Elfen Lied – Erinnerungen
Kapitel 1: Verirrt
(Chapter 1: Getting Lost)
Summary:A girl, a teen that lost all her memories of her past. Roaming around to find the reason of existence she is haunted by visions that are unknown to her... so she thinks. She wonders about the rudiments of some sort of horns that makes her different from the normal human beings. Only a melody of a song is left in her mind. Is it better to let the past being past. Is it better that she can't remember? Why is there so much blood? ...and who's that boy who is standing in the middle of that? She begins to seek...what will she find? Lucy x Kouta
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The teen with shoulder long pink hair and cherry red eyes felt so lost. So lonely, so weak. Where was she? She didn't know more than that this place was called Japan. Kamakura to be exact. The name she could know because there were signs near the place she was standing. The name was unknown to her... at least for her erased mind. She stood at the beach, her feet in the cool water of the ocean, her red eyes watching the sun of a new day rising.
She couldn't remember what had happened. She was covered with blood, her head was painfully throbbing. When she felt for her head she could touch a hard material coming straight from out of her head. She assumed that they were ...as crappy as that sounded... horns. They were broken, the sharp ends and tips were pricking into her soft fingers everytime she felt for those unusual rudiments of horns.
At the same time she winced because the horns wasn't just broke off but bleeding as well. Bleeding very intense. Some time ago she would have fainted if she had touched her former horns. After a while she had been getting used to the pain and the nausea that had been building up inside her had faded. She could already stand without the danger of falling again, like she had done times before.
Her shoulder long hair floated slightly in the fresh morning wind. Her red eyes scanned the beach that was abandoned due to the daytime she was currently in.
Who was she? Or more accurately:
What was she?
Blood dripped from her face, her clothes were nearly dry from this liquid of life. Even her hair had blood that was already dry. The sickening smell was around her, following her everywhere. It was like she was used to smell this dead smell. She didn't know why. She wasn't throwing up, like most of other girls would due to the amount and intense of blood smell.
She felt dirty. She wanted to have a bath. The urge to throw herself into the water of ocean was pretty strong and she barely could hold herself back. The only thing that held her back was the thought of the pain the salt of this water would cause the wounds she had. They were all only minor wounds and scratches, but they surely would sting like hell and she didn't feel like feeling this pain. The scratches and wounds itself were enough to bear for her.
She sighed. An invisible existence. Unknown, lost and abandoned. This wasn't something ordinary on this earth, right? She was just another lost soul. The teen rubbed her arms, one of the sleeves of her dark shirt was torn off. What has caused her all those scratches and wounds? Knives? No...more likely...guns. Bullets of guns.
The sun was just above the horizon, above the water that reflected the fire ball on its surface, twisting the reflection due to the calm waves.
Lost in thoughts she didn't notice that she had begun to hum a pretty, peaceful melody. She wasn't aware of the fact that she knew this melody. But when she noticed she liked it. It was a friendly and warm melody.
Heavy footsteps approached her and it took some time for her to realize. It was nearly too late. Her head turned around halfway when a bullet passed her, merely an inch away from her face. Her crimson eyes widened in shock.
A tall, muscular man with a gun, sunglasses and a prosthetic right arm stood there, out of the range of 2 meters. He grinned maliciously at the teen. His right hand was outstretched, a gun pointed at the girl's head. He was covered with blood and he seemed to be pretty badly hurt. Not that he minded, not that she noticed.
The abandoned girl wasn't sure what to do. Would she run the man would shoot her, right? Would she stay she would be shot, too. What to do?
"My, my..." he spoke, his grin never leaving his face. "Who would think that you would survive and run away? You had the whole SAT shooting you over and you're still alive...that's amazing." His grin got wider. "But that's no use anymore. I'll finish you off for those pathetic soldiers."
The girl had begun to shiver. She didn't want to, it was her body's reaction to those words. She had to admit that she feared that man. She wanted to do something to defend herself, telling that man that he surely mistaken her for some other girl. She didn't have an idea of what the man was speaking about.
"You devil." The man spat, pure anger and blood thirst in his voice. "Your name surely fits you. Lucy, the female form of 'Lucifer', the fallen angel. You are the devil with an angel's appearance." He moved the gun he was holding up and down the girl's body. "Shall I shot you into your heart or into your head?"
Finally the girl found her voice to ask: "...my name is...Lucy...?" She knew her name. It wasn't much but it was a beginning. And she was glad for any information.
The man frowned. "Why...yes. Don't tell me that the blow on your head...or the pain that your broken horns cause you were that strong that you forgot." As the girl didn't answer him he got angry. "Hey! What's wrong?! Why aren't you going to fight?!"
"Why...?" She asked with pained, inquiring eyes. "Why do you want to kill me? I didn't harm you..." Well...she couldn't be sure since she couldn't remember, but she would never...would she?
"Didn't harm me?!" he echoed in disbelieve. "You bitch did a lot! You...!" he trailed off. "Hey bitch! That isn't a trap, is it?" He turned his head in every direction to look for possible danger. When he didn't find anything worth mentioning he locked his eyes with her crimson ones. "What are you playing?!"
She backed away, sinking deeper into the wet sand under the layer of water. "N-nothing...I guess..." Sweat ran down her face, mixing up with the blood that was still fresh from her horns and disappearing into the cool, clear water, dimming it.
