Silhouettes
Chapter 1-The Sister
Authors Notes: I've been very hesitant with this story, so I released "The Catch". This is the one I wanted to put out though, but I'm not sure of the reaction(main character wise). So I guess I'll let you all decide which I continue...Also, I apologize for being orchestra illiterate, and the seating order is probably mixed up. And for both story promos being rather short.
Her heartbeat was frantic, gazing out. It was like her mind was frozen though, as she raised her fingers to pluck the strings. Her eyes threatened to raise once she became comfortable, but she left them locked on the harp. The brass section picked up, joining the strings.
The haunting melody trickled through the theater. Her eye's finally daring to glance up, she glanced down the aisle at her sister. Michiru smiled beautifully, as she moved the bow to her violin. She always was the performer. The female orchestra bowed their heads as the curtains closed though, the selection over rather quickly.
That was there job though. To be heard and often not seen. The opera, and the actors took first priority. Ami Mizuno smoothed her skirt down, nodding at the other instrumentalists. She waited patiently for the stagehands to ready the set.
Confident it was time, her fingers elongated, plucking once more. The opening song. The true show time. The lead actresses voice echoed out to the audience, clear and crisp. The song crept through, encircling the large crowd who had gathered for tonights show.
He watched from beside his party, the side balcony still kept a perfect view of the orchestra, although they were invisible to the ground seating. The light reflected off of her blue hair, easily making her the brightest performer. He frowned though, glancing to the only other blue haired one.
Hers was more teal though, and she seemed older, and more refined. The blue haired one though, she was captivating. He felt himself growing drowsy, near hypnotized at the sight of her. All he wanted to ask her was her name. He furrowed his brow, glancing to his companions.
He and Duo sat on either side of Relena as she watched the show. The others were guarding the staircase, and doorway respectively. The red wine in his glass sat abandoned though, as he didn't care for drinking. He bit his lip as the curtain closed entirely for another set change. It was all rather monotonous and expected.
The piercing scream that followed the closing curtains though, was the only thing he didn't expect. His eyes shot to Duo, the pair nodding at each other as they drew their guns, ducking Relena down and out of sight.
