Author's Note - Hello! It's been a while since I last worked on ANY of my
fanfics. I'm so sorry for keeping anyone waiting! But because of some
reviews, I have decided to continue this fic! ^-^ I'd like to thank my
reviewers who I would gladly name if I could. but since fanfic.net isn't
working for me right now, I cannot. So sorry to everyone. and if my
memory recalls clearly, someone requested for me to state the children and
whom they belong to. well, here it is.
Seifer/Quistis - Kahyan
Squall/Rinoa - Vince, Ris-ta
Irvine/Selphie - Derrick, Nia
Zell/Leah - no children
Okay, now to continue on!
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"We are gathered here today, as we mourn for the departure of a loved one. She was a wonderful person. She was never seen unhappy or sad. She was the one you could count on to cheer you up. As a sister, she was more than one. Even between petty rivalries of siblinghood, she was the one I could also talk to if I had any problem, something highly unusually for an older brother to do. As a daughter, she was more than helpful, not only would she voluntarily help my parents with cleaning or decorating, she would add extra tidbits to surprise us. I remember on my tenth birthday, I wanted a sniper gun, but my parents told me I was too young to have one. So Nia made a cardboard one and 'borrowed' some bullets from father's Exeter." Derrick chuckled slightly "She got in a heck of a lot of trouble afterwards, but she told me that she didn't regret it one bit."
There was a short pause as tears silently slid down his face. Everyone in the garden was sitting there watching a big tough guy like him cry, but it didn't matter to him nor them, they all missed Nia. Selphie's soft sobs could be heard throughout the Quad.
"Let us have a moment to pray for our departed friend, Nia Kinneas." A priest quickly said through the mic to stop the uneasy silence.
Lurking in a dark corner a dark figure cursed.
"Kinneas? Dammit, wrong one!"
* * *
Derrick, Vince, Ris-ta, and Kahyan sat at their table near the window. The one they always sat at during lunch or just whenever. Only this time, one of the seats was empty. Derrick had laid his head down, and the girls were watching him as tears streamed down their cheeks. Vince was in disbelief.
"I don't believe it. I don't believe at all!" Vince finally blurted out. "There's no way Nia would just kill herself! I don't believe it!"
"I don't either. but that's what Dr. Kadowaki said when she examined Nia. she said 'this was self-inflicted'". Ris-ta recalled through tears and sobs.
"I know Nia the best, she would not do such a stupid thing like that. And don't you remember? We all heard her scream. If she was going to kill herself, don't you think she would have made is hush-hush?!" Derrick practically shouted even though his head was still down.
"I wasn't saying that she did." Ris-ta mumbled inaudibly to Derrick.
The group was silent for a while and deep in thought as they didn't notice a girl walking towards them. She had long black hair, dark brown eyes, and wore a long, plain, sleeveless, black dress with matching heels.
"I'm so. sorry." She uttered to them. All four turned their heads to her.
"It's not your fault, you needn't to be sorry." Derrick shouted at her as he stared straight into her eyes angrily. Something about her eyes sent shivers down his spine as he quickly looked away.
"What Derrick meant was that." Kahyan quickly tried to add before the girl interrupted her.
"I know exactly how he feels, and I don't blame him." The raven-haired girl placed her hand on his shoulder causing him to look at her. She smiled slightly in attempt to cheer him up, or at least get him smiling slightly. Strangely, it worked. Derrick gave her a weak smile.
Her smile widened at the sight. She began walking out the cafeteria with her hand slowly sliding off Derrick's shoulders. The others looked at her in amazement. Their eyes were wide open. How was she able to get Derrick smiling again? After all, Derrick didn't know anything about this girl. right?
"Hey Derr," Ris-ta began. "Do you know her?"
Derrick shook his head. "No, I've never seen her before."
"Oh. she must be that new transfer girl Nia told us about. The bitchy one." Kahyan recalled.
"Her? She seems sweet enough. Are you sure? Maybe she's some other girl.?" Vince spoke out. "I mean, if she was such a bitch to Nia, then why would she get Derrick smiling again?"
"Maybe she's just pretending to be nice?" Ris-ta looked at her brother as if he would know the answer.
"Well, we shouldn't judge her before we know her. isn't that right Derr?" The three turned to face Derrick, but he was gone.
