I walked wearily down the street back to Toulouse's apartment after a
long day of dress rehearsals. Henri (his first name) had graciously offered
to share his apartment with me and Abbs- and I'd accepted gladly. I really
enjoyed his company too, most people called him Toulouse, but I called him
Henri. We were getting very close these days, it perked me up just to think
of him, and I walked a bit quicker.
It was just too bad that Abby hadn't been around to see all the changes. After a few days I realized that it might have been better to make her wait awhile before running off to nowhere. She might have changed her mind. And certainly she never should have left alone in Montmarte in the evening! I didn't pay attention to where I was walking as I thought about it, much less the fact that it was evening and I was in Montmarte, worrying that something had happened or that she was hurt or worse! What if she got home? How would I ever know? Would I just have to worry forever?!
I walked along obliviously, distressing myself over my ignorance. (Henri wanted to walk me home but I, stupid, even though I wanted to accept and chat with him on the way home, decided to walk by myself. I guess I hoped to see Abby)
"DOKO ATASHI_WA NO ABBY_O DESU?" (Where is Abby?) I screamed, throwing my head up and flinging my arms out, demanding the answer from the sky, the horrible cold stars squeezing tears from me. I hate stars.
My efforts weren't entirely futile, they just went horrifyingly bad. Not only did Abby not appear and wipe the tears from my eyes, but two odd looking men heard the feminine scream and emerged from dark alleys, moving toward me. As I was alone in Montmarte at night, I didn't think they could exactly have good intentions.
Oh no, I thought in horror, here I was worrying about her when I'm the one in danger! I looked around and saw that I was only about a house away from Toulouse and Christian's apartment building. The men were getting closer, and I started running. Running and crying, and calling out for anyone to help me, anyone!
"Toulouse! Christine! Satine! Satie! ABBY! HELP ME!" I sobbed, running wildly toward the apartment, not being able to see it because of the tears blocking my vision.
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Back in her own bed in 2002, Abby heard me.
She had uneventfully found a rent in time in which she could travel home, but when she got there, she missed Alaina terribly. And, she had to admit, she missed Montmarte just as much. She was so much in shock about it working that she didn't even flirt with Christian! She had come back to find her body only "mostly dead" and, under the guise of one of Maxie's miracles, had slipped back in. But now all she wanted was to go back! Alaina's body was all dead, so she couldn't come. It was up to Abby to go back there if they were ever to meet again. Inigo had been so relieved that both Abby and Alaina were safe, though in different times, she hadn't the heart to tell them she wanted to leave again!
But then she heard Alaina call. She heard the voice in her head as clear as anything, sharp with sorrow and fear and desperation. Abby knew better than to ignore her best friend. She came.
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I felt cold grimy hands grab my arm just as Abby got there.
"ALAINA!!!" Abby yelled, panicked to see thugs gaining on her heartsister and grabbing her! Fury welled within her and exploded, expending itself in ways she had never before known she was capable of. Unseeable vines of her soul reaching from her wrapped themselves around me. Good, I thought sleepily, Abby's here, so I'm safe now.
"You... get... away.. from her! Or I swear I'll kill you." Abby intoned harshly in a many-layered voice that I didn't recognize, her long hair fanning around her without help from wind.
The men who now had jointly grabbed both my arms and held me motionless with my head hanging down in shame and anger let go, chuckling, to let me fall to my knees. I watched through the hair that cascaded down over my eyes, Abby's vines supporting me. Then they moved toward Abby. I couldn't see the changes in her, had no way of knowing the power she had and the ability she now had to protect herself, because I had not yet awakened to my part of it, but I knew she was in danger. Something snapped, and I was as wide awake as I'd ever be. A matching energy rushed out of me as I stood, propelled by the simple motivation of protecting her, and by the vines, vines of my soul that I stretched toward her. The situation changed as we looked across at each other, noting our twinned auras and vines, magic that was supported by each other, that could not exist apart. Faint memories linked our minds, remembrance that once we were one, our souls had each split from a single soul. Whose, we didn't know, and didn't care, any such memories would only make our present life difficult. As we discovered these things and the vines and auras grew thicker, trying to join the halves of the soul together again, our hair become long and deeply black, gently settling back down to hang at our knees. Our eyes become a startling green and our bodies morphed, taking on the same form. No, stop! The power was supposed to recede back inside us!
Not anymore, shrieked an unfamiliar voice inside us.
We weren't there anymore; instead an unknown girl inhabited both our bodies. We hadn't expected that!
You mean I didn't expect that, she thought smugly as we disappeared inside of her.
The men no longer mattered, they were insects, nothings. But, stupid creatures they were, they ignored the obvious and dramatic changes from the brown hair to deep raven, the varied brown and hazel eyes to the piercing green, the different forms changing entirely until we appeared exactly the same. They kept coming toward her, grinning, until finally she deigned to notice them. With a flick of her hand, she sent them flying to the backways they had sprung from, never taking her eyes from the identical ones across from her.
Both of her bodies looked up and she thought, I love the stars.
