Tasogare no Hime
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts.
Summary:(AU) Naminé‚ just moved to Twilight Town and she's already in trouble. The school bullies have locked her into the old "haunted" mansion that stands at the edge of town for an entire night. Unfortunately when a floor collapses beneath her Naminé‚ soon finds that the biggest adventure of her life begins after it has ended!
Authors notes: I'm having writer block for LDL, right now (I've watched the Robin Hood movie about 12 times now and I'm still stuck...) But this idea came to me so I decided to start on this story.
The old mansion sat at the top of the hill, it was the kind of place people talked about in hushed whispers. No one ever went there however not even curious teenagers. It was said the place was cursed. Nearly one hundred years ago a rich old widow had lived in the mansion. She was a kind and good woman, the kind who was always helping others, she had never had any children of her own before her husband had died, so she took in thirteen orphans from the local work houses and cared for them. She made sure the children, who no one else in the town would give the time of day, were feed, properly clothed and educated. She then shocked the town by announcing that she was going to give each of the thirteen children an equal share of her fortune and make her five most trusted servants, including the rumored mad man she had hired as a tutor for the children their guardians should something happen to her. This was not what the town had hoped to hear,
especially not the nephue of the woman's late husband. Greedy and vengeful, the young man visited the house one night, he brought wine as gift but it was poisoned. That night he pored the wine a proposed a toast to the family. And then watched as all present died painfully from the poison. Despite his obvious guilt as the only heir left he easily paid his way out of trouble, but he never got the chance to fully enjoy his new found wealth for as soon moved into the grand mansion he had a mysterious and gruesome accident. An accident some say was caused by the vengeful spirits of the murdered children. From that day on the mansion stood empty. The few brave enough to try and claim the fortune of the family that still remains hidden somewhere in a secret vault in the mansion had all come running terrified from the building.
Naminé‚ pleaded with Marluxia, and Larxene to open the door of the old mansion, it only made them laugh harder. Marluxia grinned cruelly at her through the small windows in the door. "Stop crying! You just sit there and be good little girl and maybe we'll be back in the morning.
Hope the ghost don't get you"
The two continued to laugh as they walked down the drive leaving the girl trapped behind locked doors and boarded windows.
Larxene paused and looked back once they had reached the end of the drive.
"Are you sure this is ok?...I mean she did sound pretty scared"
Marluxia shrugged.
"She'll just sit there and cry all night. We'll come back in the morning and let her out. Serves the little bitch right running into me like that. Besides it's not like the place is actually haunted"
The two walked away heading to their respective homes as the sun began to set.
Naminé sat in the dark entrance hall next to the door hungry, cold, and frightened. She hated Twilight Town. She wished her parents had never moved from Hallow Bastion, not that the shy,
quiet girl had had any friends there ether. At least nothing like this had ever happened. Naminé stood and decided to try and find a way out. She defiantly did NOT want to stay there all night.
Not that her workaholic parents would notice she was missing. Gathering her courage she began to wander through out the building. The place was full dust covered treasures it seemed even thieves were too frightened of the rumors of ghost to enter for the valuable antiques. Entering room after room Naminé's fear was slowly replaced by enchantment at the antiquated beauty of the place.
By the time she found the dusty but elaborate ball room she had nearly forgotten why she had begun wandering in the first place, not that it mattered. All the rooms leading out doors were locked tight, and all the windows were boarded with thick strong boards. She wondered for a while if she might get out through an upstairs window but it was getting to dark to venture further. The ball room however looked like a good place to spend the night.
The room was large, possibly the biggest room she had ever seen. The floor was tiled in a mosaic of mythological animals and Greek deities. On opposite ends of the room were two grand doors one leading to a hall and eventually the entrance the other to a forgotten and over grown garden courtyard in the center of the mansion, out doors but not away from the house. Around the walls of the room gilded pillars held up a balcony on the second floor with an elaborate gilded railing that over looked the dance floor. Above that the ceiling had to be the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. A dome of stained glass depicted images that almost mirrored the floor, the dome allowed the full moon (something Naminé was grateful for) to light the room with it's soft silvery glow.
She had no blankets or a pillow with her (the bed rooms were most likely up stairs. She had found none in her searching) so she made due with her back pack and jacket though nether helped much, and tried to sleep. Eventually sleep found her, but so did something else. She was awakened by a terrible biting cold and opened her eyes to find a man standing over her with a furious expression. Paralyzed with fear the girl could do nothing when the man grabbed her by the collar of her school uniform and pulled her to his face. His skin was so cold it almost burned her and he smelled of decay.
"IT IS MINE! YOU UNDERSTAND, MINE!"
Icy hands wrapped around her throat and began to squeeze. When something she didn't quite see was throne from across the room.
"She isn't after your stupid money! Let her go"
The man dropped her and turned to glare at the source of the voice. Naminé to terrified to stay ran out of the room, with out even thanking her savior. Thinking quickly she decided to try and get out from the second floor. As she ran through the mansion she was followed by crashing and shouts. Objets flew about her of their own accord, and the terrible cold was never far behind. She finally found the stairs and quickly began searching for a window she could climb out of. Trying to concentrate despite her terror. Finding a bedroom with a balcony door open just as the cold seemed to catch up with her she entered before she could notice how rotted a leak in the roof had made the floor boards.
The next thing Naminé knew she was standing in a quiet sitting room staring at her own body.
She looked up at the hole in the ceiling she had fallen through, and then back at herself.
Everything was quiet eerily so. She jumped when a hand landed on her shoulder. Frightened she turned quickly and was surprised to find only an old woman there.
"Poor child, there now Dear. He is gone now, back to the basement. It's alright. Lets get you cleaned up and in some proper clothes. Don't you worry, we'll take care of you. What is your name Dear?" Naminé felt numb as she was led away from the room. She didn't really understand what had just happened. Only that she was dead, and it was difficult to comprehend that.
"Naminé, Naminé Eldrige. Um...I'm going to be late for school tomorrow"
It sounded pathetic. Even to her own ears but it was the only thing she could think to say. A tall boy with wildly spiked red hair was standing just out side the room. He walked over and put an arm around her shoulder.
"I think that's the least of your problems at the moment."
To be continued.
Next Chapter: Naminé is introduced to her new house mates, finds out more about the poltergeist who attacked her, and tries to get used to being dead. Also Marluxia, and Larxene come back and realize they may be in big trouble.
please R&R