Once upon a time, there was a man who died.
The man was capable of writing stories that could come to life which he would use to torment people for his own entertainment after his death.
He lived on through his stories to keep them moving and witness such delicious tragedy.
However, because of one little duck he himself placed in his most recent story, fate was changed… and the man did not plan on this happily ever after…
"No, no, no. This simply won't do!" Drosselmeyer paced back and forth with a frown upon his face.
It was always frustrating for him to remember his mistake for drawing a conclusion to his still-beating story. To think one measly duck he placed in the story could change her role along with that lousy relative of his who chose to be responsible with his writing.
Why the mere thought of it was just… aggravating!
It was all that meddling duck's fault. If he had never taken her out of her original story he would not have had to sit through this intoxicating happy ending! UGH!
"Wait a minute now! Little Ahiru's original story! Of course. What better way of revenge than with plucking something from one's past. Yes a new story is to be made indeed! Starting with that trouble maker's past!"
Drosselmeyer used his power to summon another story that was long forgotten. And in this lost storybook world, time was frozen, except for one woman.
This woman had long elegant orange hair tied into a bun. She wore an ornately decorated blue leotard with a tutu as white as fallen snow and point shoes to match, along with a small silver crown which rested on her head.
The woman glared at Drosselmeyer.
"What do you want?" the woman snapped.
"Oh come now Liesel. Is this how you choose to address me after 15 years?"
"You took away what I held dear just to finish your horrible raven story! How should I address you?!"
"I would ask for a better response, considering I am about to offer you a deal I know you don't want to refuse!" Drosselmeyer grinned devilishly.
"And what exactly is that?"
"Why, a chance to get back what I took from you. However, you must participate in another story of mine…"
"What do you mean by this? What story?"
"Well... a new story I am composing!" Drosselmeyer said with glee, "Just think, this is your one chance to see her again and tell her everything you wish for her to know. And in return, all you have to do is be present in another story."
Liesel pondered this for a moment. This opportunity could never happen again, but is it worth going through another tragic story for Drosselmeyer's entertainment…?
Yes.
She is worth more than any risk, even suffering by the hands of Drosselmeyer.
"Alright…" she sighed, "I'll do it."
"Wonderful! Then let's get to it then! Onto the continuation of this new story!"
A/N: Greetings reader! I got inspired by well... a bunch of stuff to write this story. It really just continues the Princess Tutu story with some of my twists thrown into it.
Please tell me what you think! The second part will be up soon! So you get a better idea of what is going on!
Until then, it has been a pleasure entertaining you with this story! :D