My very first try at a Treasure Planet fic! Go easy on me 'cause I haven't seen the movie for a while, I know shame on me. And I'm an anime lover so if you don't like anime shame on you! If you don't like anime, or watch it, then you might not get some of the words I'm going to use. Anyway, I don't own any characters from Treasure Planet and you know who they are so I won't list them. And all the characters you haven't heard of are mine unless I say otherwise. So there ya go. Hope you enjoy! Oh, and if you don't like fantasy stuff (I don't see how that's possible if you like Treasure Planet though!) then you won't like this fic. And if your very religious take this easy...I know it's a short chapter, other will be up soon.
Oh! And I have pics of my own characters; go to tabulas .com (cruddy site wont let me put links) and type/NaokoTora after that URL, then go to images and look for the ones that have TP FIC PIC under them!
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Playground school bell rings again.
It was dark on the planet of Montressor (sp?) and no sound escaped onto the dirt paths, with an exception of the pouring of rain of course. All was still. One schoolyard held an occupant though...
Rain clouds come to play again.
The rain never stopped. It came pouring harder and harder, making it impossible to see or hear by then. But one girl stayed soaking.
Has no one told you she's not breathing?
She was in a crouched position, holding her arms tightly, on one of the playground equipment things. She rocked herself back and forth staring into space...
Hello, I'm your mind, giving you someone to talk to...hello.
Her eyes were blank and face unreadable. She never took any noticed of the rain or frigid air as she stared.
If I smile and don't believe...
She was thinking to herself...
...soon I know I'll wake from this dream.
...or talking to someone in her mind...
Don't try to fix me I'm not broken.
...another entity.
Hello, I'm the living lie for you so you can hide.
Another figure made its way towards her...
Don't cry.
A tall figure of a woman getting closer and ever so clearer.
Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping.
The woman stopped and looked down at the girl. Both no more than ten years apart in age. One with a childish look, the other with a serious mature look.
Hello. I'm still here.
The older woman took the girl's arm and hoisted her up roughly, no words spoken as the younger girl gave in...
All that's left of yesterday...
-Hello by Evanescence