Disclaimer: I don't own -Man, hell, I don't even own Sherley. -_-' I only own Laura, Sherley belongs to her rightful owner. Oh! And please review, with constructive criticism :D And... enjoy!
"Sherley, what is that?" I asked, watching the hispanic girl poke around at an orb. I gave her a look, telling her to put it down. She wore a black nightgown, frilly ends and all.
No one should be messing with a glowing orb, not after I had seen Neverland last night.
"I don't know but it's soooooooo pretty!" she squealed, completely ignoring my caution. She twirled around in circles as if to taunt my sense of safety, big brown eyes shimmering impishly.
"You are a butt." I stated feeling uneasy at the orb. "Fine fine, here, nice and safe." she said, setting it down on my desk, we sat in my room, on a small room with a bed covered in a brown comforter and a spiderman blanket on top of that(It's spiderman, HOW CAN YOU NOT LOVE IT?), a desk covered in charcoal and pastels was in front of us, and a fish tank for Milo sat to our right.
"But where did you get that?" I asked her, wondering if I should try to tap the thing, I decided against it, as I sat in nothing but an oversized Disney T-Shirt.
"I got it at some antique shop, my mom was completely against it, saying 'You're going to be practicing witchcraft with that thing.'" She said, putting on a thick spanish accent for her mother, I laughed.
"But I convinced her otherwise. I think it took about ten years off of my life, but hey, it was worth it... Not really." she said, we studied it from a safe distance (also known as my bed).
It was a clear glass orb that threw rainbows in different directions.
"It looks like the orb from Neverland." I stated, she gave me a blank stare. I sighed.
"Neverland, it's a sci-fi movie? Basically it's a twist on Peter Pan, but it shows how they got there... I think, I was just browsing, ANYWAY! If you tap the thing, well not really tap, more like throw the bloody thing on the ground you end up in Neverland." I said, she blanched at what I said, brown eyes widening.
"I lost ten years of my life for this thing, you think I'm going to be throwing it on the ground?" she asked, I stuck out my tongue.
"I didn't say you had too, just that it looks like it. Maybe it's a prop from the movie, and if it is, that thing is sturdy enough to get thrown around at least once more. It fell from at least a six foot drop." I stated, fixing her a brown eyed glare.
"So you want to go to Neverland?" she asked, returning my glare. I shuddered, I was temperamental but she was just scary.
"No no, I just want to drop the bloody thing." I said, abruptly jumping up and grabbing it. "You break it you buy it!" she yelled, trying to dislodge the thing from my grip. It rolled out of my grasp and hit the ground with a thud.
"See it didn't break." I said, sending a smug look her way. A loud CRACK disrupted my smugness as we both looked down to see the orb, split in two. Tendrils of light twined around us, Sherley let out a gasp as the light around her turned darker. Darker and darker until it finally turned black.
"Laura, what's happening?" she asked, I tugged at the ones around her, to no avail.
The area around us shuddered and I felt the room grow cold. Menacing words filled the room.
"Memories lost, hope true.
Plunged into a world of blood,
two shall be born and purged of the madness.
One's words will move countries.
One's thoughts will cut down evil."
I gasped as two portals opened, a black one behind Sherley and a white one behind I. We were both being pulled towards one.
"Laura!" Sherley screamed, her hand reached out for me but I was to out of reach as I was inches away from the portal.
"Don't worry, I'll fix this, I promise!" I yelled as she was hurled through the portal. I let my body go limp as I was pulled through as well.
Sherley's POV
My eyes opened slowly, I blinked sleepily, taking in my surroundings. I was surrounded by many bodies, the stench of blood covering them along with stone, encasing them. Walls made of rotting corpses obscured any further surroundings, so I could only look up.
I stared at them, horrified, refusing to move from my spot. My body began shivering violently, why? Thunder roared across the sky, "R-rain..." I stated weakly, raising my hand to the sky. Stumbling upwards I groaned, looking at the black nightgown I wore. No help, whatsoever.
