Authoress' Notes: Second chapter… So this is where the drama begins! I don't know what got me into finishing this sooner than I expected, but I guess it was because I didn't want to study for my finals (yeah, I'm lazy, I know…)

Additional: I want to thank Schauspielerinnen-san and pika318-san for their reviews! I was able to get over my writer's block more because of reviews like yours... Thank you! (Although I'm not still sure who pika318-san is in the SH forums...)

Disclaimer: Same rules apply…

Warning: This is a semi-AU fic for Takkei no Seijo, somehow in line with the song's storyline, but I made a big change with the way it ends. To find out what the end is, read and follow it! I'm also apologizing in advance if I somehow make the characters OOC… But please enjoy, minna-san!

The Last Song

By: Syaoran's Sakura

Chapter 01:

The Lady Saint that was to be Crucified

'Until my impulses die, my lust fills me to the brim, but
My ego knows that I will never be able to love anyone but him'

Footsteps echoed throughout the dark forest, the way laid by the early morning dew. A black clad man came into view, his sad golden eyes fixed to the doll sitting on his arm.

"What is it, Märchen? Why are you sad?" The doll spoke to him, her voice full of concern for her master.

"Why Elise, nothing is wrong." Märchen answered, averting his gaze to the path. His mind felt as if it weren't his own, and his thoughts wandered back to that morning's events.

The memories, the past, it all came back to him, so fast that he wasn't even sure if they were real. The laughter, the love… His chest hurt from them. Was that what the Id meant? He glanced over to Elise, who smiled sweetly at him. 'But, it still doesn't compare to her smile…'

Elisabeth…

"Where are we going, Märchen?" Elise interrupted his thoughts.

"We'll search for people who wish for revenge." He smiled at her. "There is a nearby village that we've never searched. I'm sure there must be someone there." Just then the village square came into view, the villagers huddled together in front of a stage, where a messenger was walking up.

"I wonder what that is about." Elise said feigning interest.

"Let's found out, shall, we?" Märchen asked, quickening his pace. Reaching the square the two kept to the dark places, hidden from the villagers' sight.

The messenger's voice rang clearly throughout the square. "Lady Elisabeth von Wettin, the sole daughter of Lord von Wettin, is to be wed to Lord Rheipfalz in four days, in accordance with…"

The rest of the words were drowned out by Märchen's fast heartbeat. His eyes widened as realization dawned upon him, his fists tightening at once. 'Elisabeth… to be wed…' He lowered his eyes to the ground so that his face was hidden. "Elise, we are going."

"To where?" She cocked her head to the side.

"To that Lady's manor."

As both of their bodies dissipated into mist, Elise can't help but frown at her master's moist, saddened eyes.

A commotion was happening at the manor by the time the two phantoms have arrived. Materializing behind the voluminous curtains of the grand hall Elise was silently laughing mockingly. However, Märchen's expression was that of worry and anger.

Standing alone in the middle of the hall, Elisabeth was engaged in a heated conversation with a man sitting on a throne-like structure. Both were already at their limits; each one fuming mad.

"If you can hear me out, Brother." Elisabeth took a deep breath.

"How many times do I need to tell you to call me 'Father'?" The man blatantly refused her.

"No, Brother, I have no intention to marry anyone!" Her hand clutched the skirts of her dress tightly.

"Then you'll just have to do it! I have already sent invitations and announcements to the villages…"

"What?" Elisabeth looked at her brother incredulously. "Forgive me, Brother, but I just won't have anyone in this world to be my bridegroom!"

"Why you insolent girl… Are you sure you won't change your mind?"

"Yes, Brother. I won't change my mind. There is no one I wish nor want to marry." Elisabeth looked at her brother directly in the eyes.

"Hahahaha! Very well. Walter," He said, turning to the manservant standing beside him, "You and my mother went through all that trouble to protect this girl. And now, this is my final judgment of what will become of her."

"Your highness…" Walter moved to intervene, but he was held back by a pair of guards.

Lord von Wettin continued with his maniacal laughter. He pointed an mocking finger at her. "Hahahaha! Send this stupid girl to be crucified!"

"Your highness!" Walter struggled harder, feeling the guards beginning to pull out their swords. Two guards were also advancing to Elisabeth, about to escort her out. She signaled them to stop, looking up with her head held high.

"So be it. If that is the price for my decision, then I'd gladly embrace death." The two guards who were about to seize her stared in awe.

"I see you fear nothing." He laughed. "Your execution will begin at tomorrow's dawn!" He waved his hand. "Take her to her rooms. Secure all exits and don't let her escape!"

All the while Märchen watched, annoyance and anxiety gripping his mind. This was the first time he hated watching from the sidelines, being unable to intervene between the two's heated conversation. Witnesses seeing him will cause more problems for Elisabeth, and besides the Id won't let him interfere no matter how much he wanted.

However all of those thoughts faded the instant guards advanced to Elisabeth. Märchen moved to stop them, but Elise's hand tightened around his own, the doll hissing in anger. "What are you doing, Mär? Aren't we supposed to only watch?"

"I don't have time for this Elise!" He hissed back, when Elisabeth's resolution rang clear throughout the great hall. Märchen watched as the guards escorted her out of the hall, surprise etched on his face.

"Mär? Märchen ?" Elise said, irritated by his actions. She tried to catch her mother's attention, in vain as Märchen brushed her off. Glaring at Elisabeth as she went, Elise let out a gasp as Märchen lifted her off the floor, his brows knit together in exasperation. Both of their bodies were already disintegrating into mist, but she will never mistake the emotion in her master's voice. "We need to talk, Elise."

Glaring at the door where Elisabeth disappeared a while ago, Elise cursed before she herself vanished into mist.

Syaoran's Sakura: Ah, I finally did it! Actually I finished writing this chapter a week ago but life kicked me back to studying… And I got lazy typing… I still don't know a lot about Elisabeth's family, so I only made their entrance short…

Update Date: It's safe to say that my next update will be on March 24! I want to make sure to finish The Last Song before preparations overwhelm me… Now be a good reader and leave me a comment! :)