Guess what! This is my first fanfic! I guess I'm supposed to say that I don't own these characters, nor do I have any affiliation with their owners.
Anyway, here it is, and please, let me know if you like it!
Chapter One:
A New Beginning
She woke up at the exact place it had all started, when she had collapsed on the
hills near the cliff shortly before Serge had arrived. She had never figured out why she
had collapsed, but when she had woken up, she had heard the argument between Karsh and Serge,
and had decided to step in. But now, waking up in that same spot, she worried that it had
all a dream, and that surprised her. That she would be worried that such a horrible
experience was a dream, it made no sense. But she quickly realized why. It was because of
Serge. During her adventures with him, she had grown to love him, and she did not want to
let that all to have just been an overactive imagination.
But her worries were forgotten when she bent down to a nearby stream to wash her
face of, and noticed a difference in the reflection. The two white triangles that had always
striped her cheeks were gone! They weren't there anymore! But how, she thought to herself,
*How could they just have disappeared*? That's when she realized that it hadn't all been
a dream. She really had been reunited with Schala. That must be the cause of their disappearance.
*And that means that Serge must be alive too*, she thought excitedly. She immediately jumped up
and ran in the direction of Arni village.
On her way there, she wondered, would he remember her, too? She hadn't thought that she
would remember any of it, but there she was, running toward Arni, as fast a she could. She
silently prayed that he would remember her.
When she arrived at Arni, she noticed how a few people seemed to be gathered around
Serge's house, with worried looks on their faces. Among them was that annoying girl, Leena,
looking especially worried. Something's happened to him, she worried. I should have run faster!
She pushed her way to the middle of the crowed, and was about to ask what was going
on, when Serge's mother, Marge came out. She smiled as she looked at the crowd. "Don't worry,"
she said, "Serge will be all right. He insists that he's perfectly fine, but I'm making him
stay in bed, to rest."
Kid let out a breath she hadn't known she was holding, and relaxed. He must have gone
through the same thing she had. People started shouting out questions to Marge. She heard the
usuals: what happened to him, are you sure he's all right, When will he be able to get back to
work, so on and so on. But Kid asked the one question no one else had.
"May I talk to him?" Everybody in the crowd turned to this new stranger. *What business
does she have, talking to him*, they wondered. And most curious of them all, was Leena.
*Who is she*, she wondered.
She was about to ask her, when Marge saved her the trouble. "I'll have to go ask him,"
she said, giving Kid a strange look. "May I ask who is asking to speak with him?"
Which name should I tell her, she wondered. "Kid," she said aloud. She noticed that
Leena's eyes grew bigger at the sound of her name. Maybe Serge asked about me when he woke up!
"I'll be right back," answered Marge, and she disappeared back into the house. They
could here an exchange of words, and then someone suddenly running towards the door. The door
burst open, and Serge stood there, looking over the crowed with a look of excitement over his
face. He spotted Kid in the midst of them, and ran forward, people scattering to make way for
him. He finally reached her, and grabbed her in the tightest hug she had ever been in her whole
life. She gladly reciprocated.
"You remembered me," she said, her face buried in his shoulder. She felt tears starting
to run down her face, wetting his shirt. She didn't care, she just wanted to hold him, and
never let him go. She hadn't realized how much he had meant to her. She had never cried
about anything before, not since Lucca had disappeared. But this time, the tears were different.
They were tears of joy, and not sadness. "I'm never going to let you go again!"
She felt drops fall on her head, and looked up. Serge was crying as well, but she could
tell that they were tears of joy also. She smiled back at him, and in that brief moment,
everything just clicked. She realized were she needed to be, and were she wanted to be, were
finally the same place. Right here. In his arms. For the rest of her life.
Then, as they stood there, looking at each other, she leaned forward, and they kissed.
Notes: That's it! Hope you liked it. Please send Q&C to Vegito1000@hotmail.com
Anyway, here it is, and please, let me know if you like it!
Chapter One:
A New Beginning
She woke up at the exact place it had all started, when she had collapsed on the
hills near the cliff shortly before Serge had arrived. She had never figured out why she
had collapsed, but when she had woken up, she had heard the argument between Karsh and Serge,
and had decided to step in. But now, waking up in that same spot, she worried that it had
all a dream, and that surprised her. That she would be worried that such a horrible
experience was a dream, it made no sense. But she quickly realized why. It was because of
Serge. During her adventures with him, she had grown to love him, and she did not want to
let that all to have just been an overactive imagination.
But her worries were forgotten when she bent down to a nearby stream to wash her
face of, and noticed a difference in the reflection. The two white triangles that had always
striped her cheeks were gone! They weren't there anymore! But how, she thought to herself,
*How could they just have disappeared*? That's when she realized that it hadn't all been
a dream. She really had been reunited with Schala. That must be the cause of their disappearance.
*And that means that Serge must be alive too*, she thought excitedly. She immediately jumped up
and ran in the direction of Arni village.
On her way there, she wondered, would he remember her, too? She hadn't thought that she
would remember any of it, but there she was, running toward Arni, as fast a she could. She
silently prayed that he would remember her.
When she arrived at Arni, she noticed how a few people seemed to be gathered around
Serge's house, with worried looks on their faces. Among them was that annoying girl, Leena,
looking especially worried. Something's happened to him, she worried. I should have run faster!
She pushed her way to the middle of the crowed, and was about to ask what was going
on, when Serge's mother, Marge came out. She smiled as she looked at the crowd. "Don't worry,"
she said, "Serge will be all right. He insists that he's perfectly fine, but I'm making him
stay in bed, to rest."
Kid let out a breath she hadn't known she was holding, and relaxed. He must have gone
through the same thing she had. People started shouting out questions to Marge. She heard the
usuals: what happened to him, are you sure he's all right, When will he be able to get back to
work, so on and so on. But Kid asked the one question no one else had.
"May I talk to him?" Everybody in the crowd turned to this new stranger. *What business
does she have, talking to him*, they wondered. And most curious of them all, was Leena.
*Who is she*, she wondered.
She was about to ask her, when Marge saved her the trouble. "I'll have to go ask him,"
she said, giving Kid a strange look. "May I ask who is asking to speak with him?"
Which name should I tell her, she wondered. "Kid," she said aloud. She noticed that
Leena's eyes grew bigger at the sound of her name. Maybe Serge asked about me when he woke up!
"I'll be right back," answered Marge, and she disappeared back into the house. They
could here an exchange of words, and then someone suddenly running towards the door. The door
burst open, and Serge stood there, looking over the crowed with a look of excitement over his
face. He spotted Kid in the midst of them, and ran forward, people scattering to make way for
him. He finally reached her, and grabbed her in the tightest hug she had ever been in her whole
life. She gladly reciprocated.
"You remembered me," she said, her face buried in his shoulder. She felt tears starting
to run down her face, wetting his shirt. She didn't care, she just wanted to hold him, and
never let him go. She hadn't realized how much he had meant to her. She had never cried
about anything before, not since Lucca had disappeared. But this time, the tears were different.
They were tears of joy, and not sadness. "I'm never going to let you go again!"
She felt drops fall on her head, and looked up. Serge was crying as well, but she could
tell that they were tears of joy also. She smiled back at him, and in that brief moment,
everything just clicked. She realized were she needed to be, and were she wanted to be, were
finally the same place. Right here. In his arms. For the rest of her life.
Then, as they stood there, looking at each other, she leaned forward, and they kissed.
Notes: That's it! Hope you liked it. Please send Q&C to Vegito1000@hotmail.com