Yep, I'm making another story without editing my old one, sorry, But I really have idea that if it's not written down, I forget and them my stories are screwed, and I've been busy with finals, another website to write on. Yeah. Busy.

THE MUSIC BOX

Shadow walked along the halls of the space colony ARK, with his arms crossed, and busy in his thoughts, it's been a year sense his memories came back, and everything had been (relatively) peaceful, after he had been with G.U.N he made a deal, that he would be in charge of the ark, end of story, they all agreed, luckily , shadow sighed as he walked along the halls he traversed most, without noticing it, he walked into a room with black letters written on it:

MARIA

Shadow sat on the bed, then he was jolted out of his thoughts he jumped up

"Wait, where I am?" he looked around in brief panic, "….Maria…" he walked around the room, the ark dusted itself, but it does not touch anything, nothing was touched, well, a blue and black colored box looked moved, shadow knew this because he went here very often to be in Maria's presence, it seemed where he actually thought he could feel her, he walked over to the box and picked it up gently, it was half black and half blue, with a red line going vertically though the center splitting it in half, it wasn't wood, but metal that was consent with the hardness and feel of wood, grandfather Gerald's invention, he was always making stuff like this, he opened the box, and music flowed out, a simple melody, sounding metallic, yet very good, it was Maria's melody, the song she sang while she worked, on a small turntable made in actual wood was a small figurine, it was himself, dancing with Maria in a full length dress, suddenly shadow found moisture on his legs, he was Crying! The memories surged though him, his earliest memories and those about this music box.

"grandfather, will shadow ever be, woken up?"

"maybe, your my good luck charm so maybe hell activate today"

….. what? Who? Is speaking? That voice… it's not the doctor….or any of the other workers I've heard before…. Its…. Different…. I… like….. that…. Voice….

"sir! Sir! The biometric levels are reaching critical! The project may revert! Or self-destruct!" the sound oa alarms

"shut it down! Stop it!"

"no! grandfather! That would kill him!"

That…. Voice… I don't want her to be hurt! LET. ME. OUT!

An explosion, then I opened my eyes for the first time

Blond…hair…blue… eyes…. Then snapping sounds… then I fall… the girl… isn't that hat there called? Catches me… my head falls onto her shoulder….

"its okay, its okay, are you alright?" I move my head slowly to look at her, she had a long, cut gash on her check, the glass! I must of hurt her

A dead feeling wells up in my stomach.

I move my hand up… still feeling weak, and I draw my finger across the cut. A green glow envelops my finger and when I take it off… the scar is gone…

"thank you… shadow"

Shadow? If that is the name she chose?

Very well. I am shadow

With my new name I fade into the blackness I was so familiar too

But it seemed a little lighter sense last time.