Once upon a time, there was a man who died,
The man's work was the writing and telling of stories,
But he could not defy death.
The last story he was working on was about a brave and handsome Prince,
Who vanquishes a crafty Raven,
But now, it seems their battle will go on for eternity.
"I'm sick and tired of this!" Cried the Raven.
"'I'm sick and tired of this!" Cried the Prince as well.
The Raven escaped from the pages of the story,
And the Prince pursued the fell creature.
In the end, the Prince took out his own heart and sealed the Raven away by using a forbidden power.
Just then a murmer came from somewhere,
"This is great!" Said the old man who was supposed to have died.
What anyone didn't know, was that a nightingale had witnessed everything and have followed the characters.
"May those who accepts their fate, be granted happiness, may those who defy it, be granted glory." The nightingale prayed as it followed the prince and raven out of the book.
Let Me Show You the Way – Natasha Thomas
Chapter One
Will You Be The Nightingale?
I was having that dream again; the one I seem to forget when I wake up, but remember when I have the dream again; about a prince, a knight, a raven, and a duck. I'm sitting at a table, my eyes never leaving the ballet dance before me.
The prince and the raven seem to be fighting, battling each other, and then the raven flies away, as if escaping. The knight tried to stop the raven from leaving, but he was slashed in half and died. The prince took the sword to his heart and sealed the raven as it seems.
Then we go to the duck that was watching the…. Naked. Prince. Dancing…. Am I having a naked dream?
I looked at myself for a second before sighing in relief. Nope still have clothes on
Watching the scene before me once again, I watched in surprise as the duck transformed into… DUCK! It was her, but then, she transform into someone else.
Princess Tutu says a calm gentle voice.
I do not understand this dream, but the creepy man who sat next to me having tea seems to knew.
"These are my characters." He tells me. "They have a part to play in my most tragic story, however, they may be ballet dancers, but I need someone to sing me songs."
His head slowly looked to me with a creepy smile on his face. "Will you be my nightingale?"
"A monster!" a voice screamed. "Abigail! Save me!"
I jolted out of bed. "Holy Jesus Christ in a bathtub!"
I collapsed onto the ground, count on Duck to be my wake up call.
I heard a cry when I just got myself onto my hands and knees, only to become reacquainted with the ground once again.
"Oof!" I groaned against the floorboards.
"Sorry, Abigail." Duck mumbled as she crawled off me and looked down to me. "Are you alright?"
"Peachy." I said, my voice laced with sarcasm.
I pulled my face off the ground before rubbing my face of dirt and sandman's sand from my eyes then looking to Duck.
Duck is smaller than me, with orange hair that was in a braid that reached down to the floor, beautiful blue eyes, freckles that you can see when you are up and close, and a really skinny figure. Then again, to be a ballerina, you have to be skinny. I on the other hand, didn't have a ballerina body, but I was getting there, without going into diets or not eating, I just excise and watch how much junk food I eat.
My name is Abigail Nightingale; I use to live up in Canada before my family transferred me to Golden Crown academy for a better future in the arts.
My looks are not anything to look at, not with Pike, Duck and Lily hanging around me; plain brown hair in a pixie cut, and my eyes were green. I wear a black choker around my neck with the symbol of a Nightingale and a music note; my family's crest.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
Duck nodded before towards the window singing. "Morning has come again to our dormitory at the Gold crown academy."
I felt a sweat drop before I shook my head and started making our beds as she continued to sing.
"Last night the dream I had was so weird and frightening." She opens the window, shouting. "Morning! Wahhh! Wait! I said wait!"
I turn my head to her and sweat dropped once again at all the birds attacking my best friend for the food in her hands. I sighed before walking towards the bird pile and took the bowl from Duck and placed on the window sill.
"Alright everyone." I called out. "Stop bugging Duck, here's your meal."
The birds slowly began making their way to the bowl and left Duck in a pile of feathers.
I grinned at her as she smiled up at me. "Honestly, what would you do without me Duck?"
Duck giggled before standing up and dusting herself of feathers. I turned back from her and began cleaning the area before the two of us head to the school. Duck and I take ballet together, though my talent lies within singing, I wanted to stay with Duck, and so I transferred myself into Ballet classes.
"Oh Dava, your leg's all better." Duck spoke to the one of many birds. "Hey Teal, don't gobble it all yourself."
