Hey! Me again! I have a new old story to share! :D Basically, I wrote this story last year so it's all done. So I'll be updating the chapters very quickly. I hope you enjoy!

I do not own Princess Tutu.

Princess Tutu: Chapter of Repetition

Once upon a time, there was a man who died. He was a writer who loved tragedies. The townspeople feared him because his stories could come to life, and so, they killed him. Little did they know, he continued to write stories in death.

Once upon a time, there was an evil Raven.

Once upon a time, there was a prince who cut out his own heart to seal away the raven.

Once upon a time, there was a duck who became a girl, as well as Princess Tutu, in order to restore the prince's heart. However, she was fated to disappear in a flash of light if she was to confess her love for the prince.

Once upon a time, there was a knight who was fated to be torn in half by the raven. To avoid his fate, he did what he could to keep the prince from gaining a heart.

Once upon a time, there was a daughter of the raven, who loved the prince with all her heart that she wanted him to love her and no one else.

It seemed that this 'once upon a time' would only end in tragedy. But the characters decided to fight and defy their fate. The knight became a writer who could also make stories come to life, and combined powers with Princess Tutu. Together, they restored the prince's heart and put an end to the story. In the end, the prince took the daughter of the raven as his princess and left for the prince's kingdom. The writer, and Princess tutu, who returned to being a duck, enjoyed the peace of the happily ever after that they helped to create, together in each others company.

What they forgot, however, was that with every ending, comes a new beginning. As they enjoyed the peace, a new story was already in the making...

"Well, Uzura, it seems there is no story that offers any potential as a tragedy! It's quite a disappointment!", complained an old man in quite an odd outfit. The little girl who he had been addressing had only responded by banging on her drum. The old man sighed. As they walked on within the gears of yet another story, a huge gear with the image of a lake inside a cave lowered from seemingly no where.

"Oh! What's this? It seems we've ended up back where we started! I do believe that this was the stage for the wonderful battle for the prince! But I have no use for this story anymore, it ended in-" the old man trailed off when a new gear lowered in front of him. The new image was of an eerie island in the middle of the lake. The island seemed to be made of sticks and perched on a stick that stretched out over the water, was a raven.

"Hmmm, I have a hunch that a new story is about to begin! How exciting! It's quite a shame, though, that I can't offer my own ideas into the story anymore."

"Oooohh! A new story-zura? I should go see Ahiru-zura!" Uzura said to herself and ran off, banging her drum.

Deep down, underneath Kinkan Town, lay a lake. It had been used once before, as a stage for a part in a story that had already ended. Since then, no one had been down there. The only being that could be seen there now, was a raven. It was perched on the island in the middle of the lake, staring at it's reflection. In its red eyes was an angry sadness.

It's not fair...thought the raven. My daddy is dead...and it's all because of those stupid humans that couldn't just accept their fate. Daddy was supposed to have eaten the heart...but instead....he died! If...if only I had more power, I could do something about this. I could get revenge! But...there's no way for me...Just then, a pair of big round eyes were looking up at her from the water. Startled, the raven flapped around, cawwing.

"Oh, don't be afraid, little raven! Hahaha, I'm here to grant you your wish!" It was the voice of an old man.

The raven calmed down and settled back down on the stick she had been perched on. What do you mean? And who are you!

Despite the raven's question coming out in caws, the pair of eyes seemed to understand. "Hahah, I am Drosselmeyer! And I can give you the power to become human."

The raven's eyes narrowed. Tch, what makes you think I want to become one of them? Those disgusting humans...

"Well, the only way you can have your revenge is if you become a girl."

Oh really? How so?

"You see, there is machine, up in the clock tower of Kinkan Town, that was destroyed. If you can fix it, you can write a story with it to get revenge."

The raven cawed. What can a story do!?

The pair of eyes narrowed at the raven. "Oh ho ho, quite a lot my dear. That machine makes stories into reality. But there's no way for you to fix it as a bird."

The raven became quiet, as if it was thinking. One eyebrow from the pair of eyes arched up as if inquisitive and asked, "Well?"

Fine. Make me a human.

"Hahaha very well. This pendant will make you human.", said Drosselmeyer as a dark red pendant floated down from no where. "But beware, if you caw you will become a raven again. But I'm sure you won't have any problem with that, hmhmhmhm."

The pendant floated down over the raven's head and rested around her neck. She waited a few moments but nothing happened. She was still a raven. She looked down at the water to ask why she remained a bird only to find that they eyes had vanished. Tch, stupid old man. She hopped off the stick that she was perched on and onto another one that was closer to the water. She dipped down to get a drink of water but once her beak touched it, a black light engulfed her and she found that she had fallen into the water. When she climbed back on the island she near fell back when she found that she had arms and legs and, well, a human body.

She looked into the water to see what she looked like. She had dark red eyes and raven black hair that only reached down to her chin. She looked at her reflection with a bit of disgust. "Ugh, hideous." When she heard her voice she gasped. Huh, it doesn't feel too different from cawing. "It's quite a disgrace though, that the daughter of the raven, Rhiamon, would become a human. Ugh." She uttered the word 'human' with a hiss.

She stood up and began to shiver slightly. She was naked and the cave was quite cold. "Tch..I don't know how those humans can live without having feathers or fur. Well, I don't think it would be 'proper' to go to the surface as a human without any clothes so I suppose I'll have to go as a raven." She cawed and in another flash of black light, she was a raven. She took flight for the surface.

