Chapter 1: Death can Hurt a Life
"Zero! Zero! Zero!" The crowd shouted with victory as they grasped ther hands together for a little dance. Or they would rather throw their hats in the air. The people thought it was a big celebration... "No." Nunally said. She wore a pretty dress with pretty shoes, she had a cute smile and a cute face. Everything she knew matches her eyes. Not anymore. " Dont die Lulu..."
There was no answer, he has said not a single word. But. He said his last words to Nunally. "Lulu!" Nunally touched the fallen prince's hand. Fallen tears touched him, and she kept on going, and going. "I made. This world... A better-"
He stopped in the middle of his sentence. He didn't move a bit. His eyes were closed, he had pale skin. He is DEAD. "No!" Nunally hugged his arm, then closed her eyes, saying. "This is just a dream."
Kallen looked at the fallen prince, she cried too as she saw him. It made her friends sad, sad for her and Nunally. "No..."
{Later...}
"W-Where am I?" Nunally was in her wheel chair. Yet she had a feeling that she was outside. But not alone. She heard stomping getting closer to her, and closer and closer until she heard them speak. "W-Who are you?"
"We are recruits, ordered to protect you, Mrs. Nunally!"
Nunally noticed someone behind her wheelchair. It seemed tall, and somehow threatning to her. "What is behind my wheelchair?" She touched the handle, and then around it. It was a hand. "Lulu?"
"No. It's me, Suzaku." said the person, named Suzaku, behind the wheelchair. "Take Nunally to her quarters, and now!"
"Yes Zero Sir!"
"Zero?!" Nunally thought...
{Later...}
"Uh..." Nunally roamed around her quarters with her eyes closeed. She hit everything she got near to. The chairs, the table, kitchen, bathroom door, everything that was in that single room. "M-Miss!" The guards found Nunally in the library room, next to a table. And hit by a book shelf.
Nunally's dream:
I'm in a field of flowers and grass. The garden smelled like roses and sunflowers. "Hey, Nunally! Do you think this smells good?" My brother, Lulu, raised up the rose to my nose, it smelled great. "it smells good!"
We tumbled in a hill, it was fun. After i tumbled a swarm of bees came, they looked angry. "Run nunally!" Lulu and I ran, and ran. but I tripped on a rock and fell. The bees chased after me, then I closed my eyes. Lulu yelled out my name...
The bees stung me, but it didn't sting, it burnt.