Hello dudes I'm worldisminein21days but you can call me World or Lux if you like
This is the first story I'm bringing to fanfiction ever so please tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: I obviously dont own anything that you may recognize from the real world.
please enjoy!
Chapter 1 -Encounter
-6 years later
"Lissa, we got a another order of pizza that needs to go out!" the owner of REGI'S DAMB GOOD PIZZA called out to Lissa from the kitchen as Lissa came in the front, doorbell jingling as the door closed. She wiped the sweat from her brow, with a gloved hand that only revealed her fingers, taking her shiny black side bangs from her face; it was a hot summer day in New York City, and Lissa was starting to run out of gas from delivering pizza everywhere. She took off her grey sweat jacket, tossing her long loose black-blue hair as she did so, leaving her only with a black tank top and grey sweat pants. "No problem boss!" she grabbed the two pizza boxes from the counter, "where's this one going?" she leaned over the counter, her slender yet muscular biceps flexing, to look into the kitchen were Regi was busy preparing more pizza. Not looking up from the dough he was kneading, "go to the Millenium Hilton Hotel, down Futton Street. The guy who made the order will meet you in the lobby to get the pizza." He looked up at Lissa now and said, " this is the last delivery I'm giving you for the day, so make sure you run back so I can give you your check so I can go home." The big guy said with a grin. Lissa smiled back and said " thanks Regi, Ill be back in a few" She pushed off the counter with the pizza in its bag and ran out the door.
As she ran she slung the bag over her shoulder so that the strap was on her right shoulder as the bag stayed at her left hip. As she ran down the sidewalk, pushing past pedestrians, she started to think back to how she wound up here in this bustling city. A lot had happened since Konoka had left the academy.
Setsuna had been forced to leave Mahora because according to the headmaster, Konoka leaving was her fault and she should have prevented it, saying, "you are fortunate that I see you as family Setsuna-kun or the punishment for this would have been death". Setsuna sighed still running. It had taken her forever to even come close to getting over what happened and even now the memory scorched her mind. For months, she asked herself "why couldn't she talk to me?" and 'were are you Konoka?' but she never could answer any of these questions. For a while she just went around Japan doing what ever she could to get food and shelter were ever she went. About a half year later, however, she finely just snapped in the middle of a McDonalds when she saw someone who had the same hair as Konoka. She burst out yelling like a maniac, crashed through a window and ran. She ran for days, not sure what to do with herself, all she knew was that if she stopped running the thoughts of Konoka would come again so she kept going,, and when her legs began to give out on her she spread her wings out and flew. Over oceans and mountains she went, through Asia and Europe, and over the Atlantic; it seemed like she would never stop.
Until her body began to shut down from the lack of food and strain from days of constant movement. She began to fall from the sky, her wings now useless, almost dead limbs, flapping around in a tattered mess as she plummeted downward to the now growing view of the city lights below- then nothing.
She awoke days later to find herself in the home of a magician, in Miami Fl..
America.
How she got there was beyond her and she really wasn't in the mood to find out. She needed to get back to Japan, maybe even find Konoka if she could, but the magician stopped her. Setsuna had always been pretty decent when it came to speaking in English, so communication wasn't a problem. The Mages name was Tifani Largaespada, and she claimed to know every thing that had happened to Setsuna, in the past few months. Setsuna thought she was crazy, but the more Tifani explained the situation the less crazy the idea became. Apparently, this girl mage had made probationary contract with one of her friends and her artifact (which looked like a half moon attached to a chain) gave her the ability read the heart and mind of whomever it touched. The mage felt really bad for what happened to Setsuna and offered to let her stay with her back in New York while she got her life back on track. The broken warrior wasn't sure what she should do, but the more she thought about it the more she realized she really didn't have anything to go back to. Konoka left her behind, she got kicked out of Mahora, the Shinmeryu wouldn't take her back, she didn't even know where her precious sword, Yunnagi, was. So she left for the big Apple a few days later, leaving her old life behind along with her name. Tifani was the one who came up with the idea, She said "might as well if your gonna be living here in America for the rest of your life, and…" she went on to say "this gives you a chance to start over and be a new person, to forget before and live for the future…" So Setsuna's new name became 'Lissa Largaespada', also Tifani's idea.
