I was lazy to do any editing to the first part All I did was delete, delete and delete.
I actually figured out why I hadn't been updating!
If you guessed, YES, it was because I was starting to dislike the storyline.
(SECOND REASON : I WAS OCCUPIED BY GAMES :D)
And,
TA-DA!
Here's the new one :)
I'm SO sorry (and you guys don't know just how sorry I am) that I hadn't even touch the story!
Well, here's a present for everyone.
Everything will be changed, so don't you go
"Oh, she's just going to copy and paste everything from the old story into this one."
Or
"She's turning this into two parts because she wants us to expect something, get our hopes high, then let us down"
Cause' if you think that, you are DEAD wrong.
Anyway, yea, you don't want to hear me babble do you?
Har Har.
e.e
On with the story~
PLEASE TAKE NOTE :
1 - Rai and Yan are still in the story.
2 - I won't be giving an appearance to Mari/Sieghart in the story cause' I barely know anything about them. (I'm rejoining GC after half a year away from it ^^; I barely know ANYTHING)
OK FOR THE NAMES!
Elesis : Elliera
Lire : Lena
Amy : Anne
Ronan : Roan
Ryan : Shawn
Jin : Joseph
Lass : Sean
The Grand Chasers 2 - Reborned
Chapter One : The Dreams That Tells A Story
I stood there in the silence of the darkness.
I couldn't see anything around me.
My feet were nailed to the spot I was standing, and my body was paralyzed.
"Lena?"
I called out for a friend. No reply.
"Anne?"
Another friend's name escaped my lips in a whisper. Again, no reply.
"Mimi?"
Yet another friend, but still, no reply.
All I could hear was my own voice,
Echoing back into my ears,
And gave me the shivers.
Suddenly the darkness around me dissolved, and when I looked around, it seemed I was surrounded by the walls of an old wooden house. Spider webs and think layer of dusts covered from top to bottom of the small room.
I didn't dare move out of the room. It was the only room that had light. And even that, the light was from a candle, and it was weak. I was just praying there wouldn't be a gush of wind to come and blow it out.
Just awhile ago I had been starring into the dark hallway, wondering or not if I should walk through it, and look for an exit from the house, instead of just standing here and helplessly wait for help to come.
Who knows, it doesn't have to be help that comes. I mean, it might not have to be a person to come.
You get me, right?
Well, at that moment, it hadn't cross my mind -how dumb I was to not have thought of this -to bring the candle with me and travel the hallway.
I walked around the room, studying it, exploring, tracing my fingers over the wall as I walked around the small room -god knows why I was studying it.
Just then, my finger traced pass a picture hung to the wall which I hadn't noticed earlier.
Instead of using my hand to dust away the think layer of dust -which was preventing me from seeing the picture -my eyes narrowed as I focused and tried to look past the dust.
It wasn't a try in vain.
I had seen a slight shade of purple color.
My hand made its way towards the picture as my eyes kept narrowing to focus on it. Just inches from the picture, a pale hand had grabbed my wrist. My eyes shot towards the direction of the hand, to observe the owner.
It was a girl, who's body was pale, and hell, I mean PALE pale, as if she'd died a long time ago and her body never got to rot.
She had purple hair -it was long. Longer than her body length. It trailed behind her, into the darkness.
Her bangs were covering her eyes, but when she tilted her head upwards, her eyes met mine.
They were empty.
Empty.
Lifeless.
And then she mouthed something.
She could have spoken, but my mind wasn't working anymore, and might have assumed she just mouthed it.
Then, a tear of blood rolled down her cheeks.
She spoke again, and I couldn't understood a thing.
But as she did,
My eyes had widen,
My breathing caught speed,
And my heart beat accelerating,
As if I'd had heard her.
The 'I' in my dream had heard her.
I was sure of that.
~A-Ya-No! A-Ya-No! Yay!~
I sat up straight in my bed, and I was breathing heavily. My heart was hammering inside my chest and it felt as if it could have exploded.
'Just a dream, just a dream. Calm down, calm down.'I kept repeating those words in my head, reassuring myself. Then, my mom called out to me.
"Ellie! Your friends are here!" She repeated my name a few more times, trying to wake me up just by her voice. As I heard my name ringing again and again, I heard footsteps ascending from the stairs. Right before the door opened, I called back.
"I'm awake, mom. I'm awake." I hadn't given effort to make it sound loud, since she was already at the door. When she looked at me, her face made a weird look.
"What is it, mom? You look like you've just seen a ghost."
"Actually, dear, it seems that you are the one who looks like you've just seen a ghost." she leaned against the wall, and asked "Are you okay, Ellie? If you're not feeling well, I don't think you should be going out with your friends today..."
"I'm fine, mom. I just had..." I paused, and had a talk with myself in my head. 'I can't say I had a nightmare! That would sound too childish!'"Had...?" my waiting mom asked, now holding on to a questioning expression.
"Nothing." I shrugged. Then I yawned and stretched my hands above my head, as mom walked towards me with a hairbrush in her hand that she took from my dressing table. She stood in front me, slightly bending over to brush my cherry-red hair and untangle it.
"Get ready, dear. Your friends are waiting for you downstairs." she had just been done with my hair as she said this.
"Eh...? Didn't you invite them in?" Mom laughed when she heard this.
"Of course they did. Apparently, they had been expecting you to still be asleep, and for me to invite them in. They're having breakfast right now, they said they hadn't ate. Oh, and they think I don't know" My jaws dropped, then I shook my head in disbelief as mom continued giving small laughs.
"Well, I'd never-! Don't worry, mom, I'll 'talk' to them about this... 'peacefully'" I game a mocking smile as I said the last word, which made mom laugh louder.
"It's alright, dear. I like them. I'm really happy you don't hang out with some naughty kids." she was walking back to the door.
"Mom!" I groaned. "What do you mean by that?" Not that I hadn't known the answer anyway.
"I was just joking" she giggled. "But that... that Sean guy. What's his story? You never tell me. He seems a bit... out of the group, don't you think? I mean-"
"Out of characteristics to be in my group. Right?" I cut her, already getting her point. She nods.
"Yeah."
"Well, mom, actually I don't really know his story either. Except that he is an orphan, but all the other kids from that orphanage seems happy." My mom silently stared into space, probably thinking about something that has to do with Sean.
"Anyway...!" Mom shrugs off the topic, not wanting to bother her head with it anymore. "So how's the progress between you and him?" She smiled teasingly, and I had to blush. I knew who she meant.
"Mom! Just friends. Okay...?" She pouted, but it didn't really seem that cute with a forty-year-old face. Ha, I know. How mean of me to say that to my own mother. Well, it's the truth isn't it?
"Okay, sweety, alright. I'll just wish you luck" she winked. "Hurry up and get dressed. You must have breakfast before you go out." and then the door was shut. I had a few moments of silence to myself. Then, out of the blue, I laughed.
But remembering that dream from earlier,
well, let's just say that instantly stopped my laughter without fail.
Hope you liked that. Review! :D