I found it amusing to watch Duck when she is talking to the birds, kind of reminds me of the Disney princesses when they talk to the birds and animals. I tried to hold back a laugh when I a saw a small bird peck at the one strand of hair that looked like a horn on top of Duck's head.
"Canary mom, your kids are going to be leaving the nest soon right?" she asked. "When they learn to fly, bring them with you okay?"
I sat down on bed, watching her, I had to; yesterday morning she almost fell out of the blasted window because she wanted to greet Mytho's window.
"So." Duck whispered to the bird, with a bit of blush on her face. "What has senior Mytho been up to?"
Okay Mytho is sounded like Mew-toe…. But anyways, he is one of the two heartthrobs here in Gold Crown academy. His features were feminine, super pale skin, with his white hair looks as wild as feathers, and eyes of amber…. OMG HE'S A CULLEN!
(Smack!)
Ow! Okay, I guess I deserved that.
"I had another good dream!" Duck's voice brought me back from my thoughts, and author abuse. "I mean yeah me being a duck sucked as always but at least I got to see senior Mytho again, him being a prince was almost too perfect!"
"I thought you said it was a bad dream?" I asked.
Duck turned to me. "It was before the monster came from out of no where. I was watching senior Mytho dancing on the water."
"Was he naked like last time?" I asked with a cheeky grin.
Poor Duck's face turned absolutely red. "NOOOO NO! NO! NO! ABIGAIL!"
I laughed as she tried to calm herself down, oh how I love teasing my innocent little friend.
"Anyways," Duck said as she popped her head outside and I was ready for anything. "Senior Mytho, good morning."
"You sound like a stalker Duck, cut it out." I said.
Duck turned to me with a frown. "Abigail you-"
Ding! Ding!
That caught our attention.
"Gah! It's the school bell!" Duck shrieked. "This is terrible!"
Duck went back inside, grabbed her books, me and busted out our door before running down the hallway.
"Why didn't you wake me up? Pike, Lily? You big meanies!" she shouted, probably waking everyone else up.
"Why am I not in the meanie group?" I asked as I flapped in the air like a teddy bear (hey is rhymed! (Smack) ow!).
"Because you woke up the same time I did!" she said to me as she finally let go of me and let me run by myself.
Thankfully I had put on my shoes before she dragged me outside. As we ran across the bridge, I could see she was going into one of her daydreams that always freaked me out when she begins to randomly giggle or when she tells me about it in too much info. I wonder what it will be today? Giggles or description… I don't know which I am scared of more.
Duck suddenly stops and begins giggling.
Me: -_-'
I guess the creepy and random giggles are for today.
"Uh, Duck? School?" I spoke, reminding her.
Duck: 0o0
"AHHHHHHH!" she screams as she once again sprints off, and I try my best to follow her.
Of course I have been with her since the starting of school I was just in singing, but now I do ballet classes as well; Like I said before; so I had lots of practice to catch up with her. I was ahead of her in no time and carefully ran down the staircase before turning around and wait for her.
"Run Duck, run like the wind!" I cheered.
Of course, being Duck, she trips over some of the steps and lands on her face, but that doesn't stop her.
We began running again; she ran around the statue while I on the other hand went through it and was ahead of her again.
"Hahaha I am going to beat you again Duck!" I shouted looking back to her.
"This is not a race Abigail! We're late!" Duck replied.
I sighed. "Fine then, ruin my-"
"Abigail! Watch out for the-"
SLAM!
"Ooh! Abigail, are you alright?" Duck asked, with concern and worry.
"Ow." I responded as I collapsed to the ground.
I of course, was not looking at where I was going and ended up smacking into our classroom door; my face is in pain.
A few minutes later we went into the change room and got ourselves into our ballet suits before heading for the room. The door opened to reveal Duck, and myself; holding an ice pack to my forehead.
"We're sorry for being late!" we said in unison before bowing.
There was complete silence, we both looked up slowly.
"There's no one is here." Duck said, stating the obvious. "Why?"
I looked over to the clock. "Umm, Duck it's six…"
I stopped as I heard gears begin to move, I turned to see the gir- I mean the man himself; Senor Mytho, dancing to a tune from the Nutcracker 'The Waltz of Flowers' I believe. He defies the laws of gravity when he dances, I'll give him that much, but he freaks me out sometimes; he doesn't show any emotion when he dances, he was like a doll.
"Senior Mytho." Duck whispered in awe.
