Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice or any music/band in this story.
Prologue
"Mikan, no matter what you hear, do not make a sound, do you hear me?" Yuka whispered to her daughter, whom she was pushing down into the floor under one of the boards. The 5-year-old Mikan nodded silently, noting the seriousness in her mother's voice. Yuka smiled. "That's my good daughter. And remember, when you hear a scream, run away. Do not look back. You need to live, okay? Live." Mikan nodded again, now hugging her knees in the little room she had. Yuka closed the floorboard.
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Crash. The door broke down. Boom. A gunshot. Gasping. Running. Choking. Crying. Screaming. Begging. Mikan heard it all. And she ran. And cried. Through the streets and to the alley where a small abandoned dumpster was, where they dreaded this day and prepared for it. And there Mikan spent the next eight years of her life.
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8 Years Later...
Mikan read the paper with no expression. The one saying that she had been accepted in the school her mom had told her to strive for, the famed Gakuen Alice. In her other hand she held her mother's favorite green stone and a letter. Saying that her mother. Is. Alive. She got dressed in the clothes that she had bought while working for the Cafe down the street. And carried a lone suitcase to where the Gakuen was, where her new home was. Where her new life was. And she carried her most prized posession, the one thing she was able to prepare in the dumpster: her electric guitar. And now, with this guitar, she was going to let her mom, and the world, know that she was, indeed, alive. Alive, and strong. And she will make them pay for what they did. With this guitar.
Yeah, so, that's my prologue. Its my first fanfic, and the prologue was pretty short, but please, please R&R. I'll try to update every three or four days, so please be patient with me!
Thanx!
animeoh