Chapter One: Old Friend
Prison is full of sorrow. Looking around, men and women watched as the young adult was thrown to this cell. "No one will ever save you!" Said the officer as he slammed the door.
The man weakly gets up, covered in dirt and bruises. Four consecutive days... He sighed as he slumps to the corner, holding his knees. He looks at the small light from the window. So fair and happy. While I live in this cold and damp world throughout my life until the day I die...
Clive, the mastermind of the destruction of London, already has a change of heart, though the residence of London couldn't accept him again.
Throughout the years, he isolated himself to the world and to his own flesh and blood.
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"Wake up!" Boomed a voice as the door slammed open. "Four years... that's not even much..."
Clive got up from his seat and walks to the officer. He grabs his wrists and both men start walking. "Don't do any funny business." He said. "Yes sir..." He replied boringly.
By the office, they see the warden. He eyes the melancholy man. "What's wrong with you?" He asked, "I was expecting you to smile."
"Why would you say that sir...?" He asked, "You don't want me to smile whenever you see my ugly face..."
"True, but sad to say... Someone's saving your pretty little life." He scoffed, "Someone's crazy to let you out."
"Who is that person...?" He asked.
"You'll see her soon."
Her...?
Outside, he sees a chauffeur. "Good day to you Young Master." He replied, tipping his hat to him.
"Good day to you sir..." He retorted coldly.
The officer escorts Clive to the car and slams him to the side. "If I ever see you roaming the streets without that girl in tow, you are in danger. UNDERSTAND?"
No response.
He slams his head to the car hard. "DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" He hollered.
"Sir may I remind you that if you dare harm the young master without the lady's presence, you will be charged of harassing this man." Said the chauffeur.
He lets go and then he backs away. "I'm watching you..." He hissed. With that he left.
Clive turns and watches the officer walk away. Then he looks at the chauffeur, making his way to open the door for him. "Don't worry young master," He said, "My lady will protect you no matter what."
Protect me...?
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Arriving at the mansion, the chauffeur opened the door and Clive stepped out. "Welcome to the lady's humble abode." He said.
The house is not like any of the rich people. This home just reminds him of the place where his parents died.
"Are you sure it's the right one?" Clive asked, "It seems rather..."
"Awkward...? Yeah, people who visited young lady's residence commented about it. It's alright."
No other comment.
"Well then. Just step inside and the maid will escort you to your room."
Clive walks to the door and knocks.
The door opens and a woman in a formal maid uniform looks at him. "It's nice to see you again young master." She said, "My... you've grown so much since I last seen you."
Since you last seen me...?
"Now when was the last time I've seen you... Two years... Eleven years... No, no, no, that's not it. Come on Katrina, you have to know." She lightly smacks her head for every answer she get wrong.
"You don't have to..."
"Aha! It's been fifteen years! That's it."
"That's really nice..." He said nervously.
"Don't be shy young master." She answered as she grabs his hand and drags him in, "Now let me take you to your room."
He never showed no signs of struggling as she continues to drag him.
"Here we are." She chirped. "Hope you visit her room soon. She's just next door." With that, she leaves him be resuming to her schedule.
He opened the door and went in. His room is like a simple bedroom. He starts looking around, feeling uncomfortable about this person helping him. Do I even know her...? He wondered.
After thinking for a while, he decides to pay her a visit.
He walked out and looked at the door to his left. He approaches the door and knocks lightly.
"Come in." Said the voice.
He opens the door and he sees the woman across from him, her back turned, looking at the window. He walks in and closes the door.
He approaches her leisurely. "Why did you help me...?" He asked, "People will call you crazy in letting me free. The media will spread and they would flock to your home!"
"It's fine." She replied calmly.
"Fine?"
"Yes."
"People will hate you! Haven't you heard what I did?"
"Yes."
"But why help me?"
"I wanted to return the favor."
"Favor? What favor...?"
"You're smart enough Klaus. Think about it."
No one ever called him that before unless...
He was speechless.
"It's been years that you've heard that name. Correct?"
He was too shocked to answer the woman.
"I've despised your real name. Clive... it just... doesn't fit you."
"Really..." He said softly.
"Yes. Then I started to call you Klaus because..."
"You adored the name Klaus."
"You're knack in solving problems hasn't deteriorate."
"Umm... thank you... I guess..."
"Tell me... Do you still remember that girl you've meet fifteen years ago?"
"Not that I know of..."
"The girl you saved before she was about to get hit by a car?"
He starts to think deeper.
A flashback then comes to his thoughts.
The sound of the horn was loud as it passed by.
A boy was on his knees, panting whereas the girl was on the concrete, shocked.
He then gets up and reaches his hand out. "You should have looked both ways before crossing the street." He said, "Are you alright?"
The girl looked at the boy and blushed a little. "Y-y-y-yes..." She stammered, "T-t-thank... y-y-you..." She grabbed his hand and he pulls her up.
Both looked at one another until he turned away. "My parents are going to worry if I don't come back." He answered before the girl could answer.
"Wait!"
He stopped and turned his head.
"Can you at least tell me your name?"
"My name is Clive."
"Oh..."
He resumed walking until she starts running and wraps her arms around him.
He was startled at first then he turned his head and sees the girl.
"Now what..?"
"Mind if I call you Klaus?"
"Why Klaus?"
"I love the name Klaus."
He just shrugged.
She smiled and cuddles him.
He felt a little abashed.
"W-well... since you asked my name, could you tell me yours?"
"Alright." She answered.
My name is...
The flashback stops right there.
"Nina... Nina Serenity." He answered.
"You don't have to say my surname you know." She giggled.
"So you're the girl..."
"That's right. No need to repeat it again silly." She laughed.