Author's Note: I decided to take a small break from job-hunting and try to write the events of the original series through Eureka's perspective. I know it's mostly retelling the entirety of Eureka Seven, but after watching the series I wanted to experiment with Eureka's thoughts and feelings of the events that happened, especially after the end of the show. I added a bit more to her story to try to flesh out her character a lot more.
It's also my first time dabbing a bit into a fictional autobiography, and there's no better subject for one other than Eureka herself. Watching her evolve throughout the show along with Renton is always fascinating to watch.
Again, I don't have plans to watch Eureka Seven: AO sometime, and based on what I read I don't think I care to. You may notice that I have borrowed some names though, mostly because I'm terrible with names. As a disclaimer, I don't take ownership of these characters; everything is credited to Bones and Bandai Visual for delivering a great, underrated anime (that unfortunately deserves much better than AO and apparently the Hi-Evolution trilogy).
UPDATE (10/7/2017): As you've noticed I've made several changes to the story, the biggest is probably making this a multi-chapter narrative. Also, for the sake of being tongue-in-cheek, I've also reformatted the number of chapters to 7. Other changes included grammatical and spelling fixes, narrative logic fixes, and further clarifications and expansion to Eureka's story in the first two chapters. I've also revised the afterword and included a preface to sell the idea that this is an autobiography you are reading (albeit, a short one I admit. I guess that's the downsides of finishing your story in two days without taking the time to revise everything. The lesson to take here is that we should take the time to proofread everything before publishing your story online, regardless of how fast you finish it.
My sincerest apologies for the errors in my first edition, but I hope this iteration is miles better than the last. Enjoy, my friends.
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"The Strange Boy from Bellforest"
A Memoir by Eureka Thurston
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To my dear husband Renton
My children Maurice, Maeter, Linck, Amber, and Ao
For Adroc, Axel, Diane
And to everyone who has supported me through difficult times, and taught me the beauty of life and the wonderful gift that is love.
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PREFACE
There is a saying that the color blue symbolizes the feeling of sadness. Others say it is used to symbolize new opportunities and new beginnings. Blue, like the light blue hair adorned on me, like the clear blue sky, and the erratic blue ocean that seemed so small yet so boundless and entropic as the waves slowly crawled their way to the shore. The ocean, like the color blue, is beautiful and subtle. Much like the planet we live in.
Many years ago, I thought that it was pointless to believe in anything. For if there is nothing to believe, the will to hurt no longer exists. But this is the life we are given. A seemingly endless road of pain and hardships, but also beauty and purpose. Had I continued to believe in nothing, my life would have been empty, and I would have never experienced the sweetness and bitterness of everything the world has to offer.
I've learned over the years that life is the greatest gift of all, and in that endless ocean and Earth I crossed and flew in my past adventures, there was proof that miracles can happen. I wish to share you the story of the greatest miracle that ever happened in my life. It was a miracle that gave me purpose, taught me the beauty of life, and the wonderful gift that is love. And it all started with a strange little boy in the small town of Bellforest.
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I was born from the Scub Coral. Born without memories, dreams, emotions.
I had no one else other than the Nirvash when the scientists from Tressor Laboratory found me down at the trapar mines. But then someone came and taught me about the strange world I entered.
His name was Adroc Thurston. He taught me how to act human, how to speak, how to write, how to walk, and how to interact with others. Yet there were so many things I didn't understand about them. Still, he was always gentle and kind to me. In many ways, he was like a father. In exchange, I taught him and the others to pilot the archetypes. I didn't understand why they needed them, but I obliged. It didn't take long for the first LFOs to be made, with Nirvash as the template for everything.
Adroc wanted to become my partner to the Nirvash, but he failed. During a testing run, Adroc wanted to test the capabilities of the Nirvash with him by my side. He believed that together, we would unleash the true power of the Nirvash. However, when the tests began, a bright light surrounded us and it was chaos. He apologized and told me he wasn't the one, and as I saw him remove the Compac Drive from the Nirvash, he vanished. They referred this event as the Summer of Love, and the bright light a Seven Swell. On that day, they lost a hero. But I lost a father.
After the incident, they took me to the military under the care of Holland Novak and the Special Operations Force. It took me a while, but I learned to trust him as much as I did with Nirvash. Yet I didn't feel anything from him. Like Adroc, he taught me many things. But they were things I wished I never learned.
