Hokay! My first chapter of my first fanfic! What do you think Lyserg?

LD: Terrible. I didn't cry like that after my parents death

I wanted to make it more drama

LD(sweatdrop): WHATEVER!

Jeanne: Hey! You didn't explain all the japanese word meanings! Your gonna confusethe readers!

ARGH! Who cares! They should know anyway! I explained the difficult ones so they should understand!

LD: Lazy pig!

WAH! LYSERG! HOW CAN YOU BE SO CRUEL!

Jeanne: Start the story already.

(FANFARE)

"Otosama… Okasama… Doko? Osiete" (Father… mother… where are you? Tell me.)(AN: I'm not very good at spelling Japanese words. Do forgive me.) Tears streamed down Lyserg's pale cheeks. Who could have done such a thing? Killing them, burning them to nothing but ashes! Who was that? The one with those cold black eyes. Who could have been so cruel? "Now, I have to where to go. No where to stay," Lyserg thought as he walked on aimlessly. What else could he had done at a time like that?

He could remember it clearly. He was so happy.

YAY! A flashback!

Lyserg ran from the big ben tower back to his home holding Morphine's cage in one hand and tightly gripping the crystal pendulum in the other. He grinned from ear to ear as he imagined how proud his father would be.

He stood in front of the front door (AN: Sounds a bit weird). He shook with excitement. He touched the door knob but he quickly withdrew his hand as the door knob was so hot. "Ouch!" Lyserg yelled and shook his hand, "Why's the knob so hot? What did Oka do to it?"

End of this lame flashback…

It was about one hour later after wandering around London. Lyserg stood before a huge church. The walls were made of worn out red brick with moss growing in between them. The entrance door was gigantic. The door was the only thing that looked new. Everything else looked so worn out, the sculptures of angels, the pillars and the stained glass windows too. Lyserg wiped of his tears using his arm which made his long sleeved shirt a bit wet. Lyserg could hear the church choir singing. The voices were so soothing. Lyserg's heart felt lighter and he smiled a bit. Morphine, glad that her shaman friend and master didn't feel so sad anymore, danced around in the air. Lyserg giggled and Morphine clasped her hands together in delight.

The church choir stopped singing. Lyserg sighed. He liked Christian songs. They calm his soul. "I like the church. How about you Morphine?" Lyserg asked his companion with his eyes still locked on the church door, "Morphine? Nandio?" He turned to the little pink sprit. She flew around in circles. "Morphine? Dosta? Daijobu? Morphine! " Lyserg yelled in panic. What was wrong with Morphine? Morphine suddenly flew around the church and Lyserg ran after her. "Morphine! Morphine! Joto! Yamete! Onegai! Morphine!" Lyserg continuously called out still chasing after Morphine. It was half way around the church that Morphine stop flying. "Morphine! Dosta? What's gotten into you? Daijobu?" Lyserg said stopping at every few words to draw in breath. Morphine pointed at the church wall.

"Morphine… that's just the church wall. Baka." Lyserg teased. Morphine's face looked serious. There was something about this wall. The shook her head and pushed the wall using her tiny hands. Nothing happened of course. "Morphine? Are you sick?" Lyserg asked, concerned about his little sprit friend. She was never like this before. Morphine shook her head again and pointed at the wall. "You want me to push it? Fine!" Lyserg sighed and pushed the wall. Even though it was a light push, a part of the wall sunk it. "Nani!" Lyserg exclaimed. He continued pushing the wall until there was a small opening. He squeezed through the opening and then he found himself in the church. But it wasn't the church hall. It was a small and dark room with dim candles at ever corner of the room. There were a few paintings on the wall. He recognised the one on the wall on the right. "The last supper," he thought, "Oto told me the story of the last supper when I was five." Tears welled up in his eyes and his vision became blurry. "Why must Oto and Oka die? What did they do to deserve death?" he asked Morphine. Morphine frowned. (WRITER'S BLOCK! WRITER'S BLOCK!) "Morphine, did you hear that? Someone's crying." Lyserg stopped crying and said, "It's coming from…" Lyserg walked around the room and placed his ears against the walls. "Here," Lyserg pointed at a door. He touched the door knob. It was warm. This meant that someone just entered the room recently. He turned the knob slowly and the door creaked opened. The room was smaller than the one he recently visited. It was darker than the previous room as there was only one candle in the middle of the room. The candle looked like it was floating in mid air. The wailing stopped. Lyserg squinted his eyes and groped around in the dark and walked towards the candle. "Omai dareda?" (Who are you?) he heard a soft voice ask. The candle seemed to be floating nearer and to him. When the candle was near enough to him, he saw a pale girl with long silver hair and ruby red eyes which were red and puffy (Hmm… imagine that). She wore a white bonnet and a white dress. Her face was expressionless. She held the candle with her thumb and her index finger. The hot candle wax didn't seem to bother her. "I-I'm Lyserg" he stuttered because of the shock. The little girl nodded and smiled. "You seem like a good person," she said and smiled. The smile calmed Lyserg down and he returned the smile. The pale girl sat down and Lyserg mimicked her actions. They remained silent for a while. The little girl looked down onto the ground and Lyserg could tell she was upset. "Ano… Don't mind me asking but…" Lyserg hesitated, "Why were you crying?" The girl looked at him expressionless. "That's because… I'm all alone.." she simply replied .