so she let out a few calls.
"Hello, is anyone here?" she called
As she let out the call, all Sarah heard was her own echo. Waiting for a reply, only thing she heard was the audible rain. With only the ambience companying her, Sarah became a bit worried, and then a sneeze escaped her nose.
-Achooo-
"Oh my, that was a doozey." she said
Sniffling, Sarah was reminded of her soaked clothing, already thought of the potential illness that can be birthed. So she had taken it upon herself to search the mansion for a change of clothes. Being from a mansion herself, she already knew where to navigate to find such a thing but, the question was whether there would be something just for her.
"I hope you don't mind if I find something to change into." Sarah called out in courtesy
Again she was speaking to herself for there was no answer returning her call. Within the moment walking through the hall, Sarah seen a door that was ajar. Grabbing her attention, she gone for it to see if there was anyone inside to meet, yet disappointed when she found no one but the empty room.
"Well, might as well see before I catch a cold..."
Sarah walked inside the bedroom and directly went for the closet. As she opened it, Sarah found one dress that was hanging inside. Not wasting any more time, she slipped out of her soaked clothing and slipped into the dress; it so happen that its color was indigo, Sarah's favorite. While Sarah was setting her belongings to dry, a voice called out to her, startling her at best.
"Do you like the dress?" the voice said
Sarah turned around to find the voice of origin but, didn't find anything yet she answered.
"Y-yes, I do." the girl said, "...um, sorry for intruding... I... I needed a place to stay..."
Nothing was said after her statement, so Sarah continued.
"I was picking some shrooms; till I was chased by wild wolves... I fell and lost my way and trying to find my home since."
Again, nothing was said toward her commentary, until...
"Does it fit well?" the voice asked
Sarah's interests was piqued again, senses heightened to try and find the source of this voice. With the statement mentioned, she couldn't help but to realize that it was confortable.
"Yes, yes it does." she said
"I am glad." the voice said
There was a brief silence, then...
"There is something… I need to tell you..." the voice said
Sarah's attention was grabbed and the voice spoke again.
"You... cannot leave this house..."
As that was said, shock ran through her and the voice continued.
"The last visitors... weren't so fortunate... but, you... you are just perfect..."
"Wha-what do you mean?!" Sarah confused
"It's been a long time... and I've waited... now I finally found my match..."
"What are you talking about? What match... where are you?!" she yelped
"There is no need to fret... I am here for you..." the voice said
Looking around, Sarah was trying to find the voice; she stormed out of the room and ran down the hall, not leaving anything to thought gone for the front doors. As she tried, the door wouldn't open, this surprised her and then the voice spoke again.
"Sarah, why are you trying to run?" it asked, "...I already said you cannot leave..."
A bit freaked out that this unknown person or thing knows her name but, this hadn't thwarted Sarah from finding a way out. She ran to another door and tried it but, to no avail, then Sarah ran to another; it ending in the same result. Sarah tried every possible place she can think of, even trying to break the window but, that didn't work; her frustrations got the best of her.
"Who are you?!" Sarah stressed, "What do you want!"
There was a mild pause... then the voice spoke again.
"I... want you... Sarah..." the voice said
"No. Please. I don't want this!" Sarah frightened, "...I, I don't know who you are!"
"Don't worry... we will grow… to know one another. And I… I will always... be with you... for... ever..."
When the voice made the statement, Sarah felt her dress 'grasp' her, this made her realize that the thing she was wearing was possessed or something. Immediately she tried to take it off, but it didn't work, then the voice tried to speak to her again.
"Be calm… Sarah... calm yourself..."
"No... No I won't, I want you off of me!" Sara returned
"Sarah... please... I will… never hurt you… " the voice pleaed
"No...!" Sarah replied
"Sarah... Sarah... sa-rah... leah... Leah..."
"Hey Leah, wake up."
Ayame standing above me while I was resting my head on my desk with a book as my pillow, I turned a bit speaking some gibberish.
"*moans*... Just... just a few more minutes..." I said
Ayame sighed, "Geez, I didn't want to resort to this but..." she digs into her pocket
-PHUWEEEEEEEEEET-
As the whistle sounded, I immediately jumped out of my chair, almost falling out, looking around rapidly.
"I'm up... I'm up!" I called
Ayame smiled, placing her hand on my shoulder, "I know you were resting peacefully but, the session is over for today; we have to go..."
When Ayame said that, I've looked up at the clock and seen it was well into the afternoon – also realized I would be a bit late for the meeting today. In seeing such, I've put my remaining belonging into the case and got up; stretching and yawning afterward.
From it, I couldn't help but to have the thought of that dream; dwelling within my mind. The first out of many dreams being constant, consistent and happening at the same time everyday which has started three weeks ago. I have told Ayame about this dream giving vivid detail – the most she has told me in her indefinite wisdom that it is trying to tell me something. She usually jokes around in saying that I shouldn't be late to any more meetings else I would be trapped in the eternal slumber. Of course she paid in my worry with a cuddle which often makes her blush.
But, as vague dreams can be in their manifestation within the human consciousness – I couldn't help but trying to figure what it is trying to tell me. Is it a warning? A caution I should undertake? Or merely something I should look forward to. The constant thought made me dizzy a bit, I shook my head with the notion, Ayame looked toward me knowing good and well I am having the same thought as before from prior times. In response I looked up at her and smiled.
"Are you ready... Aya-chan?" I asked
She returned the gesture, "Heh, of course I am. It was you I was waiting on anyway."
Ayame added, "Sides, I don't know how the Valedictorian of OCU can be late to her meetings still. Our term is almost over. The least you can do is show the effort."
I laughed a bit, "Oh pish posh Aya, can you really blame me. It was just one of those days where it was too good to pass up a nap..."
"Yes I can." She folded her arms, "There is no excuse for missing your meetings... unless its life threating." Ayame jest yet serious
"Hmph..." I pouted
Ayame laughed upon my action, "Come on L.A., let's go."
I nodded in response, as I got up to join her, we both exited out of the class room.
Naruko Ayame or 'Aya' as I like to call her is the only friend I knew ever since childhood, she has been the baron on my back for the many years that I have lived. Anything that I do out of context she is there to rectify and set straight, else Ayame would have me do those PT drills she does; which by the way are excruciating, even with some of the fitness I do. Other than that, Ayame is very loyal, trustworthy friend for she has helped me through many difficulties; able to tell her things I neglect from others. Whether it is a hand or a shoulder to lean on, Ayame was there for me.
I've grown fond of Ayame's sense of duty for tradition, for belief. She is very strong-willed and does things to the 'T'. I admire her strength and would often give her praise but, Ayame doesn't like the attention, especially when I speak about more 'sensitive' things about her; this is the only weakness she has that I can exploit. Above all, Ayame knows that I care and I am glad to have a friend such as her.
Oh, I'm sorry I almost forgot to introduce myself; I am Akemi Leah, a nineteen-year old native of Osaka, Japan. I am Valedictorian, as Ayame mentioned of Osaka City University; 'OCU' for short. Also, president of one of the clubs I am late to. The year is 2008 in the month of September, a few days after the fall season started; several since my birthday. I like strawberry shortcake, cute clothing, a good book to read, and ponies. Okay ponies is a bit of a stretch and I don't share the same infatuation of them like most but, like everyone else however, I want to attain a dream long desired within my heart. What that is, is something that you would learn from this tale; I welcome you to my adventure...
==================== End of Prelude ====================