I rubbed my temples, trying to erase the horrible headache that followed my sudden motion, a thick sheet of rain descended in a matter of seconds.
"W-where am I?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. I looked down at my black dress once again, it's wet fabric clung to skin.
"I... I don't remember... I don't remember..." I muttered, over and over, trembling-the blood make me want to lose any food I had eaten.
All that could be heard was a bloodcurdling scream that echoed throughout the very walls that cast the ill of many.
After some time I laid back down, staring at the darkening sky as it rained. My eyes glassed over, I began to realize I had no recollection of anything, but like many I had some bruising around my ankles and legs. At some point during my slumber my ankles had been bounded as I noticed the the ripped white cloth that clung on either.
"I need to know... W-where am I..." I asked in my half awake state,
"Don't worry, I'll fix this, I promise!" a girl's voice echoed in my mind, a brief image flashed, a blurry image, an outstretched hand...calling to her. Blinking, the face disappeared, the image disintegrating like ashes in the wind. I felt a pang in my chest at that. The rain had stopped at some point after that, sitting up I spied a small escape hole in a corner of this brutality, I began crawling quickly towards it.
I reached it, seeing a possible escape, I laughed, not believing it at first, digging fevering till I made a decent sized space to crawl through. A hand reached through, showing me that there were more bodies underneath the bloodied ground, it would have scared anyone else, but I heard nothing else.
In my dirtied appearance I looked towards the sky, laughing hysterically, feeling my mental stability dwindling. I crawled through, escaping the horrid scene. I walked around, following a path of destruction of what I assumed was the aftermath of what happened back there.
"Looks like an atom bomb went off!" I exclaimed, I spot a large man seemingly hovering in midair, his gray skin tone was strange to me.
"Is that even possible?" I say in awe, another man stood next to him, observing the scene calmly. I narrowed my eyes trying to get a good look at their faces, but they were too far up.
"Well... It looks like we have a survivor of your fun, Skin~" says the man in amusement. I freeze, looking up at them in shock, I recognized the name from somewhere...
I fell to my knees as a crippling pain erupted in my body, it traveled immediately to my forehead, where blood was now falling and combining with my tears. I let out a scream as I felt myself being diced, different emotions coursing through my brain all at once. I painfully look up at them, bleeding profusely.
"Make it stop!" I yelled repeatedly, as another wave came over me I began to see spots.
The strange men made surprised noises, as they spotted the present stigma. Gripping with pain I felt blackness consume me, my body going limp as I fall forward. My last thought was nothing but a phrase.
"I promise."
Laura's POV
I jerked up, my mind foggy.
"Where am I...?" I asked quietly, my voice still thick with sleep. My surroundings were very open, no doors just pillars holding the ceiling above me. A sleeping body in the next bed over to me started, but then calmed down. A old man laid down completely bandaged, a young girl watched over him wearily. I assumed they were related from how she sat next to him.
"Hello." I said, louder now that my voice was fine. She jumped slightly, then turned to me, orange hair almost on edge.
"Who are you, you puffball!" she asked, an angry hiss. I opened my mouth to respond but shock overcame me...
Who was I? And why did she call me puffball?
The answer fell in locks from my head, kinky, thick, brown curls fell from my head, to my waist giving me the appearance of a puffball.
I did the first thing that anyone would've done: Denied it.
"I AM NOT A PUFFBALL!" I yelled, jumping out of bed. I looked down to see myself in an oversized shirt with a picture of an animated mouse on it... What?
"Sit back down, and be quiet! One of our exorcists are still recovering from a battle he just had..." She said quietly, looking at the man. I looked and to my astonishment I realized it was not an old man, but a young boy.
I knew him.
I wracked my brain to try and come up with how, but answers evaded, leaving me disheartened. I back down on the bed, pulling the shirt to my knees. It felt as if a sheet had been placed in my mind, keeping me from recalling anything.
"I... I don't know who I am... I can't remember." I said, rubbing my temples. A migraine settled itself happily into my head and the harder I tried to remember the more it throbbed.
