Chapter Three: When She Cried

AGE OF EIGHT

"I'm sorry!" She cried, "I'll do better tomorrow, promise!"

"Sorry doesn't cut it!" the man shouted, "You can't sleep until you've killed that girl! I expected more in a child that I've taken perfect care of for that past two years!" With that, he threw her out of the building and locked the door.

"More work," she thought, clearly annoyed. She walked away from the building and continued what she was told. It was about eight o'clock and the sun had already set. The person she had to kill this time was a 'worker' that ran away. She really didn't want to kill a person who understood what she felt and where she'd been. She had started to walk into the forest that surrounded the building.

She had been walking for about two hours and still couldn't find the person she was looking for. The man had given her a picture of the person: a girl with violet eyes and blonde hair. She was really pretty in Amu's opinion. She wondered if the man would ever have to do the same to find her – giving a 'worker' a picture of her: a girl with gold eyes and pink hair, and commanding them to find her. She wondered if she would get caught and killed.

"Oh course not!" she thought, giggly at the image in her head. "I could paralyze the whole entire world before even letting them lay a finger on me!" She stopped and her face darkened – did she really want to be the reason that the world would be destroyed? "I would never do that!" She exclaimed, talking to herself, "would I?" She seemed to lack hope in herself and her future. CRACK! She turned in response to the stimulus that startled her. That 'crack' reminded her of when she first met that savage man! Meanwhile, she saw nothing but a rabbit. She sighed, "I really need to get some sleep soon."

Painful, she continued for what seemed as decades. The seven skies were darker than a black hole and seem as if it would suck up her galaxy. She had a really difficult time keeping her eyes wide enough to see . She dragged her feet – pulling them along the road – and then stopped at a small tree to relax a little. "This is so hard!" whined the eight year-old, as moon and stars stared at her. It was as if the stars were making fun of her aggravating life. It was as if the moon understood all the pain she had to go through.

In the distance nearby, she heard soft, quick breathes being taken by a person behind a bush. Amu unveiled the person that was behind the bush: the girl she was looking for. "What's your name?" questioned Amu, in a soft calm voice to make sure not to frighten her.

"U-utau Hoshina ( sorry cant spell ), what's yours?" asked the girl, now known as Utau.

"My name is Amu Hinamori. You may call be Amu," she replied, "I hope you're alright. You seem tired. Here, let me help." Amu lent her hand to help her get up. She slapped it away and scooted away.

"Amu is a girl I've heard of before. She can turn people to stone by singing. If you're here to kill me, please go away. I don't want to die and I want to see my mommy again!" Lea looked like she was going to cry. She was scared, and not just anything – scared of Amu. Julie just brushed that thought away, even if it pained her.

"How old are you, Utau?" inquired Amu.

"Don't say my n-name! O-oh, I'm s-six," Utau stuttered. It was just what Amu thought: they had a lot in common.

"Is it your first year working for that man?" insisted Amu, again. Utau nodded – letting her body say "yes". "So what's your power?" she asked.

"I'm not telling you until you tell me about yourself!" Utau demanded stubbornly. Amu sighed and sat down beside the tiny, yet beautiful girl.

"I came here when I was six, as well. At first, I wanted to run away like you did, but I couldn't because he guarded my room like a giant wall. Now, I know that it only makes it worse if you go against his orders." Said Amu, "I already knew that I would never be a normal girl."

Lea looked at her sadly and smiled, "You'll always be a normal girl to me."

"So?" Questioned Amu, "are you planning to tell me anytime soon?"

"Well, I would say my power is pretty useless…" said Utau.

"I don't care," was Amu's reply.

"My power is," began Utau, "the ability to change my eye color at will." Amu looked at the picture that was in her pocket – a girl with violet eyes – she looked up – a girl with green eyes.

"That's amazing!" exclaimed Amu. Her eyes widened and she smiled brightly as the sun started to come up.

"Really? You think? That's the first time someone said that to me!" giggled Utau.

"Come on! Let's go!" commanded Amu.

"What?! Weren't you supposed to kill me like he told you to?" inquired Utau. She was supposed to be dead by now, but Amu seemed to like Utau; she considered Utau her first friend.

"Yeah, but I don't want to. I'm sure he might forgive you if you apologize," suggested Amu.

"Maybe he will," responded Utau and they smiled. The sun rose as they started to walk along the red soil. After returning to the faculty building, the two went to speak with the man. "Please forgive my actions, sir" begged Utau. The man only ignored her and looked at Amu.

"Didn't I tell you to kill it?! Amu, you clearly know what I demanded! Now, because of you, I have to get my hands dirty!" he bellowed, slapping Amu as she fell to the floor.

"STOP IT!" screamed Utau, before the man grabbed her hair. "Stop, please.." she cried. The man didn't care about what she wanted or what she said. He wanted her dead and that was what he was getting.

He pulled out a knife from his pocket and stabbed Utau in the neck – crying – and tossed her at Amu. Amu's eyes widened as she stared at the lifeless body of Utau. "I like flowers – roses to be exact – blue ones. I've n-never seen one before." Those were her last words.

"That wasn't that hard, now was it?" the man grinned, walking away – leaving Amu all alone once more. Her tears spilled on top of the bloody floor.

"This was all my fault."