Yes, the long awaited (yeah, right) epilogue to "Once Upon Forever," is finally out! Well, at least part 1 is!
Dedication: To Maggie for helping me edit this! And also to all of you who read and reviewed all the parts of "Once Upon Forever"!
~*Once Upon Forever: Epilogue: Part 1*~
~*Normal Point of View*~
Sighing, a girl with long, blond hair pushed the door to her apartment open, throwing the contents in her arms onto an empty counter.
Pushing her hair away from her face, she kicked the door closed and turned to sorting through her groceries.
"Alexia!" a familiar voice greeted her, sending tingles up and down her spine.
She turned, surveying her boyfriend and fiancée. Wearing jeans and a T-shirt, his black hair was arranged in spikes.
She giggled. "We're alone, Matt! No need to call me by my alias!"
He grinned. "Mimi, then."
She sighed and reached a hand up to her hair. "I still can't get used to blond hair," she announced."
Matt sighed as well. "Mimi, it's been that way for almost a year. And besides," he added, his voice filling with teasing offence. "What's wrong with blond hair?"
Mimi giggled again. A second later, it turned into a mournful sigh.
Matt knew that she was thinking back on their lives. He let her think.
~*Mimi's point of view*~
It was just so bizarre. Insane. Crazy. Whatever you want to call it.
After that last fight, we had left, Matt and I. Had started over.
We were in France, now. Paris, to be exact. I had always wanted to go to Paris.
We had had to change everything about us. Our names. Our appearance. Our personalities.
I was now Alexia Malibey. My beautiful brown hair that I used to wear loose was now blond and almost always braided. With the help of colored contacts, my eyes were now a dark blue.
I had told Matt that changing our eye color had been going a little far. But he had insisted. Had said that we must take no chances.
So we had changed everything.
Where Mimi Tachikawa had loved the color pink, Alexia hated it. Now, blue was my favorite color. Where Mimi had been outgoing and loud, Alexia Malibey was shy and silent.
Which used to be a very difficult thing for me to pull off.
I had wanted to use the name Sarah, that of my younger sister. Sarah had been the one to warn me. To save me from being captured, I guess. But Alexia sounds so much more foreign, don't you think?
As said before, playing the part of Alexia used to be so difficult. My alias was so different from the real me.
But now it isn't. I've just gotten so used to it.
But who was the real me, anymore? Mimi Tachikawa, girl who lived forever, whom I could only really be, around Matt? Or Alexia Malibey, the normal girl, whom I was around everyone else?
I was just afraid that there may soon cease to exist a Mimi Tachikawa, and in her place would forever live Alexia Malibey.
~*Matt's Point of View*~
Dimitri. Dimitri, with black hair and eyes. Dimitri. Couldn't I have changed my name to something like…I don't know…Sam? Something short and simple? No. Mimi had to insist on Dimitri.
I was in Paris, of course. Also Mimi's idea. I had been willing to let Mimi handle most of the facts of our future.
Until she chose the name Dimitri.
Not that it was a bad name. It just sounded…I don't know, foreign. And kind of long. I liked Matt. Or Sam. Sam would have worked.
But it had made her happy. And that was what I had wanted.
I had always been silent and cold. But now even more so. I had totally withdrawn from society.
Mimi said that I should become outgoing…go for the Goth look! But silent and moody was so much easier for me to act. People viewed me as totally heartless…except with it came to Mimi.
I did kind of go for the Goth look…I dressed in totally black. Black shirt, black pants, black hair, black eyes, right down to black shoes and socks! And, now that I think of it…I'm also wearing black underwear. Not that I checked, or anything.
"Matt? Matt…" with an annoyed tone of voice, Mimi waved her hand in front of my face. "Earth to Matt…"
"Earth? Who says I'm Earth?" I joked back.
Mimi giggled. "You've been totally ignoring me for the last five minutes!"
I looked up. "Oh. Sorry."
"Oh Sorry?" she screeched. This soon turned into a laugh.
I smiled. It was good to hear her laugh again.
* * *
~*Joe's Point of View*~
I heard myself sigh in releif. Another long day of work was over. My days were filled to over flowing. So many people needed a doctor's care…
In case you can't tell, I'm in Africa. Helping all those homeless people. It's like I've finally found my place, or something. Or something.
I've totally lost track of all my friends. Except for Izzy. We had all agreed to keep in touch with at least one person, just in case something happened.
I hadn't wanted to change my name too much, so I had gone with Joel. Joel Mercaadees. The little kids call me Doctor Car…I can't get through to them that it's Mercaadees, not Mercedes!
I hadn't changed my hair or eyes color or anything…I had cut my hair, though.
And where I had always been…well, I guess you could say a wimp, I now had to act the part of a brave man. Very hard, if you ask me. Though it is nice to act all tough, for a change.
And you know what those kids have made me do? Put on stilts and a clown costume. As if I weren't already tall enough.
* * *
~*Sora's point of View*~
"Ah! Hot! Hot! HOT!" Tai was waving his hands around in the air, spaghetti dangling from his open mouth, hot sauce dripping over his chin. His eyes were large and watery. Not being able to stand it, he jumped to his feet, dancing around from one foot to the other.
