AUTHOR'S NOTE: 05/28/09
DEAR GOLLY GOOD GOSH
this was a LOOONNGGG chapter to type, and I'm sorry that it took so long,
I'm ashamed to say that I fell out of my FC obsession, but now I'm totally into it
again and I'm gonna sit down and finish this story!
I'll have more up soon, so please keep reading, and thanks for all the support.
Helga sat on the train in silence, her head leaning against the cold window.
With her, she took her drawing pad, and some colored pencils. She hadn't even finished one sketch of her childhood picture, because her mind was some where kept thinking about the dream that she had the night before, about the clear blue oceans. the green hills and the mand standing beside her.
When she thought about him, the nameless man, her heart ached, but in an almost happy way. She wanted to remember who he was, which was why she had called Chitto last night, asking if it was alright for her to come was delighted to hear from her, and was happy to hear that she would be coming on the first train in.
Helga was hoping that her dear friend could fill in some of the gaps in her memory. Last night over the phone Chitto had also comforted her while she told him of the squabble that she and Kilik he had also offered her a place to stay for a few days, jsut to give them both time to cool off.
When seh stepped off the train, the first person she saw was Chitto.
"Helga!" he ran over and gave his old friend a warm hug.
"Wow Chitto! You've gotten so much taller!" Helga ruffled his hair. At nineteen, Chitto had gotten taller since the last time she saw him. His hair had gotten darker also, and his skin slightly tan from working in the sun.
On the way to Chitto's house, the two of them talked about what they had been doing with their lives since leaving the orphanage.
" If you're taking the day off who is watching the students?" He asked
" a friend of mine is." She didn't want to admit that she trusted the ill tempered Kilik with something as important as watching over her students while she was away." So what have you been doing all this time"
" I've been on my own for about a year now. I work as clerk at a food stand in town"
"Is that so?" Helga smiled " Such a job suits you"
Chitto lived in a small town house, just a five minute walk away from the busiest parts of the showing Helga to the guest room, the two sat down for tea in the dining room.
"So what can I do for you Helga?Surely there is another reason why you've decided to visit"
Helga was silent for a moment, before pulling out some pictures from her hand bag"
"Actually, Chitto, I was hoping you could tell me what this picture means" She placed her pictures on the table in front of Chitto. When he saw them,he turned pale."
"I-I didn't know you stiill had this picture" Chitto picked it up and looked at it for a long time.
"Well? Can you tell me anything about it.?
Chitto stood up "I can. But Helga, there's a sad history behind it. If I tell you, you might end up only being you think you will be able to handle it?"
She thought about it for a moment, then decided that nothing would kill her more than the anxiety she felt then. With a nod, Chitto went upstairs. and into the was somewhat scared about what Chitto might , he came back down, carrying a small, but thick, leather journal.
"What's that?" she asked, as he once again took a seat.
"I made a point to record everything, at your request. From the day we ran away from the orphanage, up until I turned sixteen." He opened up the jornal to the first page, and handed it to Helga." You can just skim through it, There are even drawings that you did of every one, before you lost your memory".
As she thumbed through, she read names and saw faces, that seemed distantly familiar to her.
Thoma,Agi,Soreto,Hasumodai,Taruranto,Hiisuma, wonder,Mel,Soran,Sesu,Dumas
Soran...
Helga froze when she read the name a second time. Her heart felt like it had twisted itself into a complex knot.
She turned the page, and instead of words, there were drawings. She recognized Thoma right away, and the memories of the white haired children were slowly coming back to drawing, made her heart sink.
A girl sitting in a glass capsule, with no expression on her face."
Tina....
"Chitto, what does all this have to do with that picture?" She handed the notebook back to him, to afraid to look at it anymore. Instead, he flipped it to a certain page and handed it back to her.
"So the white haired children took us from the Clairemont Sanitorium, to
an old destroyed house in the middle of the anything remained,
just the floor boards,covered in moss, and an old gate, that squeaked if
weight was put on just just stood there, her arm slowly opening
and closing the gate.
We stood there all day, while Agi told Helga of her past life, as
Serafine, and Christina. and then as Tina. Helga was talking to herself,
almost whispering bits and pieces of her past..."
"Ti...Na..." Helga felt tears roll down her cheeks, without remembering them ever coming to her eyes.
"Helga, you were curious, so I've told you, back then you were only eleven, but Agi and the others,they told you who you really were"
" I was... Princess Tina..." she held the note book even tighter in her quivering hands.
"You can continue reading if you want, " Chitto stood again " I'll make us some tea."
"Chitto..."
"Yes?"
"... thank you for keeping this" she said while she continued reading " these are things... that probably should never be forgotten" She only said that because she didn't want to forget.
Not teh Scientists, Thoma, Sesu, or
Soran...
Chitto went to bed earlier than Helga did, only because she stayed awake, sitting in the guest bedroom, staring at the night sky through the any of the stars were visible,because of the city lights.
Helga flipped through the jornal again, re-reading the entries that spoke of didn't know how to take it all in, but slowly, her memory was returning to her. She remembered living on Greecia, how she had come to be on earth, and how she ahd met all the kind people that she had.
Aanon, Jim, and Thoma.
Helga wanted nothing more than to talk to Thoma about all of this. But over the years he had fallen out of contact with her. Chances were that he had probably left the island where his parents had lived, in search of work or something else.
Outside, the wind had picked up, and rattled the windows of the house. The sudden noise made Helga jump. The trees across the street blew their leaves around, and in the shadows, Helga thought she saw some one watching her.
"Good morning Hel-"Chitto opend the door to Helga's room, but stopped short of entering.
She stood facing the window, her long hair untied, flowing in locks of silver down her back.
"H-Helga?" Chitto took a step through the door, and she turned to face him, looking straight at him with deep blue eyes that he had not seen in twelve years. "Helga, your eyes, and your hair?!"
She ran her hand through her silver head. " It all came back to me." her voice shook : now I know what I need to do." Chitto looked downm and saw that Helga's bag was at her feet, all packed up.
"What will you do?" he asked
"I'm going to Kokkuri Island, to find Thoma."
Chitto sighed. Just the way she tried to stop her shakey voice, was a sign of her determination.
"Alright" he said " but I think I'm going to come with you, just like before" He smiled,
and Tina Smiled back.
"Thank you Chitto"
END CHAPTER 4