Chapter 1: A White Girl
Young Teenage Girl, Shiro Arisuin wakes up in the mysterious room. She has a white hair, the end of the hair is pink and she has a blue dress with a white apron around it. She looks just like Alice from Lewis Carroll's Alice in Wonderland but her hair is white instead of the original color. She looks around her and states that she's not home. She tries to pinch herself, but it's not going to work. It isn't a dream. Then what is it? Shiro stands up and finds a weapon on the floor. She took it and looked at it a while. The weapon was a blade. It looked like a kitchen knife. Shiro looked at the marks on the blade like kitchen knife. There was a text of a language, which she didn't understand. The blade like knife reminds Shiro about something...something from her past. Shiro shakes her head to the left and to the right. She put a serious look on her face, when she recalled her past. The past that was inevitable for her. Something horrible had happened to her. Suddenly that serious face disappeared. She looked around again and found an entrance to another room. She went there without hesitation.
In the next room where Shiro entered, was quite different than the other one, where she just woke up and found the blade like knife. Shiro looks around with a nervous look on her face. Suddenly she hears a voice of boy, who talked like a shy guy.
"Hey you, you with the Vorpal blade!", said the boy with white hair and unique clothes, which were coloured with black and white.
"Excuse me", Shiro replied to the boy.
"What are you doing in a place like that", Shiro asked curiously.
"I would like to ask the same question", said the boy.
"All right, I will tell you", the boy said before Shiro opened her mouth.
"Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Somatsu.", said the boy and made a bow at Shiro. "I was hold in custody by my late master and I have been here since his death."
"How long has it been then", Shiro asked.
"Two months", replied Somatsu.
"Without food and water, that's horrible", Shiro stated with shocked look on her face.
"Don't worry, I'm alright.", said Somatsu. " I still have my skin and bones and stuff." My heart is beating also without any problems."
"I would say that you are not the ordinary one, are you.", Shiro said honestly.
" Well, I'm an immortal so it's not a big deal for me.", Somatsu said with a calm mind.
Shiro was surprised what this mysterious boy said and was uncertain about his look and the situation, where she was. She is in the room and there is a boy behind the bars looking very suspicious. He has a chain in his neck and he looked like a slave in her perspective. He has a black and white striped mitten in his left hand and other mitten was missing. Somatsu's face was pale as death and he had scary light blue eyes… the eyes of mystery. Somatsu stood up and walked to the bars and tried to get a closer look at the girl in front of him.
Listen, Shiro, was it?
What is it?
Listen! The blade you are holding right now is a very powerful weapon. A vorpal blade.
Vorpal blade?
Yes! With that blade you are unstoppable. The vorpal blade grants its owner a great amount of power.
A blade with such a power. Have you seen this blade before, Somatsu?
No, I haven't but my late master has. He told me everything about that blade. I treasured every single word he told me and I won't doubt it at all.
I see. I guess you want to be released, right. I mean you have been there Two months and I…
If you release me with that vorpal blade, I would like you to take the responsibility.
Responsibility? Of what exactly?
Me, of course! You have to take responsibility to have me by your side.
I don't get it, what are you trying to say to me?
I'm saying that if your release me, I am automatically your comrade, helper, servant etc. But you have to know one thing about me. I am much more than an immortal.
Okay, I get it. But I'm not doing this because you are pathetic or anything, I just find it very interesting to have a mysterious companion with me in this world, which is pretty scary and new to me.
Shiro took the vorpal blade, which was hanging on her white apron and slashed the lock hanging on the bars. Somatsu showed his gratitude to Shiro and the duo headed out of the room.
While the duo was walking to direction which Somatsu knows the best, Shiro questioned herself, why he has those scary eyes on his face. Shiro encouraged herself and asked:
Listen, Somatsu, why do you have those scary light blue eyes?
Oh, these. These are my original eyes. The eyes of an immortal being and the last of its kind.
The last? Are you the last immortal in this world. What happened to the other immortals.
My master and I killed them. Only an immortal can kill the immortal, said my master when I was a kid. He told me that I could become something more than an immortal.
More than an immortal? Do you want to find out?
I guess I want, but there is a risk, because I was born to be a killer, who shows no mercy to those who don't deserve it.
Was it your master, who made you to do such things?
Yes, He didn't give me a chance to be a normal human who understand others feelings. My master said that it doesn't matter if they have feeling or not. Because the people and creatures in this world were born to be killed by their superiors, the immortals... just like me.
Anyway, we are almost there. Haven't I told you that I have a very good memory.
No, you didn't and I'm very surprised.
So, that is a compliment.
Shiro and Somatsu made it to the exit and they saw stairs heading to the light coming from the sky.
Before taking the last steps at the stairs, Somatsu said:
Shiro, welcome to the Wonderland!