* * *
"Hey, are you Nina?" Derrick called to the raven-haired girl.
She turned around and smiled at him. "Please, do call me Lucillia instead."
"So you are then." He stated coldly, his pace was quickening and Lucillia slowly began backing away. "You bitch." He spat out as if the words were acid. "You killed Nia didn't you? You're the one who stabbed her aren't you?!" Before he could let answer, he pounced like animal, knocking her to the ground with a thud. As if on cue, Kahyan, Vince, and Ris-ta ran towards them and saw the scene. More students began rushing towards the scene as Derrick tried to hit downed girl, however, she was much to fast for him as she evaded all his blows.
"I didn't kill her!" She shouted as she kicked him off her. It seemed like almost instantly, Derrick was up on his feet trying to punch her, but she dodged all of them.
"Derrick stop!!" Ris-ta shouted as she ran up to them, trying to stop Derrick. He however, could not be stopped that easily, and elbowed Ris- ta in the face, knocking her down.
"Derrick, that is enough!" Vince shouted at his friend the moment he saw him hit his sister. He quickly help Ris-ta up, who now had a bleeding nose.
"Slow!" Kahyan shouted as she cast the spell upon her friend and Lucillia. Though Derrick caught the spell on him, Lucillia seemed unaffected by the spell. Nonetheless, she did not attempt to hit Derrick back.
"What is going on here?!" Headmaster Cid finally arrived at the scene. "Everyone mind their business except you five!" He pointed at Derrick, Lucillia, Vince, Kahyan, and Ris-ta. "Come to my office. NOW." He demanded.
* * *
"Now tell me who started all of this." Cid questioned the five teens standing in his office. None of them answered, which displeased him a lot. "Ris-ta. Tell me."
"Well. sir," she began. "I'm not sure. We were sitting." Cid cut her off.
"Who is we?" He demanded angrily.
"Derrick, Vince, Kahyan, and I." Her voice trembled. None of them had seen Cid so mad before.
"Continue."
"We were sitting in the cafeteria. talking about. Nia's death. and Nina here, came over and gave her apologies to Derrick. And then we started talking about her. because Nia had told us, on the day she passed away, that Nina wasn't a very person." Ris-ta looked at Lucillia, who seemed uninterested in what she had to say.
"What do you mean?" Cid asked, frowning at Ris-ta.
"What she means, is that Nia told us that this girl." Derrick looked at Lucillia disgustedly. "Was a bitch. Nia told me that when this girl arrived, she said Nia, 'Death is upon you.' She must have been the one who killed Nia. Why in the world would any person say that to a stranger?" Derrick's voice was rising, as did his anger.
"Is this true?" Cid walked towards Lucillia and looked into her eyes, but only for a brief moment. Something about her eyes seemed like she could read his mind.
"Yes." She answered, emotionless.
"Why did you kill her?!" Derrick faced her holding his sniper at her head. Cid quickly made Derrick lower his weapon.
"Nina, did you kill her?" Cid asked.
"You think she's gonna answer that with a yes?!" Kahyan finally broke out. "No one is going to admit that they killed someone!"
"No." Lucillia answered, still emotionless, and still staring straight forward.
"Then miss, why did you say what you did to Nia?" Cid asked, still holding Derrick's weapon down.
"Sir," She turned to face Cid. "I can sometimes see the future."
"Then tell me when I am going to die." Kahyan shouted, doubting every word this girl spoke.
"I do not choose what I can see or not. It just comes naturally. Sometimes it doesn't even come at all! Do you think I like seeing the future? Do you think I like knowing who's going to die soon? Don't you think I wanna know why all this happens? I cannot control it!" Lucillia began to bawl. "How do you feel that you can sense that your parents are going to die when you were only three years old?! I was too young to lose my parents!"
Ris-ta bit her lip. She didn't know whether or not to trust this new girl, but her ability to see into the future didn't seem all that well. Most people would have killed to sense the future, but this girl felt it as nightmare. Ris-ta looked at her brother, seemingly to ask if he believed her or not. He only shrugged.
"She's lying! No one can see into the future!" Kahyan doubted.
"Well how about YOU live my life?!" Lucillia burst out.
"How come you didn't state this ability on your student information sheet?" Cid asked.
