Back to the beginning we go, kind of! Today begins Meg's section of Tales Of Spring. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to have read up to at least chapter 6 of ASIS. This chapter begins with the events of chapter 6, before Meg and our beloved Anna have met, enjoy!

The large four legged creature was unrelenting in it grasp around her waist. Meg was a fair few inches above the ground as the creature held her. She looked below to see the river rushing past. Despite the strangeness of the situation Meg wasn't particularly afraid.

"Hey, do you need help miss?" She heard a voice say, filled with uncertainty.

"Nope, got everything under control here." Meg replied, unable to turn to the voice. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a flash of ginger hair move from her side to behind her... or was it auburn?

The voice questioned again, "Are you sure? You look like you could be in a bit of trouble."

"Look it's really nice of you to offer but I quite clearly know what I'm doing. Otherwise, why else would I let myself be captured by a made up creature?" Meg Tried to turn to the voice again. The voice was so soft she couldn't even tell what gender of the voices owner.

She turned to face the monster. It snarled as it's huge mouth opened, Meg yawned. "MEGARA!" It shouted in an angry voice. Meg felt herself jump as her dream had been rudely interrupted by the slamming of her textbook in front of her. She looked up to see who would have done such a thing. Her eyes didn't have to drift far up until she saw a red faced, fat, bald little man with teeth bared. Ugh, the river monster was more pleasing to look at. Mr Meliboea, or 'Phil' he liked to be called; though students often mocked him as 'Philoctites' referring to the large cup size of his man breasts, stood in front of Meg.

"Philoctites" Meg replied coolly.

The little man turned a deeper shade of red with his rage, a hint of embarrassment flashing over his face at the use of the nickname. The red faced man was keen to embarrass the smug brunette with a mocking smile on her lips. "Would you be as so kind to tell the class what the equation, which we have been studying for the hour, does?"

Meg watched the equally smug smile creep upon the teachers face. Please. Pretty sure I could win this argument without being woken. She glanced at the answer to the large equation on the board, it read '9001'. "The large number would indicate that you've been calculating the collective boredom from your students." The class sniggered.

If it was possible for steam to be emitted from a human beings ears; Meg was pretty sure she would have seen it in that moment. The teachers face had somehow surpassed red, into it's own zone of red, people should be recording this fascinating new colour. Meg's eyes turned to the clock over teachers shoulder. Realizing that the class should have finished five minutes ago, Meg abruptly stood and headed for the door. Her teacher with the new coloured face was still staring at where Meg had been sat. His left eye was twitching.

"Clearly you need to go over the accuracy of your equation. You can't even seem to calculate the time." Meg announced as she left through the door. The rest of class shortly followed, taking Meg's absence as precedent. Phil remained standing still with his eye twitching. As Meg was hallway down the corridor he heard a loud series of high pitch noises that could only be Phil erupting from his silent anger. There may have been words in there somewhere, frankly Meg was past caring at this point. I believe we call that checkmate?

Meg sauntered down the hallway, wrapped in her own thoughts. He should have been happy I even showed up in the first place. It's not like I wanted to be there in the first place. Her thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of eyes upon her person. She looked ahead to see a group of five cheerleaders stood by the lockers. Each had the same hairstyle, make-up, even figure and all were glaring at her. It was unsettling how much they looked a like. Meg was sure if you stood them in a window they could be have been passed of as life sized dolls. "Keep staring girls, you might absorb some personality that way." Meg couldn't help the cat like grin stretch across her face and the snort of derision as she saw all five girls look away at the same time with the same look of embarrassment clear in their cheeks.

Cheerleaders, angry teachers, rides to the coffee shop in the evenings, TV, Internet. Urgh! All of it is incredibly boring, where has all the fun gone? She turned the corner to head to the exit leading to the car park. I guess The Muses keeps thing interesting, but even that's become a routine now. When was the last time I just 'went somewhere'. It was true, Meg had been feeling in a rut for a while now. She hated it whenever her life became like this, a simple routine of waking and sleeping with the same things in-between. She hadn't even been riding on her bike that much anymore. Perhaps I'll check out that ice-cream place. What's it called? Ralph's? Urgh, but there's no way I'm going by myself. Talk about depressing. Ice-cream alone with no one to talk to. While Meg had friends they were all equally as routine with their conversations at this point. The greetings followed by a question of how the other person had been doing. More questions of how her weekend had been or how her day had been. Meg was sure that she could predict each of her friends questions and responses by now, she may as well had the conversation with herself.

At least Wonder Boy kept things interesting. Hercules was always talking about the Greek heroes and gods; about the god of the underworld, Hades and his cruel ways; about Achilles and his vulnerable heel. Meg found it all interesting, but the boys stuttering and timid personality made her want to listen just to appreciate the boys adorableness. Meg sighed. Not the time to be thinking about Wonder Boy Megara... not now. Meg had begun crossing the car park at this point, she looked up to see the blossoming trees, hearing tweeting of the birds. Spring was truly a calming place to be; not like that helped her frustration of the mundane though. A familiar flash of ginger hair broke Meg's concentration. Speak of the devil.