We were told to go to a place they call Ciudades del Cielo and eliminate the Vodarac people because they were suspected of being terrorists. I went because I believed in Holland. I obeyed orders like a dog and I shot with no remorse.
Until I found three young infants under a pile of dead bodies.
They were crying, huddling together in despair. I dropped my gun at the sight of them. For the first time, I felt cold inside. I felt pain. I slaughtered those people like a monster. And I hated myself for it.
I carried them to safety, avoiding the gunfire as much as possible. When I showed them to Holland, I urged him to stop the attack. I felt my chest aching and my head burning from what I just saw. I wanted it all to stop.
Holland and I left the United Federation and we formed the Gekkostate along with many others. On paper, we were a group of ex-military officers rebelling against the United Federation. For me, it was an opportunity for everyone including myself to atone for their sins in the military. It was a second chance at life.
I took the children along with me and swore to protect them. I didn't know what to do, but I tried my best to take care of them. I fed them, bathe them, clothed them, and gave them everything they wanted. I saw it in their eyes that they were still frightened from what happened, but I had to keep going for their sake and mine's. It took them three months until they started calling me "mama."
They told me their names. Maurice was the big one. Maeter was the girl. Linck was the little one. They started to become happy when their mama gave them everything, but I still felt they could never shake what happened to them. I was afraid they would leave me, but I kept on giving to make sure they were well kept. Day by day, I felt the guilt of staining my hands with innocent blood, but I never knew how to connect with my emotions and to anyone.
Until I met him.
I was ordered to go to a small town called Bellforest to receive the Amita Drive for the Nirvash. As I "crash landed," I saw a young boy witness his home get demolished. When we first met, he was a bit peculiar. He thought that it wasn't common sense for machines like the Nirvash to have feelings. He was a bit reckless, putting himself in danger when I fought. He told me he loved me, but I didn't know what love was.
But there was something about him that struck me. He risked his life to give me the Amita Drive and told me he believed in me no matter what. He activated the Nirvash and unleashed a Seven Swell that completely overwhelmed everyone in the vicinity. After the incident, his grandfather told me that he couldn't help but feel proud of what he did. I thought what he had done was rash at first; how could he get away with something so careless?
He told me he felt that way because he was his family, and that I would realize it when I become a mother in the future. I had three children under my own care, but I didn't understand what he meant back then.
Nirvash, on the other hand, couldn't be happier, but I continued to feel strange about the boy. It was something entirely different from what I had with Adroc and Holland. Despite his recklessness, he was the only one to truly activate the Nirvash. I thought perhaps he might just be the one.
His name was Renton Thurston. And as with him, my journey had just begun.
I urged Renton to come with us and without hesitation he accepted. When he was with us, I always found him strange. The rest of the Gekko taunted and beat him for being a brat and so did the children. They even sent him on some "mission of utmost importance," but it was ultimately an elaborate prank on him. I didn't understand why they did such things, but unlike them I found him interesting and I liked it when he was around. He was a child, yes, but I thought he was much more.
We stopped by Ciudades del Cielo after taking a job to capture a suspected terrorist in exchange for money. The terrorist, Tiptory, told us it was merely fate that we met through this affair, and graciously requested us to drop her off at the city. It was a place that always haunted me ever since I found the children. When we arrived, I was attacked by the Vodarac people, who taunted me for being a monster and a murderer. Renton came and protected me, but at the time I wish he didn't. I thought I deserved it. When I told him what happened here, however, the boy didn't flinch or intercede. He stayed by my side, and told me that there was still a chance to atone for my sins.
The military started to bomb the city, but we did not have our sensors. Renton, however, told me of another plan: to swiftly disarm the ships instead. We disabled them with ease, but what was more important was that we ultimately saved the lives of thousands of remaining Vodarac. After the attack, Renton opened the cockpit of the Nirvash and showed me the moon. He told me that what I did in the past didn't matter now, that it was okay to never change if I kept doing good.
But I have changed. Before I had never felt different. I never connected with my feelings. And for the first time, I felt tears flowing from my eyes. I asked myself if it because I felt better for taking another step for atoning for my sins. Or if it was the strange boy who came into my life and showed me another path in life.
Was this good? Is it alright to change?
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