Prologue
"You will leave for a year at the very least."
A year? What about the shop? What about WeiB What'll they do without me while
I'm gone?
"You are not allowed to tell anyone of this departure, even after I have told them
to disband."
Disband? Will you give me their locations? Will you keep tabs on them? Will I be
able to find them when this is over?
"You must keep this a secret."
How can I keep this a secret? I'm being torn from everything that I've been living
for, everything I've discovered in this time that I've been in Wei?. What will I do when I
come back? Will there still be one of us here, waiting? They will hate me, of course.
That is the whole point; when the hate me, they'll stay away from me. But when I come back
and explain it all, will they think I am lying, or will they believe me? Will the still
hate me because of the truth?
"You have until 00:00 tonight to get ready."
I wouldn't be able to do anything in that short time! Whatever I did, I can't do
anything for anyone in that time! I can't help Omi on his homework, after all the times
I've told him that I was busy, I can't help Ken teach soccer to the youngsters that play
with him in the park after I've refused his offer so many times, and most of all, I can't
tell Youji anything, can't tell him I love him...there is no time. Maybe that's the way
that they wanted it to be. If I start saying goodbyes, then I won't be able to leave, and
that will mess up everything.
"You understand this mission, and its objectives?"
No! I don't understand at all! Why am I supposed to do this? Is this mission
worth giving up everything that is in my life now that is good? Is this mission worth
giving Omi, giving up Ken, giving up Youji...giving up life that I know now, the good,
comfortable life that I've learned to live after I died those years ago? Why do I have to
give up everything I have?
"Yes. I understand."
"Do you agree to this mission?"
No! I don't agree at all! I'll be giving up everything for a year, and people
will hate me now, and that is not some pushover in this precariously emotional life that I
lead. I'll be losing everything to one solitary mission, and I can't do a thing about it?
But they will kill me if I refuse, and I can't let that happen...if others refuse after me,
they will be killed too. I have to accept the mission for their sake, but is it really
worth it? Do I have to give up this flicker of flame in my life for something that's
totally unknown and foreign to m? Do I have to forsake everything for the sake of the
better good? This is not what I wanted to agree to when I joined the ranks of the
Underworld!
"Yes. I accept this mission."
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Author's note:
Hmm, got this idea when I first woke up this morning. Strange how the best ideas
seem to come to you when you first wake up in the morning sometimes...I think I have a plot
for this story, but I'm not sure how I should spin it out for others to hear...ah, well,
it'll come to me when I'm writing, I guess. Pressure seems to be the best motivator for me.
Andrea Weiling
"You will leave for a year at the very least."
A year? What about the shop? What about WeiB What'll they do without me while
I'm gone?
"You are not allowed to tell anyone of this departure, even after I have told them
to disband."
Disband? Will you give me their locations? Will you keep tabs on them? Will I be
able to find them when this is over?
"You must keep this a secret."
How can I keep this a secret? I'm being torn from everything that I've been living
for, everything I've discovered in this time that I've been in Wei?. What will I do when I
come back? Will there still be one of us here, waiting? They will hate me, of course.
That is the whole point; when the hate me, they'll stay away from me. But when I come back
and explain it all, will they think I am lying, or will they believe me? Will the still
hate me because of the truth?
"You have until 00:00 tonight to get ready."
I wouldn't be able to do anything in that short time! Whatever I did, I can't do
anything for anyone in that time! I can't help Omi on his homework, after all the times
I've told him that I was busy, I can't help Ken teach soccer to the youngsters that play
with him in the park after I've refused his offer so many times, and most of all, I can't
tell Youji anything, can't tell him I love him...there is no time. Maybe that's the way
that they wanted it to be. If I start saying goodbyes, then I won't be able to leave, and
that will mess up everything.
"You understand this mission, and its objectives?"
No! I don't understand at all! Why am I supposed to do this? Is this mission
worth giving up everything that is in my life now that is good? Is this mission worth
giving Omi, giving up Ken, giving up Youji...giving up life that I know now, the good,
comfortable life that I've learned to live after I died those years ago? Why do I have to
give up everything I have?
"Yes. I understand."
"Do you agree to this mission?"
No! I don't agree at all! I'll be giving up everything for a year, and people
will hate me now, and that is not some pushover in this precariously emotional life that I
lead. I'll be losing everything to one solitary mission, and I can't do a thing about it?
But they will kill me if I refuse, and I can't let that happen...if others refuse after me,
they will be killed too. I have to accept the mission for their sake, but is it really
worth it? Do I have to give up this flicker of flame in my life for something that's
totally unknown and foreign to m? Do I have to forsake everything for the sake of the
better good? This is not what I wanted to agree to when I joined the ranks of the
Underworld!
"Yes. I accept this mission."
/ \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \ / \
Author's note:
Hmm, got this idea when I first woke up this morning. Strange how the best ideas
seem to come to you when you first wake up in the morning sometimes...I think I have a plot
for this story, but I'm not sure how I should spin it out for others to hear...ah, well,
it'll come to me when I'm writing, I guess. Pressure seems to be the best motivator for me.
Andrea Weiling