Meg stopped to watch the large boy (seriously I still can't get used to him being that muscular and not skinny and uncertain) sideline a young girl who had been carrying a number of books in her arms. The books flew around the girl and Meg heard the boy spit a comment with a cruel tongue. Anger took a hold of Meg, making her hands curl into fists. She stepped into the ginger boys path and cleared her throat loudly. The boy froze in his tracks. "Oh, uh... Meg! What, what're you doing here?"

"Seriously, Wonder Boy? Picking on little girls now? Is that what they call 'manhood' in that tar pit you oafs call a locker room?" Meg was too disgusted to even look at the boy she once knew to be so reserved. She passed him with her eyes focused on the auburn haired girl and her scattered books. Do I know her? She seems familiar? Meg noticed the blush rising from the redhead as she approached. She's pretty cute. A smile curled at Meg's lips. You've made the entrance, slick, now add some charm. Meg leaned over to pick each of the girls books from the floor as said girl stuttered out a kind 'Thank you' when she was handed the books back.

Meg smiled at the now incredibly shy girl. "The name's Megara. Sorry about Wonder Boy, he's been a little sore ever since I ended things between us." Now seal the introduction with the charming handshake. Meg extended her hand toward the still blushing girl; who after a moment grinned and shook her hand. Meg had been surprised when she felt the strength behind the shorter girls handshake.

"My name's Anna. And don't worry about it," Meg watched the girl peek around her to glare at Hercules. "I've dealt with worse."

Meg chuckled lightly, a small smile curving her lips Not quite as timid as I thought. "Good to know. Well, Anna, see you around. Try not to bump into anymore jocks, I've heard they steal brain power through physical contact." Meg waved a careless wave in Anna's direction, heading back across the car park. I know her from somewhere. Her name is familiar. Anna... Anna, Anna Christian! Her brother is Hans. Duh! "Oh!" Meg announced, turning to face Anna once again. "I don't know how Hans is doing, but I hope he feels better soon. He was the only one of the football team I could stomach." Meg turned once again to head back across the car park. She didn't have to look at the girl to know that she had been smiling. Meg could feel it on her back. The last comment she made was the least she could do for the girl. It had been no secret that the population of the cheerleading and football teams had been cruel to Anna Christian since her brothers breakdown. Though they may possess the collective IQ that would be below the national average, that didn't stop their ability to make other people's lives a horrible place to be. Frankly, Meg was surprised that Anna hadn't visibly cracked under so much scrutiny. Though what goes on beneath is another question. There was no doubt though, Anna Christian was a strong willed person.

As Meg made her way to a tree nearby the entrance she considered two things. One, why had she crossed back across the car park, her car was parked in the opposite direction. Added effect Megara, had finish the introduction smoothly. Two, how her life had a bit more interest within it now. She watched the girl named Anna whilst leaned against the tree. The girl looked happy, Meg liked to think that she had been at least a bit responsible for the other girls happiness. The girl was cute, there was no denying. But she had a hint of excitement around her too. She certainly had much more personality than anyone else in this school. Meg then knew what she had to to do, for her own sake and for the other girls. She needed to befriend Anna Christian.

And here's me thinking that things around here were getting boring.

Out of no where, a wild chapter update appears.

Hey guys!

I hope you all enjoyed this first chapter in the section "Tales from Megara". I had so much fun writing this chapter! I don't usually write from a characters POV who has so much confidence as Meg. I enjoyed being able to dip into a bit of cheeky back chat that I would have never been able to say in my school days. The confidence and the jokes allowed me to give this chapter a much more light-hearted feel. Though there were still elements of seriousness scattered throughout the chapter. I think a bit of playfulness is needed after the some what serious tone of the Gerda section. I'm hoping to continue this theme of light-hearted fun throughout this section. I also hope to include more interaction from Anna in this section, I noticed that Gerda's section didn't have much direct interaction from the ASIS protagonists.

Tales from Megara is looking like it'll be around three to four chapters long, though I am leaning more towards four at this point. I have a couple of ideas where to take this section. The section after this one is a long way off at this point so I'll consider who the next POV will be around the last Meg chapter. As for now, my concentration will be about 90% on this section.

Moving onward to personal-ish news. My workload has decreased a bunch over the past few days, so I'll hopefully be able to publish updates a bit faster than I originally planned, hence the four day early update! I would also like to shamelessly plug my tumblr 'umbra-sedent-mortis' (I believe you search that and I should pop up, Elsa is my cover). I have no idea about how that websites community functions, but I hear it's pretty popular with the fanfic community so I'm giving it a shot. I'll discuss some fluffy stuff and some serious stuff on there and you guys can post me a question about Tales of Spring or other stuff if you would like to pass the time a bit! I'll probably be updating my fanfic profile around every three to four days talking about upcoming stuff for Tales of Spring, so hop on over once in a while if you want to stay updated on my update schedule. As for now, I'm aiming for around a week on Friday for my next Tales of Spring Update.

Anyway, thank you all for reading! I hope you enjoyed the change of pace and all!

Umbra Mortis