Down by the crystal clear lake sat a green haired boy with a pen and pad of paper on his lap. A yellow duck floated on the surface of the lake, smiling contently. It had been about a year since the story had ended. It was now summer and the temperature of the lake was perfect.

The year had seemed to fly by peacefully, but the duck couldn't help thinking of what she'd lost. After having a taste of humanity, Ahiru missed being able to go to the academy and dance ballet, hanging around with her friends...most of all, she missed being able to talk to Fakir. It would have been nice to just be able to say thank you for being there for her and staying by her side. But, since Fakir was sticking to his promise to stay by her side, she thought it was fine if she stayed as a duck. Also, she saw more of Fakir now since school was out for the summer.

Ahiru looked towards Fakir at the edge of the lake as he stood up. "Hey Ahiru, I just remembered that I have a package that I need to pick up. I'll try and come back as soon as I can." As Fakir started walking, Ahiru quickly swam to the shore and waddled beside him.

"You know, you don't have to come with me. You can stay here if you want." Ahiru just looked up at him, shook her head and quacked. Fakir smirked.

When they got to the post office, Fakir went inside and Ahiru waited outside the door. She sat there gazing at the sky when she saw something black flying over head. She squinted and made it out to be a raven. Ahiru quacked and jumped to her feat. Oh no! A raven!...Oh wait, the story's over now so...I don't think the ravens could be plotting anything anymore...but well after what happened you can't be too careful I guess...

Ahiru's eyes followed the bird until she saw it swoop down at a clothes line and fly away with a midnight blue sun dress. Ahiru quacked and ran after it. Soon after she took off, Fakir exited the post office, a small wrapped package in hand. "Ahiru?" As he glanced around, he managed to catch sight of something yellow run around a corner and out of view. "Ahiru!" Fakir ran off after her, tucking the small package into the crook of his arm.

It looks like the ravens are still up to no good. Hmph, I wonder what it could want with a dress though...Ahiru wondered as she ran after the raven. It wasn't long before she found herself before the Kinkan clock tower. Her eyes still following the bird, she saw it fly into the top room through a window. Ahiru tried to run into the clock tower to chase after it but ended up crashing into the closed door instead. She fell flat on her butt as she rubbed her bill with her wings.

Fakir finally caught up to the little yellow duck, only to find her sitting on the ground, rubbing her bill. Half panting and half chuckling, Fakir asked, "Moron, what are you doing?" Ahiru whirled around and jumped up quacking and waving her wings up and down. Although he couldn't really understand what she was trying to say, Fakir saw the urgency in her actions and grew concerned.

Fakir knelt down in front of her. "Ahiru, calm down. Calmly try to show me what happened." Ahiru obeyed and took a deep breath. She pointed to the top of the clock tower with her wing with a quack. Then pointed to the clock tower door. "You...want to go into the clock tower?" Ahiru nodded. She hopped in front of the door impatiently. Fakir sighed. "Okay, I guess I'll just find out what you're so riled up about when we get inside." Fakir opened the door and Ahiru quickly ran inside and up the stairs. Fakir followed.

Rhiamon landed inside the clock tower and dropped the dress beside a pair of shoes that she had stolen. Rhiamon had come prepared and stole a canteen of water that someone had been about to drink. She had narrowly escaped that situation without being hit by flying objects. She tipped the canteen over herself to turn herself into a girl and quickly got dressed. Once she was fully clothed, she looked around the room. A mess of wood sat by the wall. She assumed that this was the machine.

Examining the broken machine, Rhiamon frowned. "How does that old man expect me to fix this hunk of junk? I'm a raven, I have no clue how to fix human contraptions!" Just then, Rhiamon fell into despair. I thought I could really do it. I had the chance to avenge my daddy but I've already failed! I want to avenge him! I want to...I want to...I have to! With that, Rhiamon found herself transforming. Not into a bird, but she found that she had gained new clothes. She wore a red witch's hat that had a crow's feather stuck in it and a black cloak. Showing underneath her cloak was a red dress that was mid thigh length and a black corset around her waist. She wore dark brown boots that cut off below the knee and black stockings covered up the rest of her legs.

"What...how did I?" Suddenly she could hear Drosselmeyer's voice.

"Oh ho, did I forget to mention? This pendant also allows you to transform into a witch. But you'll have to figure out how on your own!" His laughter faded into silence shortly after.

"....stupid old man. But whatever. I suppose he expects me to fix this thing with magic or something." Rhiamon hovered her hands above the broken machine and magic began to flow from her hands, fixing the machine.

Ahiru and Fakir finally reached the room where the story machine had been. In front of it they saw a woman who looked like a witch. In front of her, was a repaired story machine.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing! Who are you!"

Rhiamon turned around to face him. Her eyes widened. "You! How dare you-!" Before she could continue, a paper dropped by her feet. Picking it up, she turned around to the machine once again. "It's writing a story? But...I.."

As the machine began writing, everything became engulfed in a flash of light.

to be continued....

Tada!! Act one finished! Please, reviews and comments are welcomed! Also:

Rhiamon's name actually means Witch or something along those lines in...Welsh? ^_^; sorry, I found it in a baby name book which I recently...misplaced?