Disclaimer: Ouran is not epicaricacy's.
Warning: Chapters will be VERY short.
Paradise Lost
a pseudo- fairy tale by epicarciacy
Prologue – Once Upon A Midnight Dreary
Four Years Ago
'To Whom It May Concern –'
His hand was shaking from the tension. They would be here any minute now. They would be here and take everything that he had.
Including his last son.
Two of them had already been taken, and he couldn't let them take Kyouya. No, he couldn't. Kyouya needed to be safe. Taking in a deep breath, Yoshio started writing again.
'I do not have much time. They are coming. They aren't a myth, or some sort of joke. I'm not lying!' Screw the formality, he needed to ask help.
'Please come right away and do the necessary…annihilation.' He heard footsteps; they were faint, yes, but they were still there. He didn't have much time, indeed.
'I hope the secret is still safe with the three remaining fam—'
A voice made Yoshio drop his pen.
"Hello, Mr. Ootori." The voice was hoarse, as if it was never used in a long time. "How wonderful it is to see you again…"
Yoshio was frozen in his seat.
"Why? You weren't expecting me?" The voice chuckled, a low rumble that shook the room, sending pieces of paper and other knickknacks flying all over the place.
"D-Don't take K-Kyouya…" Yoshio managed to say.
"We aren't interested in your spawn, Ootori." The visitor said, obviously bored with all the delay. "We just want the secret."
"What secret?" Yoshio feigned innocence. He turned and faced the visitor.
The visitor sighed, his clear hair covering his eyes as he walked towards to shaking man. "You know very well what I'm talking about."
This was it. Yoshio was doomed. The pact would be broken, the covenant crushed. He could not let that happen! He had to protect the secret, even if it would cost his life. Kyouya never really needed him, anyway.
He laughed dryly,"I'm not going to tell you what it is."