"Oi!" He shouted and the girl winced. "How did you bitch survive?! Why aren't you using your vectors?" He took a step towards the girl. She backed further away but her foot got caught into something and with a pained yelp she fell onto her butt. Water splashed around and now she was nearly fully soaked. The one feet high water reached her stomach and her calves, making the wounds sting painfully. She hissed in agony. Tears formed in her eyes and she barely could hold them back.
"I...I don't know..." she stuttered, wincing in pain. "I...can't remember anything from...the past." A tear escaped from one of her eyes running across her cheek. "My memories begin with this early morning... I didn't even know my name...nor do I know yours..."
"Che!" The man lowered his gun when he couldn't sense any murderous intent from the fragile figure in the water in front of him. This wasn't the Lucy he was searching for, It wasn't the murderer he wanted to kill. This was just a lost girl who has to find back to her memories first before he could finish her off. "Remember my name: Bando. When you remember everything... let's have a showdown then. Only one of us will survive." He turned around to leave. "I'll kill you. I'll wait...but don't let me wait too long. I may decide to finish you off without you remembering why. I'm not the most patient person. Remember that!"
He walked along the shore. Soon the girl could only make out a small point of that man. The pink haired girl just noticed that she shivered. She drew her knees closer and wrapped her arms around them dropping her head onto her cold knees. Now she allowed herself to cry. Tears broke free and she sobbed, her heart throbbing painfully.
The waves smashed more or less lightly against her back, drawing back and again smashing against the shore and her back. She didn't notice. It was very chilly this morning. She didn't care. This man was going to kill her, sooner or later, and she didn't know what to do. Defending? How? Running away? To where? She hadn't a place to hide.
Again footsteps approached her, but this time the footsteps were light. She didn't want to look up, afraid of more people who wanted to kill her. She ignored the person, hoping that he or she would lose interest. Vainly.
"Oi, anata!" It was a female, warm voice and the girl was suddenly a tiny bit curious. "You should get out of the chilly water. You'll get a cold!" She heard the footsteps stepping into the water.
Finally the pink haired girl looked up. Her crimson tears-leaking eyes examined the girl around her age that stood in the water just in the front of her, extending...no...offering her hand to the girl in the water. This girl had auburn red mid-back long hair and emerald-mint green eyes which glinted friendly. "Hayaku!"
Hesitantly the pink haired girl took the warm hand of the other one. With a pull the girl found herself on her feet, inches away from the other one.
This other girl smiled friendly, still holding the pink haired girl's hand. "Hello, my name is Sayame Mitsuki (Last, First)! What's your name?"
"I'm..." The girl hesitated and looked into those intensive green eyes of the girl Mitsuki. She wasn't even sure of her name. But she had to tell Mitsuki her name. It was just fair after she told her the name of her. "...Lucy...I suppose..."
Mitsuki frowned lightly. "You suppose?" Her grasp on Lucy's hand was pleasant because her hand was warmer than hers. It was somehow comforting.
"I...can't remember anything more than my name...And I'm not even sure of this name..." Lucy admitted with a low voice, her face pink. She was embarrassed even if she didn't want to be. She sniffed and rubbed away the tears from her cheeks.
"Oh..." The red haired girl said with a sympathetic smile. "I see... ano... would you like to come over to my house? You could take a little bath..." She observed the blood and the scratched of Lucy. "And I'll patch you up."
Lucy withdrew her hand from the other girl's grasp. "Arigatou. But I don't want to trouble you and your family..." She felt so uneasy because she had caught the attention of the other girl. Lucy was glad that Mitsuki wanted to help her... but...it didn't feel right...somehow.
"Nonsense!" The red haired girl grinned. "I'm living alone in a huge house just next to the beach, so the walk is very short!" She grabbed the hand of Lucy and dragged her along. "I'm sure you'll like it!"
"But...!" Lucy's protest didn't stop that Mitsuki-girl. But Lucy didn't feel abandoned or alone anymore. Something warm had entered her heart, soothing her sore wounds and soul. What was this pleasant feeling that Lucy didn't want to lose? Lucy allowed herself to smile a small smile.
Maybe this was a new beginning of a new part of her new life. But still...she wanted to know what her past was about. What had happened? How she ended up here, although she didn't mind ending up here...near Mitsuki. What would she find?
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A/N: Hello, here's Sakura & Angel of Death (I'm ONE person...but sometimes I'm feeling like having a second personality in my mental mind...xD) again. But this time not with an one shot but a longer fic (I hope it'll have at least 10 chapters... to you want to support me by reviewing?)
First chapter up. I hope you like it. I have to admit that Mitsuki is my OC...but bear with me, I need someone who takes care for Lucy before she'll return to Kouta, ne?
You do know what melody Lucy had hummed to herself, right? I really like that song... It's funny to hear a Japanese singer singing Latin xD
There will be more OCs because I need a good plot with some...uhm... more characters than there's left (I'm thinking on bringing Kurama and Mariko back...somehow...but don't ask how!...and I need a new woman for Shirakawa...). Don't worry, mainly Lucy will be the centre of this fic...and of course Lucy x Kouta (besides that the friendship of Nana and Mayu, Yuka's feelings, the friendship of Lucy and my OC Mitsuki...and partly Bando). If I get some reviews I'll update soon Ja!