Disclaimer: I do not own Princess Tutu
The gears stood perfectly still. Aching to be used again. The light was dark and not used to shining. Amongst all of the gears was a rocking chair. In it sat an old man. Long white hair, disturbed gold eyes, and a jacket with a salamander on it. He sat watching a gear bored out of his mind. Behind him a voice spoke.
"It's so boring seeing a happy ending." The man turned to look. He could only see the outline of a figure.
"Who are you? How did you get in here?" he demanded.
"Shush Herr Drosselmeyer . You have lost your right to talk or demand anything." Drosselmeyer was shocked. He had never been told what to do.
"How dare you! This is my story! And…" the figure laughed.
"Yes. One where the characters in your story have defeated you! So pathetic! How can you even think you were a good story teller? No. you lost your reign over this story. I've been sent to take clam over it." Drosselmeyer frowned.
"You cannot hope to do so. It is my story." The figure laughed again.
"And once again. You let the prince defeat the raven. You let the raven's cursed daughter marry the prince. You let the knight wield his own stories and you let the duck, a Meir duck pull them all together and bring hope into the story. I don't think you know how to properly wield stories yourself. Dear Drosselmeyer . You must watch and learn without any complaint. I will take over this story." The figure said. Drosselmeyer was stunned.
"The story has already ended!" Drosselmeyer exclaimed.
"No it has not! Any story can end but it's so easy to start them again." Drosselmeyer could not say anything. The figure reached into their pocket and pulled out a necklace. It was simple gold chain. On the end hung a red gem.
"No." Drosselmeyer said staring at it.
"Oh yes. This story is so easy to spin into place. Listen. Hear that? Nothing. The gears should be turning. With this little necklace the gears can start turning." Drosselmeyer smiled.
"I'll give it to Ahiru!"
"No. you had your chance. It's over for you. Watch and learn. You will see how to truly spin a story." At that the figure vanished. Drosselmeyer turned to the gear in front of him.
"Well. We will see about that now won't we? You can get the story started. I will finish this. Not you. Me!" the figures voice laughed around the room.
"Please. You have no hope. This will be the best tragedy you have ever seen."