Wanna Be Free
By: The Pristine Harbinger
N/A: Hey guys! Thanks to all the people who reviewed my last fic (A Poring By Your Side), they really brightened up my day and I learned a lot from them… I wished it could've gone a bit longer but, hey, all good things come to an end... But there will always be new beginnings! So here's to another one of my crazy fics to immerse myself and maybe your reviews in! This'll be longer than the last one, but it'll have shorter chapters. (Um… I'm currently inspired by the Korean Telenovela Lovers in Paris so… don't ask!)
Disclaimer: I do not own Ragnarok Online and its manga. I also do not own Lovers in Paris, so be it. I also do not own The Princess Diaries or Kelly Clarkson. And I keep repeating that I wished I did…
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Chapter 1:
"I'll get a better job!"
Glast Heim.
Fear engulfs this vicinity like the Black Death… plaguing every corner... every shadow… every abyss in the darkness… For thousands of years, this ancient fortress has been the abode of beasts and monsters at their worst. Sometimes, there are things that prowl the cold nights of the Glast which are even worst than monsters. One might even call them pure evil themselves.
An experienced traveler learns never to enter the dreary and sorrowful floors of the Glast without the company of other experienced adventurers. However, there are some who never learn this secret and are unknowingly whisked off to their deaths, never to be seen again.
Terror grips one's heart as one enters the gate of the gloomy churchyard, with insides squirming like serpents and beads of sweat dropping down ever so slowly in a sense of intense foreboding. As one enters the Underground Prison, the ghastly clanking of chains and the grisly sound of screams sends the heart thumping like mad. Round the first corner, there are sights which lunge out to one that one never expects to see…
Just like the Glast monsters having their Annual Spring Party.
From the Marionettes to the Khalitzburgs, every monster (with a humen-enough brain of course) in the fortress was having fun, drinking human gore and feasting on one of Baphomet's newest victim.
That is, all except one.
She was a timid little creature with a kind face. She was definitely a lot better-looking than the other monsters with her long, soft, silky, dark blue hair and her warm, brown, almond eyes. Her shapely, cherry-red lips was wearing a friendly, yet weary smile and her cheeks glowed pink, making the impression that she was blushing all the time. She sat in the corner with her trusty old broomstick, wearing a maid's dress with a matching collar and a headband very similar to the ones worn by the Kafras. She was a monster, yet she looked like a fifteen-year-old girl.
"Hey, Lizzie!" one of the Ghouls taunted her, "Why don't you join us? We're playing Bobbing for Body Parts!"
"Um… Maybe later…" she replied timidly.
This was Alice, the most shy… uh… Alice in all of Glast Heim. Once you think about it, she's the only Alice left in all of Glast Heim. The rest were killed by adventurers, eaten by Baphomet, disintegrated by the Dark Lord, trampled by a horde of new Nightmares and one had a rather unfortunate incident involving an egg beater.
"Liz, you shouldn't be sulking back here," one of the Injustice told her, "You should be enjoying the party."
"Oh, Big Brother!" Alice beamed at the Injustice who was the closest she had to a friend, "I don't want to, they'll just shove me off."
"You wouldn't know if you don't try," the Injustice said, walking away.
Alice approached the other monsters slowly and timidly. One of the Raydrics blocked her passage.
"What are you doing?" it asked matter-of-factly.
"Trying to play games," Alice answered bashfully.
"Trying to play games?" the Raydric laughed out loud, "Oi! Alice here thinks she could play with us!"
The whole room laughed in unison, except to the single Injustice Alice had spoken to. Alice's everlasting blush turned redder than ever.
"You're nothing but a servant here!" the Zherlthsh chuckled nastily, "You do what we tell you to do and we tell you to shut up and return to your corner! Don't you dare bother our party! You've got to clean up afterwards however, do you understand, maid?"
"Old Darkie is on vacation, sweetie!" one of the Marionettes said acidly, "There's no one to defend you here! You might be Darkie's favorite but it doesn't matter 'cause he's put Zherlthsh in charge!"
"I…" she gripped the handle of her broom hard, "I'm sorry… I should… get back to work."