"How do you think people would react to me if they knew, Sir? Do you think they'd go 'oh cool, she can see the future! Let's friends with her!'? No. They don't. They will see me as a freak. Something nature did not intend. You think I want that to happen to me? And if they didn't believe of my ability, they would say I was lying for attention, or I was mentally challenged. Don't you think I want to live my life as normal as I could?!" Lucillia shouted at the headmaster angrily.
"Be it as it may. You two disrupted the garden today, and as our rules go, you will both be sent to detention under Ms. Dinct's supervision. Now report to room 483 immediately." Cid turned his back towards all of them as they left his office. Once they were all gone, he took his glasses and began wiping them with his shirt. "I knew Galbadia was up to something when they would do anything to get rid of Miss Fir."
* * *
Derrick and Lucillia sat on either side of the room, as Leah began her mandatory lecture about Garden rules. Neither of them were paying attention. Derrick kept on glaring at Lucillia as she was deep in thought.
"Maybe I was wrong to come here. Maybe I was wrong about everything. maybe." Lucillia thought.
"That bitch. She is going to burn in hell." Derrick thought as he continued to glare at the side of her head as if his glare could burn through her skull.
"Then again, maybe this is just a tester. That's right. this has got to be a tester." Lucillia repeated over and over again in her head.
"And last but not least, students are to respect one another." Leah finally finished off listing the rules of the garden. She took a deep breath before she began talking again. "And now, you two must write the Garden rules ten times each. Hopefully by doing so, you both will remember these rules." Leah handed each of them ten blank sheets of paper, and a list of Garden rules. The rules were written with a font of 10 front and back. "Please Derrick, no more of this. You're parents cannot handle anymore stress." With that Leah left the room, only to go into the room beside which had a clear vision of the detention room. However, anyone in the detention room, could not see into the next room. This room was built for evaluators to evaluate teachers without them nor their students knowing.
"You're lucky this time." Derrick said immediately after Leah had left.
"I didn't kill her." Lucillia repeated for what seemed like the millionth time.
"Why do you deny it?" Derrick asked, slamming his fist into the desk.
"Why do you accuse?" She countered.
"Why do you think?"
"Why are you being so prejudice?"
"Why are avoiding my question?"
"Why must you insist after all, I did tell you?" She argued, standing from her seat.
"Why are you lying?" He followed her lead by standing up as well.
"Why are repeating what you just said?" Lucillia asked, taking a step towards Derrick.
From the other room, Leah stood up from her seat, getting ready to bolt out the door. "Because you're not answering it!" Derrick took a step forward as well.
"I told you already! I didn't kill her!" She shouted angrily.
"Why do you keep denying it?!" Derrick took another step forward.
"Oh this is so pointless!" Lucillia threw her hands up in the air in disgust and sat back down. She began copying the list of rules set in front of her. "No matter what I say, you're not going to believe me."
"It's because you did do it!" Derrick refused to give up.
"Oh quite being childish! You have no proof that I did it. Just because I said one thing to her, doesn't mean I was the one who did it."
"I know she didn't kill herself."
"So you accuse me?" Lucillia threw her pen down and turned to face Derrick. "You don't make much sense at all!" She clenched her teeth together. She could feel the tears wanting to spill out, but she tried keeping them in, but was unsuccessful as a string of tears began sliding down her cheek. Soon she was bawling and quickly put her head down to avoid Derrick.
Her pen rolled to Derrick's feet. He turned his head away from the crying girl, as he knew he would soon feel sorry for her. He always had a weakness to girls crying. He stood therefore a moment, biting his lip, to avoid looking at her. But soon he gave him. She couldn't have done it. right? At first, quite reluctantly, he picked up his pen and slowly walked towards her desk. Little did they know, in the other room, Leah inched closer and closer to the door.
"Look. I'm sorry, I just. I mean. I just lost my little sister. she meant a lot to me." Derrick said placing the pen on the desk. After doing so, he walked over to his own desk and began copying the list of rules.
"I lost my parents when I was three." Lucillia managed to mumble through her sobs.
"I. I'm sorry." Derrick stopped writing and faced her. He was a little shocked that she would be talking back to him.
