This is my first MKR story, and it is currently unbeta'd. I'm hoping to create a little more serious/mature storyline, but I don't expect this to be a very long tale.

It's going to be a short prologue, but I hope to make the other chapters much longer.

I would love to hear any feedback if anybody is still reading in the MKR section. The idea came to me (as most ideas tend to do) at an ungodly hour of the night. I couldn't sleep until I wrote it out. Maybe somebody out there will enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Disclaimer: I do not hold any rights to Magic Knight Rayearth and its characters. Copyrights and Trademarks relating to the series belong to CLAMP and its affiliates. Only original content expressed in this story belongs to me, SnowChildMemoires.


A cold breeze swept through the busy streets of Tokyo, the bustling sea of people clutching their coats to preserve warmth. The evening traffic had just begun, as everyone rushed home-wanting to escape the winter chill. Among the crowd, one Ryuuzaki Umi desperately pulled her coat collar closer to her face to guard against another chilling breeze. She pushed her way through the crowds attempting to avoid bumping into anyone. Her footsteps were quick and sure as she tried to make it to the station in time to catch the train ride home.

Fencing practice had ended a little earlier than usual due to the forecast of a heavy blizzard preparing to hit the city. Being on the school council, she took part in the overall decision to halt all after school activities once news of the storm confirmed the level of severity. The winter season was off to a bad start and the dismal weather reflected on the people of Tokyo, especially the student body. Umi was now in her final year of grade school and entrance exams for college kept her extremely busy. Between that and cram school, her time with friends and family were drastically replaced with hours of studying. The walk home was usually a pleasant time for her to relax and think of her friends, Fuu and Hikaru.

Arriving at the train station, Umi pushed her way to the front of the platform—her tall, elegant frame exuding the same confidence and power she possessed from her experiences in Cephiro. Taking one step in front of the yellow caution line, she waited patiently for the train, her features holding one of sadness as memories suddenly plagued her mind. Many years had passed since she last saw the glimmering image of a replenished Cephiro reflected in the sky from the vantage point of Tokyo Tower. Though their destiny completed, all three girls still held a great love for the country they fought so hard to protect. But Umi held many regrets of things unsaid. Her love for Cephiro kept her constantly dreaming of the place and people whom resided in it. An aching longing to return plagued her night and day, but she avoided Tokyo Tower—she knew her life was on Earth, and her obligations were to her family and friends.

Umi continued to stare off into space as she reminisced her last visit with Hikaru and Fuu, not noticing the train pulling into the station. The buzz of people seemed to increase, creating a stifling amount of bodies cramming onto the platform waiting to board the train. Her notebook loosened in her arms—falling to the ground with a sudden 'smack' as the vinyl covering collided into the concrete. The sound shook her from her day dreaming. She blinked twice, realizing that she had dropped her book. Just as Umi was bending down to pick it up, a child in the crowd roughly bumped into her legs, knocking her forward. Her hair whipped back and then flew in front of her face and she quickly reached around blindly for something to hold onto, but found nothing.

Time seemed to slow down as Umi's body lunged too far out over the platform. Her eyes widened a fraction before the incoming train smashed into her face—and then—darkness.

"It's so cold." Umi whispered to herself. "And so dark," She said as her eyes wearily opened. "Why is it so dark?"

She felt strange and the air was eerily silent. Umi closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around her body, burying her chin into her chest. She couldn't remember what happened. Where was she? Why was everything so silent? Suddenly, a dim memory scratched at her mind. She was at school. No—wait. A blizzard—school activities were canceled. Scrunching her eyes, she thought harder. Images flooded forward, she remembered being at the train station and someone bumping into took her a moment to realize that her eyes were still closed. Slowly opening them, she was shocked to find herself staring—at herself. "Wha-!" she shouted into the air, arms flailing in panic. Her eyes grew to the size of saucers at the sight.

People were crowding around—their faces in panic and fear. Some were screaming, others were crying, but no sound could be heard. It was like watching a movie on mute. Confused, Umi continued to float, staring on in disbelief. "I don't understand," she whispered. "What's happening to me!" she suddenly shouts. Tears began to form in her eyes as she looked down at herself sprawled out on the floor—There was blood everywhere. Her breaths came in faster as she started to panic. Like tunnel vision clearing in the blink of an eye, the memory of the train stood prominent. An overwhelming sense of dread hit as she realized what had happened. Touching the side of her face, she breathed raggedly at the revelation, "I'm—dead."

She recalled waiting for the train just like any other day. Only this time, she was pushed out beyond the platform. The memory of the impact caused her to flinch—creating fresh feelings of pain. Umi clutched her head tightly and began to tremble as sobs wracked her body. She was dead. As she continued to sob in front of the scene unfolding before her, her spirit suddenly began to float farther up into the air, taking her away from the body left on the ground. She balked, a sense of dread filling her as she started to move around, waving her arms to try and stop herself from rising. But it was to no avail. "Ah!-What's happening!" She yells into the air—but the bitter silence is all that welcomed her. "Stop! Stop! Stop!" She shouted into the sky as her body moved faster, making her dizzy even in her current state of supposed death. "Please!" She cried, and it was all she could do.

Faster and faster she rose. Looking up, she suddenly realized her body was floating parallel to Tokyo Tower, but her momentum continued to increase, blurring the image of the building and raising her up towards the stars.

A blinding bright light enveloped her—and then there was nothing.


If you got this far, thanks for taking the time to read my story. :) I hope you enjoyed it.

See you next chapter. ;)

And if you're interested in writing your own MKR story and need something to get those plot bunnies multiplying, I found an on-site forum for MKR challenges. I've posted a shortfic/novella challenge. Maybe one of you will be interested. ;D *not so subtle hinting*