Hey guys, MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!! I hope you like
my first chapter of the new year. It is short but it is great.
^_^ ENJOY
It has been three months since I was found by Cathrine and her brother
Trowa. Three horrible, painful months. After the first few weeks, Cathy
and I became close, she became my sister and I hers. She also learned
not to ask questions. Cathy was the only one who I let get close to me.
The other, Trowa made sure I was safe but never came near me. It was as
if he understood and felt what I went through--though I highly doubt that
he did--I slowly let him near me, and now he is like a brother. Many of
the workers think that I am my 'brothers' twin by the way we both act.
Distant, quiet, only letting a few into see the real 'us'. Sometimes I
wish it was true, that I was his real sister and that I never went through
everything that happened to me.
The real reason that I let Trowa into my circle of trust was because he saved
me from myself.
~*Flashback*~
Her eyes fluttered open; she tiredly looked around. 'So...It wasn't a dream.'
Images of the past quickly fashed in front of her face. 'There is no getting rid
of it. Of this feeling. This unclean soul must be sent away from the pure people
of this Earth.' Her mind was being flooded with these thoughts. And soon she saw
what could keep the people pure. Safe from her. The present, her dagger was just
lying there, just begging to be held, used. Her hands seemed to have a mind of their
own, wrapping her trembling fingers around the hilt.
"It is the only way." she whispered. The only way to end her suffering and bring her
to her father. Raising it above her head, Makoto silently prayed as she used all of her
strength to bring the dagger down, and thrust it into her chest. Her eyes widened in shock.
There was no pain, no feeling of blood pour ot of her. No freedom. All she saw was blue,
dark blue. It felt soft, warm and safe. So very safe. The dagger fell from her hands;
falling to the ground. Tears started to fill her eyes and paint her cheaks with salt.
Her legs gave out and Makoto sat on the floor, rocking back and forth as two warm, strong,
safe arms held her and a deep, soothing voice surrounded her.
~*End Flashback*~
"Makoto, you ready?" Cathrine's voice was soft and filled with concerne. The brunett nodded,
her emerald green and lilac outfit hugging her tightly. It would be the first time Makoto
will do an act with Cathrine in the center ring. The fact that she was doing this at all
was a big step in the right direction. Trowa stood behind her, his hand placed on her
shoulder.
"It is okay Mako. You can do this." With those words, the trio steped into the crowded tent.
His dark eyes were glazed over, blood was seeping out of his hand. This was not how the mission
was suposed to go. It was an easy tasks, in and out. 'A trap'. That is what it was, but how
did they know. Who could have told them. He stumbled down the dark streets of the colony, there
was only one place to go that 'They' would not think of. Or so he hoped. 'I must get there before
I am found.' Gathering up the last of his strength, Dragon pushed himself off the brick wall
and painfuly continued towards his goal. The circus.
my first chapter of the new year. It is short but it is great.
^_^ ENJOY
It has been three months since I was found by Cathrine and her brother
Trowa. Three horrible, painful months. After the first few weeks, Cathy
and I became close, she became my sister and I hers. She also learned
not to ask questions. Cathy was the only one who I let get close to me.
The other, Trowa made sure I was safe but never came near me. It was as
if he understood and felt what I went through--though I highly doubt that
he did--I slowly let him near me, and now he is like a brother. Many of
the workers think that I am my 'brothers' twin by the way we both act.
Distant, quiet, only letting a few into see the real 'us'. Sometimes I
wish it was true, that I was his real sister and that I never went through
everything that happened to me.
The real reason that I let Trowa into my circle of trust was because he saved
me from myself.
~*Flashback*~
Her eyes fluttered open; she tiredly looked around. 'So...It wasn't a dream.'
Images of the past quickly fashed in front of her face. 'There is no getting rid
of it. Of this feeling. This unclean soul must be sent away from the pure people
of this Earth.' Her mind was being flooded with these thoughts. And soon she saw
what could keep the people pure. Safe from her. The present, her dagger was just
lying there, just begging to be held, used. Her hands seemed to have a mind of their
own, wrapping her trembling fingers around the hilt.
"It is the only way." she whispered. The only way to end her suffering and bring her
to her father. Raising it above her head, Makoto silently prayed as she used all of her
strength to bring the dagger down, and thrust it into her chest. Her eyes widened in shock.
There was no pain, no feeling of blood pour ot of her. No freedom. All she saw was blue,
dark blue. It felt soft, warm and safe. So very safe. The dagger fell from her hands;
falling to the ground. Tears started to fill her eyes and paint her cheaks with salt.
Her legs gave out and Makoto sat on the floor, rocking back and forth as two warm, strong,
safe arms held her and a deep, soothing voice surrounded her.
~*End Flashback*~
"Makoto, you ready?" Cathrine's voice was soft and filled with concerne. The brunett nodded,
her emerald green and lilac outfit hugging her tightly. It would be the first time Makoto
will do an act with Cathrine in the center ring. The fact that she was doing this at all
was a big step in the right direction. Trowa stood behind her, his hand placed on her
shoulder.
"It is okay Mako. You can do this." With those words, the trio steped into the crowded tent.
His dark eyes were glazed over, blood was seeping out of his hand. This was not how the mission
was suposed to go. It was an easy tasks, in and out. 'A trap'. That is what it was, but how
did they know. Who could have told them. He stumbled down the dark streets of the colony, there
was only one place to go that 'They' would not think of. Or so he hoped. 'I must get there before
I am found.' Gathering up the last of his strength, Dragon pushed himself off the brick wall
and painfuly continued towards his goal. The circus.