"Water! WATER!" he grabbed a full glass, throwing it over his hair. It didn't seem to work. He reached for my glass with one hand, still dancing around. Not exactly a smart idea…but hey, Tai's not the sharpest person in the world! The combination of water glass and not-so-fancy dance steps caused the water to slosh all over the front of my new shirt.
Did I mention what he did with his other hand? Grabbed his fork and shoveled more hot spaghetti into his mouth. How stupid can you get?
I sighed and lay down my fork, rolling my eyes at him. Picking up my fork, I continued to push the spaghetti back and forth, back and forth. Then I lay it down again, hiding my face in my hands.
"Ricardo!" I moaned, using his alias. "I told you it was hot! This happens every time we come here! Which just so happens to be every day! You never listen to me!"
"That's the point!" he argued, reaching for another forkful of hot pasta. "And besides…I was so mez…mess…mes…you know what I mean…by your beauty to listen!"
I sighed. "You mean 'mesmerized'?"
"Yes! That's it!"
By now, the whole restaurant was staring.
"Come on! You know you love me…"
I groaned. How did I ever fall in love with him? But looking at him, I knew the answer.
"Here," I offered, passing him the extra glass of water. "And sit down! You're making scene!"
And of course, he didn't listen to me.
Did I mention that we're in Italy? After the whole thing with living forever, Tai and I took off for Italy. It was Tai's idea…you know, the food and all.
We had changed, of course. That was the whole point of moving to Italy. I was now called Isabella Soccerball. And you know what was really horrible? Tai called me Isa. Isa Soccerball. Damn Tai! I should never have let him name us! I fought for the last name of Tennisball, but it just didn't work!
Isabella. Such a big leap from Sora.
And Tai was Ricardo Soccerball. Yes, we were married. Though we had stopped aging at sixteen, by normal standards we were now almost19.
My hair was still the same color…except that it now hung to my waist. It had a different style, of course. But I had changed my eyes to be a fiery red, as well. I know…not exactly natural. But once again, Tai had insisted. And once Tai gets an idea, don't try to talk him out of it. He'll win, eventually.
That's why he was still eating hot spaghetti.
Tai had changed, as well. He had refused to cut his hair…as in, almost killed me when I suggested it. But it was blue…
My personality hadn't changed any…and neither had Tai's. We both played on soccer teams, and I swam and played tennis as well.
At least I had that much of my old life.
* * *
~*Izzy's point of View*~
"No! NO! You convert the hadeofler into raeflose, then turn it into foeclot! Not the other way around!" I exclaimed to my computer class.
Couldn't they understand? Weren't my definitions of hadeofler, raeflose, and foeclot good enough? I mean, yeah, I made up the words…but still…
"Um…Mr. Hadeofler, can you go through that again?"
"Well, first you take the hadeofler…you do know what that is, don't you?"
"Your last name?"
"Well, yes…but it also means…(insert long, unexplainable definition here), so, I decided to name it after me."
What a change, huh? From Koushiro Izumi to Zacharias Hadeofler. Hey, it sounded technical.
I had changed a lot…not just my name. As in, blond hair, azure eyes, darker skin, and jeans and a T-shirt. I also wore those high shoes to make me look taller than I really am. And no! They're NOT platforms!
My personality was the same, though. I could never get rid of my technicality. I tried…I really did! I just couldn't do it!
Really!
* * *
~*Kari's point of View*~
Ireland was wonderful…it really was. But why couldn't it stop raining? Because one thing I knew…Raina Anne McCloud hated rain.
I sighed, and TK reached for my hand. The movie on TV continued to play, and it was already 2 in the morning.
What? We didn't have to go to school or anything!
"So, Raina Anne," TK teased in a fake, yet sexy, Irish accent. "Enjoying the movie? Hey, Lassie?"
I smiled. "Yes, Aaron McDalf," I teased back.
Because those were our new names. Raina Anne McCloud, an Aaron McDalf.
We stayed mainly the same…same appearance, same personalities…because, let's face. We didn't leave the house too often. To many good TV shows on! According to TK, that is.
I turned my attention back to the movie, then looked back at TK. He had fallen asleep. Slumping against the back of the couch. I could see his eyes moving under his eyelids, so I knew he must be dreaming.
I just wondered what he was dreaming about.
~*TK's point of View*~
"NO! I refuse!"
"Aw, come on TK! For me?" Kari begged, her eyes wide and pleading.
I sighed in disgust, looking down at the green, pointy hat that I held in my hands. "No! I'll look like an idiot!"
"No you won't! You'll look so cute! Like…like…like a leprechaun!"
"Look, Kari, I've already got the shoes with bells on the toes. I'm NOT wearing the hat!"
"But we're in Ireland! You have to be a leprechaun!"
"No!" I turned away.
"I said…you have to be a leprechaun!"
I turned back around. Kari no longer stood before me. Instead, was a man I'd never met before, yet I knew he was evil. And as I watched, he grabbed Kari and stabbed a long, sharp knife into her body.
I woke up sweating. "Kari?" I asked cautiously. "Kari, where are you?"
But she wasn't there. All I could see was…
Two shadows. One dragging the other away.
To be continued…
Okay, so there are going to be two parts…don't worry! The second part should be out soon!
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