"They were murdered. everyone told me they got killed in a car accident. but I knew it wasn't true. I saw it. I saw them get murdered." She raised her head and began wiping the tears from her eyes.
"That. must be really hard." He couldn't think of anything to say to her.
"I saw it. The man stabbed my mother fourteen times before she fell down, never to get up again. He tied my father to a nearby chair and cut his eyelids off so that my father would see him rape my mother. even though she was already dead." Lucillia stopped as tears began flowing again.
Derrick bit his lip. She had it so many times worse than him.
"When he was done with mother, he would then cut off my father's legs one by one. leaving him to bleed to death. Then he placed my parent's carcasses in their car, and spray gasoline inside everywhere. He even put 15 containers of gasoline in there. Then, he drove the car to a street and at the end there was a large oak tree. He would then place a heavy brick on the gas pedal and watch the car drive straight into the tree. causing it to crash, and explode. It was like a cremation for my parents." She finished.
Derrick was biting his lip harder and harder as he listened to her talk. How could a small girl like herself know what was going on? "How. how did you see all this.?" He managed to ask.
"I dreamt about. I saw it the night before. I begged them to stay home with me. I told them not to go. but they thought I was making things up again. they thought I was lying. they didn't believe me."
"Dreamt.?" Derrick mumbled. "Then you must know what happened to Nia!" he exclaimed out loud. "What happened to her?!"
"Derrick. some things better left unsaid." She looked up into his eyes. Last time he looked into her eyes, he had to break the gaze, but this time, it was as if he wanted to continue looking the her eyes.
"Tell me." He whispered.
This time, it was Lucillia's turn to bite her lip. "I . can't say. now." She turned back to her papers and began writing again. Derrick didn't question her again, maybe it was because he didn't want to stare into her eyes again.
* * *
"Derr! You alright?" Vince asked the moment he stepped out of detention. Lucillia slipped past him and quickly headed towards her dormitory.
"Ya. I'm fine. I have to do something." Derrick quickly ran off to follow Lucillia.
Vince watched his friend run off, and for a moment wondered if he should follow. After a short while, he decided he had to. Who knows if Derrick would break out again?
* * *
"Nina?" Derrick stopped the raven-haired girl from closing her door.
"Lucillia. Please call me Lucillia." She responded, attempting to close the door, but Derrick was too strong for her.
"Alright, Lucillia. Can you tell me what you saw?" Derrick asked, after successfully pushing the door wide open.
"I told you before, some things are better left unsaid." Lucillia attempted to close the door again, but was repelled once again.
"Look, if you don't tell me, all I can suspect is that you're the one who killed her."
Lucillia sighed in defeat. Slowly she walked up towards Derrick and whispered into his ear. "It was self-inflicted."
Derrick pushed her back. "Look, I know she didn't kill herself."
She leaned towards him again. "She was." She stopped short, taking a deep breath before answering again. "She was."
"Well?!" Derrick asked rudely growing quite impatient.
Lucillia exhaled and spoke the last word. "Possessed."
"What.?" He whispered, eyes wide open.
Suddenly, Lucillia did the most strangest thing. She kissed him lightly on the cheek. "Thank you for walking me to my dorm. Good night!" She said a little too enthusiastic and closed the door behind her.
Derrick rubbed his cheek slightly, wondering what kind of game she was playing. He turned around, just in time to see Vince hiding in a corner nearby.
"So. she doesn't want the others to know." Derrick mumbled to himself quite relieved that Lucillia wasn't playing some sick joke on him. "But. self-inflicted..? Even Dr. Kadowaki said so. Possessed. That would explain it." Derrick continued to mumble to himself as he walked towards Vince's hiding spot.
"Vince, I know you're there."
Vince walked out from his corner and smiled slightly at his friend. "I was just making sure you wouldn't try to pummel her again. but I see you two are good friends now, so I'll just leave!" He tried to run off, but Derrick grabbed the collar of his shirt.
"She and I are nothing. Don't go making up rumors. I'm really not in the mood for this." With that, Derrick stormed off.
"I wasn't gonna." Vince muttered, loud enough for him to hear.