The girls walked gracefully into Toulouse's apartment, both dressed identically in black gowns that accentuated their eye-catching green eyes and vivid noir hair.
"Hello Toulouse," she said serenely, "I am home from rehearsal, and I have brought Abby with me."
It was just too bad that Abby hadn't been around to see all the changes. After a few days I realized that it might have been better to make her wait awhile before running off to nowhere. She might have changed her mind. And certainly she never should have left alone in Montmarte in the evening! I didn't pay attention to where I was walking as I thought about it, much less the fact that it was evening and I was in Montmarte, worrying that something had happened or that she was hurt or worse! What if she got home? How would I ever know? Would I just have to worry forever?!
I walked along obliviously, distressing myself over my ignorance. (Henri wanted to walk me home but I, stupid, even though I wanted to accept and chat with him on the way home, decided to walk by myself. I guess I hoped to see Abby)
"DOKO ATASHI_WA NO ABBY_O DESU?" (Where is Abby?) I screamed, throwing my head up and flinging my arms out, demanding the answer from the sky, the horrible cold stars squeezing tears from me. I hate stars.
My efforts weren't entirely futile, they just went horrifyingly bad. Not only did Abby not appear and wipe the tears from my eyes, but two odd looking men heard the feminine scream and emerged from dark alleys, moving toward me. As I was alone in Montmarte at night, I didn't think they could exactly have good intentions.
Oh no, I thought in horror, here I was worrying about her when I'm the one in danger! I looked around and saw that I was only about a house away from Toulouse and Christian's apartment building. The men were getting closer, and I started running. Running and crying, and calling out for anyone to help me, anyone!
"Toulouse! Christine! Satine! Satie! ABBY! HELP ME!" I sobbed, running wildly toward the apartment, not being able to see it because of the tears blocking my vision.
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Back in her own bed in 2002, Abby heard me.
She had uneventfully found a rent in time in which she could travel home, but when she got there, she missed Alaina terribly. And, she had to admit, she missed Montmarte just as much. She was so much in shock about it working that she didn't even flirt with Christian! She had come back to find her body only "mostly dead" and, under the guise of one of Maxie's miracles, had slipped back in. But now all she wanted was to go back! Alaina's body was all dead, so she couldn't come. It was up to Abby to go back there if they were ever to meet again. Inigo had been so relieved that both Abby and Alaina were safe, though in different times, she hadn't the heart to tell them she wanted to leave again!
But then she heard Alaina call. She heard the voice in her head as clear as anything, sharp with sorrow and fear and desperation. Abby knew better than to ignore her best friend. She came.
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I felt cold grimy hands grab my arm just as Abby got there.
"ALAINA!!!" Abby yelled, panicked to see thugs gaining on her heartsister and grabbing her! Fury welled within her and exploded, expending itself in ways she had never before known she was capable of. Unseeable vines of her soul reaching from her wrapped themselves around me. Good, I thought sleepily, Abby's here, so I'm safe now.
"You... get... away.. from her! Or I swear I'll kill you." Abby intoned harshly in a many-layered voice that I didn't recognize, her long hair fanning around her without help from wind.
The men who now had jointly grabbed both my arms and held me motionless with my head hanging down in shame and anger let go, chuckling, to let me fall to my knees. I watched through the hair that cascaded down over my eyes, Abby's vines supporting me. Then they moved toward Abby. I couldn't see the changes in her, had no way of knowing the power she had and the ability she now had to protect herself, because I had not yet awakened to my part of it, but I knew she was in danger. Something snapped, and I was as wide awake as I'd ever be. A matching energy rushed out of me as I stood, propelled by the simple motivation of protecting her, and by the vines, vines of my soul that I stretched toward her. The situation changed as we looked across at each other, noting our twinned auras and vines, magic that was supported by each other, that could not exist apart. Faint memories linked our minds, remembrance that once we were one, our souls had each split from a single soul. Whose, we didn't know, and didn't care, any such memories would only make our present life difficult. As we discovered these things and the vines and auras grew thicker, trying to join the halves of the soul together again, our hair become long and deeply black, gently settling back down to hang at our knees. Our eyes become a startling green and our bodies morphed, taking on the same form. No, stop! The power was supposed to recede back inside us!
Not anymore, shrieked an unfamiliar voice inside us.
We weren't there anymore; instead an unknown girl inhabited both our bodies. We hadn't expected that!
You mean I didn't expect that, she thought smugly as we disappeared inside of her.
The men no longer mattered, they were insects, nothings. But, stupid creatures they were, they ignored the obvious and dramatic changes from the brown hair to deep raven, the varied brown and hazel eyes to the piercing green, the different forms changing entirely until we appeared exactly the same. They kept coming toward her, grinning, until finally she deigned to notice them. With a flick of her hand, she sent them flying to the backways they had sprung from, never taking her eyes from the identical ones across from her.
Both of her bodies looked up and she thought, I love the stars.
The girls walked gracefully into Toulouse's apartment, both dressed identically in black gowns that accentuated their eye-catching green eyes and vivid noir hair.
"Hello Toulouse," she said serenely, "I am home from rehearsal, and I have brought Abby with me."