Alice turned around, her vision getting foggy. The laughter of the monsters were ringing in her ears, filling her heart and mind with rage, anger and disappointment in herself. The look her Big Brother was giving her was making her think. Why, a hardworking monster such as herself wasn't going to be pushed around just like that!
"I… I'll get a better job!" she shouted at the partying monsters, her blush turning into a bright crimson shade which was engulfing her face, "You'll see! You'll all see!"
"Ok then! Out!" Zherlthsh snarled, "Lets's see if those humans won't slaughter you and take those precious glass slippers with them!"
Alice stomped all the way to the exit of the Underground Prison where the Injustice was waiting. He gave Alice a disapproving look.
"Enough is enough!" Alice thrust her broom into the air, "I'm off to see Midgard! And find another job!"
"They'll kill you," the Injustice said simply.
"Death is better than life down here," she picked up a bag out of nowhere and closed the doors of the Underground Prison behind her.
The main hall was deserted, except for a lone Sageworm that waved at her merrily.
"Good luck! You can do it! Aja!" the Sageworm told her as if reading her mind, "I always knew you'd stand up to that ugly Bat-lady any day! Oh yeah, there's an adventurer down there, just waiting to be the Carats' meal. You better go help him."
"Er… Aja! Thanks!" Alice looked at the Sageworm awkwardly and ran towards the main hall and truly found the Carats looking ravenous.
In the middle of a circle of six Carats was an unconscious boy of about sixteen. Alice recognized him as a member of the Hunters' Guild in Payon from what he was wearing and from the Falcon that was flying confused overhead. He had messy, fiery-red hair and his glasses were askew on his face.
"Leave him alone!" Alice shouted, "I found him first! Go see the Bat-lady- I mean- Zherlthsh, she'll give you your meal!"
The Carats looked at Alice in confusion and left. The boy stirred and she rushed to his side.
"Are you ok?" she asked gently.
"Carlo… attack…" he mumbled blindly, referring to his falcon.
"Who's Carlo?" Alice wondered.
"Are… are you an angel?" he asked, opening his dark-blue eyes.
"No, I'm Alice," she uttered, "I saved you from the Carats and don't worry, I'm not going to eat you. I don't even kill people. I'm just a maid here."
'But you're a monster and I'm lost," the boy finally came to his senses and looked at her skeptically, "You can attack me any moment."
"I know I could," she beamed, "But I won't. You just have to trust me. I can get you out of here."
The boy looked into her warm, dark eyes and found that he could trust her.
"I'm Kai Hahn," he said, "Lead the way Alice."
Grew up in a small town,
And when the rain would fall down…
I'd just stare out my window,
Dreamin' of what could be…
And if I'd end up happy,
I would pray…
Trying hard to reach out,
But when I tried to speak out,
Felt like no one could hear me,
Wanted to belong here…
But something felt so wrong here,
So I prayed I could break away…
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly…
I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky…
And I'll make a wish, take a chance, make a change…
And break away…
Out of the darkness and into the sun…
But I won't forget all the ones that I love…
I'll take a risk, take a chance, make a change…
And break away…
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly…
Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye, gotta…
Take a risk, take a chance, make a change…
And break away…
Out of the darkness and into the sun…
But I won't forget of the place I come from…
I gotta take a risk, take a chance, make a change…
And break away…
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N/A: Hey peepz! Thanks for those who reviewed my story! Domo arigato gozaimasu! Feathertop, I'm sure you've noticed I've put a song in the end, just as I will for my next chappies! Don't ask, I just like music, that's all. So be it. Erm… The song is Kelly Clarkson's "Breakaway", one of the soundtracks for The Princess Diaries: The Royal Engagement.
Feathertop: Riiiight...
PH/swt... here you are again... don't i tell you to stay in your own stories?
Akune: We hate Therence...
Kafra Therence: You're so mean! cries...
PH: Hey! You made Therence cry! Argh! chases Akune to submission
FT: Riiiight...
P.S. Feathertop and I will soonbe publishing a co-authored story... so... watch out for that too! squeals excitedly and dies in the excitement.