Author's Note - Alritey! There you have it! Chapter 2 of this weird weird story! But guess what? Nobody died in this chapter! *phew* Well, if you're wondering why 'Nina' wants to be called Lucillia, you'll find out why in the next chapter! ^-^
Also, I would very, very appreciate if I were given some pointers. such as where to improve, what I'm doing alrite. anything of that such! (Mainly where to improve!)
So review please! ^-^
Seifer/Quistis - Kahyan
Squall/Rinoa - Vince, Ris-ta
Irvine/Selphie - Derrick, Nia
Zell/Leah - no children
Okay, now to continue on!
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"We are gathered here today, as we mourn for the departure of a loved one. She was a wonderful person. She was never seen unhappy or sad. She was the one you could count on to cheer you up. As a sister, she was more than one. Even between petty rivalries of siblinghood, she was the one I could also talk to if I had any problem, something highly unusually for an older brother to do. As a daughter, she was more than helpful, not only would she voluntarily help my parents with cleaning or decorating, she would add extra tidbits to surprise us. I remember on my tenth birthday, I wanted a sniper gun, but my parents told me I was too young to have one. So Nia made a cardboard one and 'borrowed' some bullets from father's Exeter." Derrick chuckled slightly "She got in a heck of a lot of trouble afterwards, but she told me that she didn't regret it one bit."
There was a short pause as tears silently slid down his face. Everyone in the garden was sitting there watching a big tough guy like him cry, but it didn't matter to him nor them, they all missed Nia. Selphie's soft sobs could be heard throughout the Quad.
"Let us have a moment to pray for our departed friend, Nia Kinneas." A priest quickly said through the mic to stop the uneasy silence.
Lurking in a dark corner a dark figure cursed.
"Kinneas? Dammit, wrong one!"
* * *
Derrick, Vince, Ris-ta, and Kahyan sat at their table near the window. The one they always sat at during lunch or just whenever. Only this time, one of the seats was empty. Derrick had laid his head down, and the girls were watching him as tears streamed down their cheeks. Vince was in disbelief.
"I don't believe it. I don't believe at all!" Vince finally blurted out. "There's no way Nia would just kill herself! I don't believe it!"
"I don't either. but that's what Dr. Kadowaki said when she examined Nia. she said 'this was self-inflicted'". Ris-ta recalled through tears and sobs.
"I know Nia the best, she would not do such a stupid thing like that. And don't you remember? We all heard her scream. If she was going to kill herself, don't you think she would have made is hush-hush?!" Derrick practically shouted even though his head was still down.
"I wasn't saying that she did." Ris-ta mumbled inaudibly to Derrick.
The group was silent for a while and deep in thought as they didn't notice a girl walking towards them. She had long black hair, dark brown eyes, and wore a long, plain, sleeveless, black dress with matching heels.
"I'm so. sorry." She uttered to them. All four turned their heads to her.
"It's not your fault, you needn't to be sorry." Derrick shouted at her as he stared straight into her eyes angrily. Something about her eyes sent shivers down his spine as he quickly looked away.
"What Derrick meant was that." Kahyan quickly tried to add before the girl interrupted her.
"I know exactly how he feels, and I don't blame him." The raven-haired girl placed her hand on his shoulder causing him to look at her. She smiled slightly in attempt to cheer him up, or at least get him smiling slightly. Strangely, it worked. Derrick gave her a weak smile.
Her smile widened at the sight. She began walking out the cafeteria with her hand slowly sliding off Derrick's shoulders. The others looked at her in amazement. Their eyes were wide open. How was she able to get Derrick smiling again? After all, Derrick didn't know anything about this girl. right?
"Hey Derr," Ris-ta began. "Do you know her?"
Derrick shook his head. "No, I've never seen her before."
"Oh. she must be that new transfer girl Nia told us about. The bitchy one." Kahyan recalled.
"Her? She seems sweet enough. Are you sure? Maybe she's some other girl.?" Vince spoke out. "I mean, if she was such a bitch to Nia, then why would she get Derrick smiling again?"
"Maybe she's just pretending to be nice?" Ris-ta looked at her brother as if he would know the answer.
"Well, we shouldn't judge her before we know her. isn't that right Derr?" The three turned to face Derrick, but he was gone.
* * *
"Hey, are you Nina?" Derrick called to the raven-haired girl.
She turned around and smiled at him. "Please, do call me Lucillia instead."
