What is he hiding?
In reply to the review about Luna hiding something, She is. Though i wasn't going to put it in this story, but i guess i should. Although, Its mainly Jack hiding stuff about her from her
Sorry, this is mainly in Luna's view. Will be tons more Vincent later on
Luna could hear the conversation yet had no intention of speaking whatsoever. She continued to keep her gaze on the floor, trying to work out what had happened...And more importantly, who she was. Why did the same words keep running through her head? 'Mother...Father...' It almost felt like someone was repeating them to her, along with the strange pictures of bloodstained floors. What was even more confusing was that the male claimed to have found her on the street, yet she didn't believe him, it didn't seem right. She was scared. No. She was terrified. She couldn't remember a thing about being on the street, was the blonde lying to her? She really didn't understand. She felt so lost and confused.
Now slightly calmer, Vincent glanced over at the female sat on the sofa. He tilted his head in confusion before looking up at Jack. "Master, who is she?" He asked. His gaze was now up at the blonde who had now stood back up straight and had been looking out the window until Vincent spoke. He smiled happily as he replied. "This is Luna, She'll be staying here for a while" Vincent once again let his gaze head over to the female. She seemed rather quiet.
"Well then!" Jack smiled, now noticing how late it seemed to have got. "We should head off to bed, after all, I have to take a visit to Sabrie tomorrow." Jack chuckled, stretching once more before heading over to Luna, of course, she'd been practically lifeless since he'd done 'that' to her memories, but it really had been for the best. He frowned slightly and knelt down to her height before speaking. "There's already a room upstairs for you." Luna glanced at him slightly, before getting off the couch and standing up, letting Jack lead her to her room.
As soon as they got there, and he had left her she headed over to the window and looked out. Was she just being paranoid? Or did it really seem like the darkness was looming...Waiting for a time to strike? She pushed all thoughts of the darkness to the back of her head as she got changed. She let a soft sigh leave her lips as she climbed into bed, allowing herself to fall into a deep sleep.
Her dream was so confusing. The meadow was so perfect; the grass blew in the gentle wind. The sky was such a beautiful blue that it dazzled her. Luna let herself walk across the meadow, and literally screamed as everything changed. The meadow was replaced by what seemed like a long corridor. But that wasn't what had made her scream. The floor was littered with bodies, some moaning and others covered in blood. Luna lifted her hands to her mouth, ready to scream again, yet as she touched her face slightly she realised that her hands were wet...No, they were red with blood. "I...No...STOP IT!" She screamed for the final time as the dream vanished.
She could tell Jack was there, holding her and she knew there were tear stains on her cheeks. But everything apart from that felt weird. Jack had his arms right round her and she could vaguely work out that he was saying 'It's ok' and 'Ssh' to her. She was still trembling. What was that? It felt so...Familiar...
As soon as she had calmed down, Jack let her out of the hug before speaking. "You ok?" Typically Luna only replied with a nod, still not trusting the blonde enough to even speak to him. She glanced out the window, rather relieved to see that it was morning, although the dream was still fresh in her mind. She never, ever, wanted to see that again...
Meanwhile Vincent had already got up and changed and was on his way down to the kitchen to help Gilbert prepare, but hopefully he'd do it successfully this time and not drop anything. He carefully put the cups onto the tray and started to make his way back up the stairs and towards Jacks room. The corridor was long, and Vincent really was having trouble holding all the cups. And just to make things worse, it seemed Jack wasn't in his room. That was strange...Perhaps he had already left for Sabrie?
Vincent lit up upon seeing Jack exit the girl's room and he instantly sprinted over, luckily not spilling the tea or anything. "J—Master!" He instantly corrected himself, trying to be alot like his brother. Jack seemed tired, had he been in there long? Vincent pushed the thought to the back of his mind. "I brought you tea!" He exclaimed happily, his face lighting up at the achievement; after all, he hadn't spilt a drop of it.
"Ahaha, Well done Vince" Jack chuckled, his eyes softening slightly as he led Vincent into his room allowing the boy to place the tea set down on the table as Jack shrugged his long green coat on. "Well then, I should be getting to Sabrie by now, I'm already late. Go get your brother, Im sure you two can come along~ I'll go ask Luna" He chuckled, now stretching and heading out of the room.
"But...I don't want her to..." Vincent merely muttered.