Apparently a beautiful one in Duck's eyes, but in my eyes, I expected wires to be attached to senior Mytho's body. I blinked as Duck sighed and also defied the laws of gravity as she leaned farther to the floor, and closer to senior Mytho's dancing.
"Woooowwww!" she said.
This caught senior Mytho's attention; he stopped instantly and just stared at us. This brought poor Duck into a panic.
"I'm sorry! I… Well ahh" she stuttered.
Senior Mytho continued his freaky staring, making Duck more nervous. "I umm am I disturbing you? I'm disturbing you aren't I? Of course I am, aren't I, aren't I?"
"Duck, calm down." I said trying to calm the poor girl down, senior was not helping.
"Ah? Please excuse me! I'm leaving right away if only my body weren't so jumbled up. Abigail I think I'm gonna trip!" she panicked.
"Duck, calm down." I told her as I tried to grab her over animated body.
"Gonna trip, my feet, my feet, my feet!" she squealed.
(Squeak)
"I. Tripped." She whispered as she fell.
"Duck you moron." I comment as I watched her slow motion falling.
Senior Mytho got her thankfully while I sat beside them and pressed the ice bag on to my forehead. Senior stared at Duck as she -what I thought- was having a seizure right in his arms. I guess she hasn't been this close to him ever.
Duck began to stutter and say random things before wiggling herself away from senior Mytho arms and to my left side. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for bothering you huh? I'm really such a scatter brain, and I am just so bad at things like everything! And on top of that I'm so hasty like Pike, Abigail, and Lily say I talk like a duck."
"Oy! No I didn't!" I said. "That was Lily and Pike; I said you sound like Hunny from Ouran High School Host Club."
She ignored me and continued. "So I'm weird, don't you think I'm weird? Shoot even I think I'm weird."
"When you have your moments Duck." I said. "That's when I do think you're weird."
"I don't." senior Mytho said.
I stared in shock. "VY GOD, HE SPEAKS!"
"Hm? You don't think I'm weird?" Duck asked.
"No." he replied.
Duck's face turned red and steam came out of her ears as she collapsed slowly onto my lap, like she could die now happy. "I can't believe it; no one has ever said that to me."
Senior turned from her to me, and stared at me. "Do. I….. Do I know you?"
I blinked and was about to answer when all of the sudden, the door opens, to reveal SENIOR FAKIR! He didn't look pretty happy as he walked up to senior Mytho
"Hey." He called, sounding pissed.
Senior Mytho looked from Duck and me before turning to Fakir, speaking his name quietly. "Fakir."
Duck shot up from my lap, scaring the breezes out of me. "Senior Fakir!"
"Christ Duck, don't do that." I scolded.
"Did I not tell you to inform me when you go out?" senior Fakir said to senior Mytho.
"Yes." Senior Mytho replied.
"We're going, stand up." He ordered.
Senior Mytho didn't move.
"What's wrong?" senior- screw it, I am just going to say their names! Fakir asked.
"My foot." Mytho answered.
"Your foot? Did you twist it?" Fakir asked.
"Mm." Was Mytho's reply.
"Idiot." Fakir growled.
"What?" Duck yelped.
This caught Fakir's attention as he looked towards us with his narrowed eyes.
"Um… um it was my fault!" she began. "He saved me when I tripped and-"
"What were you thinking? Doing such a pointless thing?" Fakir asked Mytho, rudely interrupting Duck.
"So like she said." I told him. "He was protecting her-"
"That's why I said 'pointless'" he said now interrupting me.
Fakir stretched out his hand to Mytho's arm and dragged him up. "Stand up; we're going back to the dorms."
"You don't have to be so rough with him!" I said standing up. "He has a twisted leg you moron!"
"Shut up!" Fakir shouted before shutting the door.
Duck and I glared at the door for a few seconds.
"'Pointless' huh? Well sure maybe, but you don't have to be so blunt about it you know." Duck said.
"Aw come on Duck." I said to her. "You're not-"
DING! DING! DING!
Duck and I looked out the window in confusion.
"Huh? The bell again?" I asked.
We looked at each other before looking up to the ceiling in even more confused.
"Wha?" we spoke out in unison.
(After students came into the room)
"'Wha?' is not a response you guys, if you had taken the time to look at the clock." Pike said.
And I zoned out…. Took the time, to look at the clock… what people call that…. Ironic? No, Oxymoron? I don't know.