"So you are then." He stated coldly, his pace was quickening and Lucillia slowly began backing away. "You bitch." He spat out as if the words were acid. "You killed Nia didn't you? You're the one who stabbed her aren't you?!" Before he could let answer, he pounced like animal, knocking her to the ground with a thud. As if on cue, Kahyan, Vince, and Ris-ta ran towards them and saw the scene. More students began rushing towards the scene as Derrick tried to hit downed girl, however, she was much to fast for him as she evaded all his blows.
"I didn't kill her!" She shouted as she kicked him off her. It seemed like almost instantly, Derrick was up on his feet trying to punch her, but she dodged all of them.
"Derrick stop!!" Ris-ta shouted as she ran up to them, trying to stop Derrick. He however, could not be stopped that easily, and elbowed Ris- ta in the face, knocking her down.
"Derrick, that is enough!" Vince shouted at his friend the moment he saw him hit his sister. He quickly help Ris-ta up, who now had a bleeding nose.
"Slow!" Kahyan shouted as she cast the spell upon her friend and Lucillia. Though Derrick caught the spell on him, Lucillia seemed unaffected by the spell. Nonetheless, she did not attempt to hit Derrick back.
"What is going on here?!" Headmaster Cid finally arrived at the scene. "Everyone mind their business except you five!" He pointed at Derrick, Lucillia, Vince, Kahyan, and Ris-ta. "Come to my office. NOW." He demanded.
* * *
"Now tell me who started all of this." Cid questioned the five teens standing in his office. None of them answered, which displeased him a lot. "Ris-ta. Tell me."
"Well. sir," she began. "I'm not sure. We were sitting." Cid cut her off.
"Who is we?" He demanded angrily.
"Derrick, Vince, Kahyan, and I." Her voice trembled. None of them had seen Cid so mad before.
"Continue."
"We were sitting in the cafeteria. talking about. Nia's death. and Nina here, came over and gave her apologies to Derrick. And then we started talking about her. because Nia had told us, on the day she passed away, that Nina wasn't a very person." Ris-ta looked at Lucillia, who seemed uninterested in what she had to say.
"What do you mean?" Cid asked, frowning at Ris-ta.
"What she means, is that Nia told us that this girl." Derrick looked at Lucillia disgustedly. "Was a bitch. Nia told me that when this girl arrived, she said Nia, 'Death is upon you.' She must have been the one who killed Nia. Why in the world would any person say that to a stranger?" Derrick's voice was rising, as did his anger.
"Is this true?" Cid walked towards Lucillia and looked into her eyes, but only for a brief moment. Something about her eyes seemed like she could read his mind.
"Yes." She answered, emotionless.
"Why did you kill her?!" Derrick faced her holding his sniper at her head. Cid quickly made Derrick lower his weapon.
"Nina, did you kill her?" Cid asked.
"You think she's gonna answer that with a yes?!" Kahyan finally broke out. "No one is going to admit that they killed someone!"
"No." Lucillia answered, still emotionless, and still staring straight forward.
"Then miss, why did you say what you did to Nia?" Cid asked, still holding Derrick's weapon down.
"Sir," She turned to face Cid. "I can sometimes see the future."
"Then tell me when I am going to die." Kahyan shouted, doubting every word this girl spoke.
"I do not choose what I can see or not. It just comes naturally. Sometimes it doesn't even come at all! Do you think I like seeing the future? Do you think I like knowing who's going to die soon? Don't you think I wanna know why all this happens? I cannot control it!" Lucillia began to bawl. "How do you feel that you can sense that your parents are going to die when you were only three years old?! I was too young to lose my parents!"
Ris-ta bit her lip. She didn't know whether or not to trust this new girl, but her ability to see into the future didn't seem all that well. Most people would have killed to sense the future, but this girl felt it as nightmare. Ris-ta looked at her brother, seemingly to ask if he believed her or not. He only shrugged.
"She's lying! No one can see into the future!" Kahyan doubted.
"Well how about YOU live my life?!" Lucillia burst out.
"How come you didn't state this ability on your student information sheet?" Cid asked.