And so, Setsuna started her new life in America, and little by little she (kinda) got over the whole Konoka thing and became the pizza guy for one of the best pizza joints in New York City. Hell, for her standards, she had it pretty good. Her English even got so good; you could barely hear her Asian accent anymore.
So here she was, your classic illegal immigrant, starting her life over in America. The hanyo smiled to herself as her long legs sprinted across the side walk, she had grown a whole foot taller since she started living here, something she always wanted living back in Japan. 'I wonder if Konoka got any taller' the hanyo quickly put the thought aside. She was Lissa now, and Lissa does not know or care about Konoka.
She looked up and saw the hotel coming into view, so she slowed to a jog, not even close to being out of breath. When she reached the entrance she slowed to a walk, and went in through a revolving door. The Hotel was pretty nice, with marble flooring, the Chandelier on a high ceiling and two golden elevators to take you to the upper floors; it was pretty nice. She scanned the area for the guy who had made the order, and immediately spotted, to her cursed luck, a little girl who looked like a young Konoka, walking toward her. She was looking straight at her with chocolate swirling eyes, a slight grin on her face and a ponytail swaying as she speed walked towards her. Setsuna's jaw slowly began to drop the closer she came; this girl didn't just have a resemblance to Konoka, she was exactly the same as she remembered Konoka when they were little, maybe a little older. "umm…excuse me" the child said now standing only three feet away. She was about 4 ft, and wore a pink light jacket with jean shorts. Still a little shocked by the crazy resemblance the troubled crow, stuttered, "a-are you the one who ordered the pi-pizza?" she blushed when the girl smiled so hard her eyes squeezed shut, just like Konoka did. "Yeah, that's me" the little girl shoved her hand into her jacket pocket, her tongue sticking out as she rummaged through it. 'this is to much' Setsuna thought as she stared at the child in something like awe, 'there is no way someone could look so much like…'
The girl grinned when she found what she was looking for. She pulled out a twenty-dollar bill and handed it to the hanyo, who was lost in thought still staring at her. When Setsuna didn't make a move to take the bill, the girl took a good look at her face for the first time since she had approached the pizza girl. "hey… umm…miss?"
Setsuna snapped out of her thoughts then and said "oh! I'm sorry" she reached out and grabbed the bill from the small girls hand. Setsuna proceeded to pulling the pizza's out of the bag, and looked at the receipt that was taped to the top box. Balancing the boxes on one arm she reached into her right pants pocket to give the girl her change. When she finally pulled the correct amount of change out she put it on the boxes and leaned down to give the girl the pizza, but it seemed like it was the girls turn to stare at Setsuna lost in thought, her mouth hung open slightly. When she finally came back down to earth, the girl shook her head and grabbed the pizza from Setsuna. Holding the pizza against her stomach so the change wouldn't fall off, she stared down at the boxes, and said, "umm…Miss?" the girl said and Setsuna, hesitantly, replied "…yes?" the girl took a deep breath and looked up suddenly with a determined look in her eyes, "is your name by any chance Secchan?"
Setsuna's eyes went wide as she took a step back, 'who the hell is this girl?' the crows thoughts going a hundred miles an hour 'only Konoka called me that…how can she know that nickname?' she choked out an answer "n-no" the girl sighed in disappointment, believing the obvious lie Setsuna told her. "oh" the girl pouted gripping the boxes in her hands tighter then said "Sorry… " the girl walked away from Setsuna and through the revolving doors, out of the hotel. Setsuna stood there for a moment not really sure how to explain why that girl new her old nickname, why she looked so much like the girl she had been trying to forget for the past six years.
She decided not to think about it. "I'm Lissa now." She said under her breath, gripping the bag with her left hand, looking at the ground. "just forget about it" she lifted her head and took swift strides to the revolving doors, and began to run back to Regi's to get her check.
hey guys! so what did you think? did it suck? please tell me because if you dont I wont continue.
oh and if your wondering about the American name I gave to Setsuna, that kind of just came off of a whim and i thought it worked so...yeah.