Seiken Densetsu 3 Trilogy

By Kaithe

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I do not own the SD3 Characters, they are copyright Square-enix!

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Well, 'Tis the final Part of my Trilogy! I will be moving on to my next project after this last part. "To be, or Not to be" is Angela's starring part. It is about how Angela is trying to be who she wants to show others she is, but really can't take all this and begins to crack up. Er, Not in laughs ^^;;

PART 3: TO BE, OR NOT TO BE

ANGELA'S STORY

Angela, the purple haired teenage witch walked down the snowy garden path, catching the summery sunlight. She lived up north, in Altena, and they still had bits of snow in summer. Her hair swished gracefully from side to side as she walked up the path.

It had almost been a year ago she had ran through this garden from her Magic Class, when she was called to see the Queen of Reason, her mother. That's when the Queen tried to kill her, and she magically summoned an inner power that allowed her to escape.

Since then, she had learned how to use magic as though she had known it all her life. She learnt it on her journey with her friends, across the world to see the Eight Mana Stones. It all began when she needed to find help because her mother tried to kill her - and she ended up in Wendel to see the Priest of Light, who gave her the same advice he gave to two other wanderers travelling with her - Seek out the Holy sword of Mana in the Mana Holyland. It will make your wishes come true, and defeat great evil. With the help of the Mana Sword, she was able to defeat the evil inside her mother.

Unfortunately, that didn't change the fact that her mother chose her position over her daughter. Angela had never been loved - never had a mother figure to look up to. She then became snobby, rude, and couldn't care less what happened to others.

Angela decided to go talk to her mom, so she walked up the stone steps into the main hall of Altena, shivering. It was much more chilly in here, even with the summer sun pouring in from all windows. Angela climbed the steps to her Mother's chambers, and knocked on the door. She waited for an answer, and while she waited, she thought.

My mother doesn't know a thing about me, she thought. She doesn't know that everyone else thnks i'm selfish...rude...self-centered...! I'll prove them wrong, I'll show mother another side of me! Who I really am!

The Door opened and the Queen of Reason appeared. She stared coldly at Angela, her magenta hair and lavender robes swaying slighlty. "Yes?" she said sharply.

"Uh...Mom?" asked Angela uncertainly. "Could I come in?" she asked.

"What do you want?" said the queen, her eyes narrowing in a suspicous glare. "I um....just wanted to talk to you..." said Angela, her voice trailing away.

Finally, after a cold stare, the queen moved aside with a swish of her icy cloak. Angela stepped in, feeling even colder than she had before. "May I sit down?" she asked, hoping it was a polite tone. The queen beckoned to a hard wooden chair. Angela sat down in the uncomfortable chair.

"Well?" snapped the queen. "I - just... Well, I wanted to know how you were doing." Angela said, hoping this was a good way to start the conversation. She tried to sound cheery. The Queen was taken aback for a moment - then she began eyeing her suspiciously. "I-I'm fine. That can't be all you want, so what is it?" she said calmly, but restoring her brisk tone after a while.

"Yes Um...I wondered if you fancied a walk ... in the garden?" said Angela, trying to keep her voice from cracking. "What?" said the Queen quickly, who was not expecting this. "A - A walk. In the garden." repeated Angela firmly.

The queen's eyes narrowed again. "I don't see why. I have a busy life, you know." she said sharply. Angela began to feel angry. Her mother turned to the door. "Well obviously it's too busy for your own daughter!" shouted Angela, giving up on her goody-two-shoes act.

The Queen stopped and wheeled around. "Excuse me?" she whispered dangerously. Angela's anger was swept over with an intense cold fear. "I - you are so - it's..." Angela stuttered, her anger dying and her fear growing.

Angela tried to pull back her courage, but the room seemed, if possible, even colder. The cold air was dancing around them, cutting at there skin, like daggers across flesh.

She was surprised she hadn't collapsed by now, from the cold and the fear. This was not how a mother-daughter bonding moment should be to her. It was going nightmarishly wrong....everything... She never met anyone in her life who felt like collapsing, fainting, giving up just being in the presence of their mother.

The thought made her sick. "Excuse me, my dear?" whispered the queen, in her most dangerous whisper. Angela closed her eyes, drowning herself in misery. "You, who cannot use magic, you - ungrateful little... you dare speak to me like that?" The queen said, each word flying so coldly at Angela, she felt horrible.

"I can use magic." said Angela, before she could stop herself. Her voice shook violently, but she continued. "I can use magic, mother." the emphasis on the word 'Mother' made the Queen feal a first sliver of fear.

"I can use magic!" Shouted Angela, and suddenly, the room began to glow, an eerie glow...

"I CAN USE MAGIC!" bellowed Angela, the anger rising, her fear disapearing. The light grew... until it blinded both the Queen and Angela.



The Queen suddenly felt an odd feeling - So this is what it's like to be scared.

Then...the light weakened...the room stopped glowing... and the Queen's four-poster bed had dissapeared.

And...in it's place - was a tiny, grey mouse, with big ears - Four ears, acctually. Angela stared at the mouse - she was positively scared of mice. So was her mother. She expected the Queen of Reason to shout at her, to yell, to maybe hurl a fireball at her - but then, something miraculous, something amazing happened.

Someone laughed. Angela looked around the room, wondering who it was - then she realised.

Her mother was laughing! For the first time on almost 20 years her mother was laughing! Now the Queen was howling with laughter, her face shining - shining through a mask of coldness and hatred.

Then - Angela began to laugh - and laugh, and laugh! Everyone was laughing. Angela picked up a glass from her mother's bed-side table, and captured the tiny four-eared mouse.

"So..." said the Queen, in a cheerful, merry voice that Angela never heard before. "How about that walk in the garden?" the Queen smiled.

Angela nodded. "Of course... Of course, Mom." she replied. The emphasis she put on the word 'Mom' Made the queen grin broadly. She was a Mom. A damn proud mom at that.

She put her arms around Angela, and they both walked out, to the garden.

As for the mouse, Angela kept it as a pet, and whenever she looked at it, she could see her mom's shining face smiling back.

THE END

Author's Note: Yah, Trilogy finished! I hope ye who is reading this liked it as much as I liked making it. The series kind of got more serious as it continued - and I think I like "Anything is Possible!" The best =D

Well, Sayonara for now, on to my next project.

-Kaithe