"How do you think people would react to me if they knew, Sir? Do you think they'd go 'oh cool, she can see the future! Let's friends with her!'? No. They don't. They will see me as a freak. Something nature did not intend. You think I want that to happen to me? And if they didn't believe of my ability, they would say I was lying for attention, or I was mentally challenged. Don't you think I want to live my life as normal as I could?!" Lucillia shouted at the headmaster angrily.
"Be it as it may. You two disrupted the garden today, and as our rules go, you will both be sent to detention under Ms. Dinct's supervision. Now report to room 483 immediately." Cid turned his back towards all of them as they left his office. Once they were all gone, he took his glasses and began wiping them with his shirt. "I knew Galbadia was up to something when they would do anything to get rid of Miss Fir."
* * *
Derrick and Lucillia sat on either side of the room, as Leah began her mandatory lecture about Garden rules. Neither of them were paying attention. Derrick kept on glaring at Lucillia as she was deep in thought.
"Maybe I was wrong to come here. Maybe I was wrong about everything. maybe." Lucillia thought.
"That bitch. She is going to burn in hell." Derrick thought as he continued to glare at the side of her head as if his glare could burn through her skull.
"Then again, maybe this is just a tester. That's right. this has got to be a tester." Lucillia repeated over and over again in her head.
"And last but not least, students are to respect one another." Leah finally finished off listing the rules of the garden. She took a deep breath before she began talking again. "And now, you two must write the Garden rules ten times each. Hopefully by doing so, you both will remember these rules." Leah handed each of them ten blank sheets of paper, and a list of Garden rules. The rules were written with a font of 10 front and back. "Please Derrick, no more of this. You're parents cannot handle anymore stress." With that Leah left the room, only to go into the room beside which had a clear vision of the detention room. However, anyone in the detention room, could not see into the next room. This room was built for evaluators to evaluate teachers without them nor their students knowing.
"You're lucky this time." Derrick said immediately after Leah had left.
"I didn't kill her." Lucillia repeated for what seemed like the millionth time.
"Why do you deny it?" Derrick asked, slamming his fist into the desk.
"Why do you accuse?" She countered.
"Why do you think?"
"Why are you being so prejudice?"
"Why are avoiding my question?"
"Why must you insist after all, I did tell you?" She argued, standing from her seat.
"Why are you lying?" He followed her lead by standing up as well.
"Why are repeating what you just said?" Lucillia asked, taking a step towards Derrick.
From the other room, Leah stood up from her seat, getting ready to bolt out the door. "Because you're not answering it!" Derrick took a step forward as well.
"I told you already! I didn't kill her!" She shouted angrily.
"Why do you keep denying it?!" Derrick took another step forward.
"Oh this is so pointless!" Lucillia threw her hands up in the air in disgust and sat back down. She began copying the list of rules set in front of her. "No matter what I say, you're not going to believe me."
"It's because you did do it!" Derrick refused to give up.
"Oh quite being childish! You have no proof that I did it. Just because I said one thing to her, doesn't mean I was the one who did it."
"I know she didn't kill herself."
"So you accuse me?" Lucillia threw her pen down and turned to face Derrick. "You don't make much sense at all!" She clenched her teeth together. She could feel the tears wanting to spill out, but she tried keeping them in, but was unsuccessful as a string of tears began sliding down her cheek. Soon she was bawling and quickly put her head down to avoid Derrick.
Her pen rolled to Derrick's feet. He turned his head away from the crying girl, as he knew he would soon feel sorry for her. He always had a weakness to girls crying. He stood therefore a moment, biting his lip, to avoid looking at her. But soon he gave him. She couldn't have done it. right? At first, quite reluctantly, he picked up his pen and slowly walked towards her desk. Little did they know, in the other room, Leah inched closer and closer to the door.
"Look. I'm sorry, I just. I mean. I just lost my little sister. she meant a lot to me." Derrick said placing the pen on the desk. After doing so, he walked over to his own desk and began copying the list of rules.
"I lost my parents when I was three." Lucillia managed to mumble through her sobs.
"I. I'm sorry." Derrick stopped writing and faced her. He was a little shocked that she would be talking back to him.
"They were murdered. everyone told me they got killed in a car accident. but I knew it wasn't true. I saw it. I saw them get murdered." She raised her head and began wiping the tears from her eyes.
"That. must be really hard." He couldn't think of anything to say to her.