My mind wondered aimlessly before it headed towards Fakir; the rude bastard. Fakir, now he is a piece of work; an always pissed off guy with nothing to do but order poor Mytho to do things…. Sometimes, on my off days, just what exactly does he order Mytho to do?
Okay! I just had a slash moment there, freaky!
Anyways back to Fakir; pissed off dude, super dark green hair that is tied up in a small ponytail, I would say greyish green eyes and the tallest kid I know, and the only one to be seen riding a horse. No joke, saw it one time on my off days, ended up drawing a picture of him as a knight, in case you are wondering, I hid it in my special box. I guess you could call him hot, if you wanted to.
"But hey, you had the honour of talking to Fakir." Pike said bringing me back to the real world as she leaned on to Duck whom was doing stretches on the bar. "So it's okay.
"He isn't a very nice person!" Duck shouted out in pain.
"What did you say?" Pike said leaning more into poor Duck. "You know he is the best."
"No! Senior Mytho is the best!" Duck denied.
"Umm. Pike, you're kind of hurting…" I started to say.
"Oh duck, the wonderful Mytho is with Rue." Lily said.
Duck went silent.
"Feelings, which cannot be returned." Pike and Lily said in unison.
"Oh boy…" Pike said.
"How adorable!" Lily squealed.
"Dude, why are your pupils in the shape of hearts you sadist." I told Lily.
"Huh! I'm not a sadist!" Lily shouted.
"You will be soon." Pike replied.
Lily, Pike, and I turned as we heard the girls around us quiet down, and saw someone coming in.
"The teacher is here." Pike notified Duck.
"Yes!" Ducked shouted in alarm before twirling to face the front, as I did.
Our teacher… is a cat….. A cat is our teacher… okay I'll bite; after all, cats are one of the many animals with best balance and coordination. So, what better teacher to teach us ballet.
"Alright, quiet down! If you don't." Mr. Cat ordered before saying in a creepy voice and the wedding song in the background. "Rest assured that I will have you marry me."
I blinked. Okay, a pedophile cat teacher…. Weird.
Okay I am going to skip our whole session and Mr. Cat's threats of marrying us to the end.
"Alright, we will now watch a performance by the special class." Mr. Cat said to the class before looking to the door. "You may enter!"
The two doors swung open as five girls walked through and into the room. One of them was Rue, with her raven black hair, red eyes (I think they're contacts), besides myself whom have boobs, and she is always wearing something red, besides the school uniform. As the special class danced, you could tell that Rue was having fun.
"Wow, she's so pretty." Duck whispered to me.
I couldn't disagree, so I nodded.
"Yes, unlike Duck." Lily commented.
Duck's look of awe dropped in a frown, making me a little pissed off.
"Now she is depressed." Pike announced looking at Duck.
"Oh no!" Lily cheered. "She really got depressed? How cute!"
I turned and glared at Lily, as you can see I am more friends with Pike and Duck than Ms. Creep over there. "You sadist… Again with the heart shaped pupils."
"What, I am not!" she said completely ignoring my pupil comment.
We turned back to watch the dance, and as I continued to watch, I could see that ballet is not an d easy thing, much like sing really, it may look easy, but it is hard and you have to set your heart and mind to it. Now that I think on it, singing and ballet aren't all that different from each other; they give an emotion, they are used in the arts, they set a story for the listeners, and they are something a little girl always wants to be.
My thoughts were interrupted again by Duck's randomness.
"Ahhh!" Duck shouted standing up and surprising people, before saying quietly. "What to do?"
I sighed. "Duck… did you really had to that?"
"I cannot tolerate this any longer!" Mr. Cat shouted. "This time I will have you marry-"
"Sorry!" Pike shouted as she and I dragged Duck back to the floor. "Duck was just so at awe so she couldn't help but cry out."
"She's a troublesome girl, but she's cute, so please forgive her!" Lily asked.
Mr. Cat glared for a second before going into a corner and began licking his face, I raised an eyebrow.
"I guess he couldn't take rejection." I said before turning back to Duck whom have seemed to have gotten into a daze.
"Duck, you have to pay attention in class." I growled before thumping her on the head.
"Ow!" Duck cried out.
"I didn't hit you that hard!" I exclaimed.
"Miss Abigail, do not shout or I will have you marry-!" Mr. Cat threatened.
"No!" I shouted. "I don't want to have kittens for children!"