"Amnesia. It's a common thing with head injuries, but you seem to be uninjured when I you were found." she stated, sitting next to me on my bed.
"Found?" I asked, looking at her. Her ruby eyes sparkled with mystery.
"Yes, you were found on the outskirts of this organization incoherent and crying. You were also wrapped in a blanket of innocence so we took you in. As soon as you fell asleep it absorbed into your skin..." she said, pursing her lips together in concentration. I bit my picky finger, trying to understand what she meant.
"What's innocence?" I asked
"Innocence is an anti-akuma weapon used by Exorcists chosen by the Innocence to wield them. Each piece of innocence is different and is specifically created for their use." she explained, I nodded, barely following along.
"So... I'm an exorcist?" I asked, she shrugged.
"Maybe, dunno. Never seen that type of behavior before." she stated bluntly. I sighed and watched the sleeping boy, the only non-confusing thing in the room. Scratch that, it was the most confusing thing in the room, but it was confusing to the degree that it kinda numbed my headache.
"Here's some clothes, no one walks by here and that boy isn't going to be waking up anytime soon, so feel free to get dressed here." she said, handing over some black clothing.
"The name's Fo." she said, turning her back to me and returning to the boy's side. I replaced my shirt with a black tank and put on a pair of black pants.
"You guys don't believe in color... Do you?" I asked jokingly.
"More like you were mumbling 'Black... Black...' in your sleep, so we assumed it held some importance." she shot back, I let out a laugh. "I'm going to go exploring. Get the memory juices flowing." I said, she gave me an odd look but let me precede nonetheless.
I walked along, thinking. What was my name? That was an important piece of information, right?
"Alex, nope. Beatrice? Ew... Catherine? Nah." It was went on like that until I hit L.
I was positive my name started with an L.
"Leah, Luis, Lafonda, Loreley, Lin, Lee, Lang. Ugh! I'm running out of names!" I yelled, exasperated. I sunk to the floor in front of a large door.
"Have you tried Lauren?" came a quiet next to me. I replied with a very intelligent "Huh?"
"I heard the names, you forgot Lauren." He said, it was the young exorcist from before. The name struck a chord, I knew we were on the right path.
"It's similar, I know if I heard it I'd know." I said, looking up at him. He stood in front of me, bandaged and bruised, but in working condition, minus an arm of course.
"Um... Laura?"
The sheet covering my memories tore a wee bit, my name tumbling out.
"That's it! You're a genius, that is so my name!" I squealed, I was inches away from hugging him, but his missing arm just called out "Please don't! That'll freakin hurt!". So instead I gave him a kiss on the forehead.
"Thank you!" I sang, skipping back to find Fo.
SHERLEY POV START
"She's so quiet, I was expecting something like Skinn." said a girly voice, it sang through my disturbed state.
My eyes fluttered open two blurry images above me I panicked "W-what ?'" I say in a slurry tone my eyes adjusted and a young short haired girl stood before me.
Her appearance intrigued me dressed in a cute lolita style, a tall man stood in a corner his hair brushed back sleekly and a handsome face. I observed them for a couple minutes, looking off I saw that the time was night as the moon's light drifted in through an open window.
"Aw! Your finally coherent!" she squealed, she lunged, only to blocked by the man.
"That isn't a good idea Rhode." He said gruffly, glancing at me from the side, My eyes trailed his movement "..."
The girl pouted taking to my side instead the proximity made me uneasy. I smiled hesitantly at her, not trusting myself to speak, "The Noah of Remorse ...you're very quiet you know that.'' she said. I sigh, remembering the pain of not being able to save all those people ...
"I'm sorry...-" I began to say until I noticed my skin color no longer my tan complexion, but an ashen grey of sorts. Blinking I got up and stare at my exposed arms.
"Doesn't matter! Welcome to our family~" she sang, well she was a package of giggles and happiness wasn't she? I had no idea what to say to her and looked at the man, He looked at me " She may look harmless but she's not."