Hey it's Kaiara07, and I know I just posted my new fanfiction, but I was bored. Plus The Lunar Chronicles barely gets any fanfiction. And this fanfiction was off to a boring start (sorry), and this is going to be a pretty long story. Anyways, in this chapter Abbott's story gets a little more interesting. He meets Sybil and the queen and princess. Thanks for reading! *Gives you virtual cookies*


The movers came at four in the morning, and when Abbott woke up he didn't see Martin, so he had guessed he'd stayed with his fiancée - the woman he had once loved - but broke up with.

He sighed, he couldn't understand why his friend would be so insensitive to him like this. Martin helped him threw that, many years ago.

Anyways, the movers were very good at their job, and they followed instructions very well. Both tall and muscular men came in and out really quickly, and had a small conversation with him too. Right after they had packed all of his stuff, they immediately drove to his new "royal" apartment.

The royals had some apartments build for their staff - very close to the palace so they would be able to get there on command. When they got in the new apartment the men got straight to work, he wondered why they were so fast, maybe the palace fired people so quickly that the movers would have their hands full every day. His mind drifted on a little more until the movers said bye.

"Wait", said Abbott rushing towards them "let me pay". The men laughed, the mover with long black hair finally said, "don't worry the palace has it covered".

"Oh, okay". He said stupidly, "Bye" the movers waved their hands at him before leaving. With a heavy sigh, he got to unpacking. It took one hour to finish unpacking (he doesn't have a lot of stuff). He was finally going to sit down when heard...

"Buzz, Abbott is needed for his mechanical services, meet down in the throne room, thank you". Screeched a boring old woman - at least he imagined that she was old. So, by redirecting his position he reached for his tool belt and work gloves and walked out of the door.

"Oh well", he said to himself. "hopefully I'll get to sit down later". Abbott turned around and locked his door. But when he spun himself around he saw a young lady, maybe in her twenties, with long straight black hair that hung down her back, to her waist, and was wearing a pristine white jacket.

"Well hello there, Mr..."She checked her portscreen."Patterson Abbott, I am Thaumaturge Sybil and I will be escorting you to where you will work, and places in the palace you will have to be accustomed to". She said while looking at Abbott's dirty cargos and stained work gloves. "and maybe get you proper attire for your job". With a flick of her wrist she motioned Abbott to the throne room, but first stopping at the royal tailors, to get Abbott a blue mechanic jump suit with runes on the hems of it.

The throne room was so majestic! A big crystal chandelier, with glimmering lights in the shapes of stars, hanging at different levels, and the ceiling it was hanging from was a spectacular view of the sky above. His awning stopped as soon as Sybil nudged him to bow to the Lunar heirs. They were all so fake looking. As if the universe took the perfect combination of perfection and gave it to the royal family. The king and queen had died from a lunar - shell assassin, leaving Queen Channary, a blonde headed woman with maroon coloured lips ,and Princess Levana - a pale and skinny woman, with charcoal eyes. And because of that shells were a new threat to society, and they made some rules for that. Since the day of the new rules he had lost his entire family at the age of 15. Returning his mind to the goddesses whom were sitting right in front of him, he bowed his head respectively low, Princess Levana smiled.

After a few seconds of awkward silence, Sybil cleared her throat, returning the attention back to her.

"May I introduce Mr. Patterson Abbott, the new head mechanic". Queen Channary motioned for him to walk up the elevated floor, getting closer to her.

She leaned into him. "I have a lot of high expectations for you, you better not let me down, just like the mechanic before you did, do you understand?" She pulled away, and with fear clawing up his throat he nodded forcefully, and she grinned.

"Good, now Sybil will show you where you'll be spending most of you time, and then I have a task for you". Once again Abbott bowed his head and followed Sybil out of the throne room. He was getting a funny feeling about the Queen, by the way she stares at him - she was kind of scary actually, and hopefully the project he has to do for her, does not include actually spending time with her. But if he wants this job, then he better do what she says - but at that instant, a question popped into his mind - does he really want this? He shook the question off and continued to follow Sybil down the hall.

"Here is where you will be spending some of your time. Mechanics are highly needed and there are only a few of them". She typed in a code and the unlatched the door. Wow - he thought, do they keep the mechanics here locked up, so they wouldn't escape? A sudden question got Abbott sick to his stomach - is this how they actually treat their staff?

Anyways, inside the room was rows and rows of tools hanging on magnetic walls, a big tables and a few empty desks - only one had stuff on it. He turn his head and saw a pretty looking girl with midnight black coloured hair, that was tied up in a messy bun. She wore the same jumpsuit as him, and her glowing honey skin looked beautiful against it. It didn't look like it was a glamour, it was too natural looking. She appeared to be about the same age as Abbott.

Now thinking about it he looked a bit plain compared to most of the people on Luna. A dark thought slivered into his mind - he could use his glamour, he could be just as exciting as them. He mentally urged himself to refocus back to the girl.

"Sup". She said in a boyish voice. Sybil shoved him further into the room.

"Okay Tori, make sure he knows what he is doing, her Majesty wants him in one hour. Do you understand?" She said in a harsh voice.

"Yes mistress". She replied.

Sybil shut the door, with the noises of clicks and clacks from closing hinges following after.

"So, the new guy, huh. Well there are some things you need to know first". She then indicated to the chair beside her that was right in front of an empty desk. She looked me in the eyes. " Never ever talk back to the people in higher positions than you, always do what they say but think first and..." He stopped her.

"What do you mean by...think first what, what will they tell you to do?" Abbott asked in a panicked voice.

"Calm down...calm down." She looked around. "If they ask you to go their bedrooms - refuse, that's how we lost the person before you".

"What happened?"

"Murdered? I don't know, all I do know is that it's not all fun and games. And that I don't want to lose another mechanic. They brainwash, manipulate, and make you see things that you don't really see. Do things you don't want to do. "

"Isn't that society" He replied with a smirk.

"No what I meant was... they make you do evil, and unnerving things - trust me, I created a horrible machine for them. I didn't want to."

After she said that, Abbott was kind of curious as to what she built. He was about to thank her for advice but a recognizable voice interrupted.

"Buzz. Mr. Patterson is needed in the throne room." Screeched a very annoying woman.

Tori looked at Abbott with worry in her eyes.

"Be careful" She said.

"Don't worry I can handle it." He said as he walked out the door.


Ohhh, things are a brewing! Isn't this Tori interesting! The next chapter will be in the queen's perspective. Oh and if you haven't already, search up what Abbott means... K bye! ~Kaiara07