"I saw it. The man stabbed my mother fourteen times before she fell down, never to get up again. He tied my father to a nearby chair and cut his eyelids off so that my father would see him rape my mother. even though she was already dead." Lucillia stopped as tears began flowing again.
Derrick bit his lip. She had it so many times worse than him.
"When he was done with mother, he would then cut off my father's legs one by one. leaving him to bleed to death. Then he placed my parent's carcasses in their car, and spray gasoline inside everywhere. He even put 15 containers of gasoline in there. Then, he drove the car to a street and at the end there was a large oak tree. He would then place a heavy brick on the gas pedal and watch the car drive straight into the tree. causing it to crash, and explode. It was like a cremation for my parents." She finished.
Derrick was biting his lip harder and harder as he listened to her talk. How could a small girl like herself know what was going on? "How. how did you see all this.?" He managed to ask.
"I dreamt about. I saw it the night before. I begged them to stay home with me. I told them not to go. but they thought I was making things up again. they thought I was lying. they didn't believe me."
"Dreamt.?" Derrick mumbled. "Then you must know what happened to Nia!" he exclaimed out loud. "What happened to her?!"
"Derrick. some things better left unsaid." She looked up into his eyes. Last time he looked into her eyes, he had to break the gaze, but this time, it was as if he wanted to continue looking the her eyes.
"Tell me." He whispered.
This time, it was Lucillia's turn to bite her lip. "I . can't say. now." She turned back to her papers and began writing again. Derrick didn't question her again, maybe it was because he didn't want to stare into her eyes again.
* * *
"Derr! You alright?" Vince asked the moment he stepped out of detention. Lucillia slipped past him and quickly headed towards her dormitory.
"Ya. I'm fine. I have to do something." Derrick quickly ran off to follow Lucillia.
Vince watched his friend run off, and for a moment wondered if he should follow. After a short while, he decided he had to. Who knows if Derrick would break out again?
* * *
"Nina?" Derrick stopped the raven-haired girl from closing her door.
"Lucillia. Please call me Lucillia." She responded, attempting to close the door, but Derrick was too strong for her.
"Alright, Lucillia. Can you tell me what you saw?" Derrick asked, after successfully pushing the door wide open.
"I told you before, some things are better left unsaid." Lucillia attempted to close the door again, but was repelled once again.
"Look, if you don't tell me, all I can suspect is that you're the one who killed her."
Lucillia sighed in defeat. Slowly she walked up towards Derrick and whispered into his ear. "It was self-inflicted."
Derrick pushed her back. "Look, I know she didn't kill herself."
She leaned towards him again. "She was." She stopped short, taking a deep breath before answering again. "She was."
"Well?!" Derrick asked rudely growing quite impatient.
Lucillia exhaled and spoke the last word. "Possessed."
"What.?" He whispered, eyes wide open.
Suddenly, Lucillia did the most strangest thing. She kissed him lightly on the cheek. "Thank you for walking me to my dorm. Good night!" She said a little too enthusiastic and closed the door behind her.
Derrick rubbed his cheek slightly, wondering what kind of game she was playing. He turned around, just in time to see Vince hiding in a corner nearby.
"So. she doesn't want the others to know." Derrick mumbled to himself quite relieved that Lucillia wasn't playing some sick joke on him. "But. self-inflicted..? Even Dr. Kadowaki said so. Possessed. That would explain it." Derrick continued to mumble to himself as he walked towards Vince's hiding spot.
"Vince, I know you're there."
Vince walked out from his corner and smiled slightly at his friend. "I was just making sure you wouldn't try to pummel her again. but I see you two are good friends now, so I'll just leave!" He tried to run off, but Derrick grabbed the collar of his shirt.
"She and I are nothing. Don't go making up rumors. I'm really not in the mood for this." With that, Derrick stormed off.
"I wasn't gonna." Vince muttered, loud enough for him to hear.
Author's Note - Alritey! There you have it! Chapter 2 of this weird weird story! But guess what? Nobody died in this chapter! *phew* Well, if you're wondering why 'Nina' wants to be called Lucillia, you'll find out why in the next chapter! ^-^
Also, I would very, very appreciate if I were given some pointers. such as where to improve, what I'm doing alrite. anything of that such! (Mainly where to improve!)
So review please! ^-^