Mikau: See chapter one for my introduction of me, and my 'Kara's Disclaimer'
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AUTHOR'S NOTE
Tippy-chan: Okay I'm back again with another chapter, this time the prologue.
I hope you like it because it took me a while. Oh and on the character page answering Helena-Jeanne-Chibi: I put the character page in there for people who don't fully know the story. Hao's personality hasn't developed yet in my story otherwise he would be all of those things. Anna is slightly cold although, yes, she's mostly just emotionless. I'm not making Pirika talkative so that's why it's not in there. I watch the anime of Shaman King and read the manga so I made Ren have a British accent because I think its part of his personality, although you're right with that too. Horo Horo is a good friend and other things but he's mostly what I described him as in my fic. Yes the Spirit of Fire can think although it is kind of funny Bason was 'getting soft' but he still might not understand boy-girl relationships. Thanks everyone who reviewed the character page and thank you especially for pointing out my mistakes, Helena-Jeanne-Chibi. I may not write the most clear paragraphs right now but I promise later everything will be explained. Now here's the prologue.Note: Prologue is NOT in first person. The rest of the story will be.
Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman King or any of its characters. I just own Anlita Nakamura.
Prologue
Anlita sighed, sadly, as she looked through the car window. An hour ago she'd been on a plane. Twelve hours before that she'd been at home, sobbing, as she packed, while being glared at by her once loving father. Her mother had stood in a corner, crying. But she still pretended she didn't know Anlita. Still pretended she didn't have a daughter, that the only daughter she had was dead.
Nobody had believed Anlita when she said she hadn't meant for the accident to happen. She loved her twin sister, Cassidy, as much as anyone. But nobody would listen because they had been so different. Anlita loved nature. She only wore make-up for special occasions. She tried hard in school to get good grades but somehow Cassidy always got better. Anlita didn't mind, though. She just tried harder to get better grades. Cassidy wore completely different clothes too. Anlita wore capris and mostly loose fitting clothing. Cassidy wore hip huggers and tight clothing.
Cassidy didn't like nature. She found that she just couldn't understand it. She wasn't a shaman, after all. Cassidy loved to wear tighter clothes and make-up. She was very smart, nice, and popular, not snobby. She was daring and athletic too.
Anlita was more mellow. She loved to read and draw. She was very in tune with nature and animals, her spirit being a lion after all. She was musical too. She disliked sports mostly because she couldn't understand them or play them.
Cassidy was so much different...Anlita felt tears come to her eyes. 'Maybe,' she thought, 'if I had been more like her I would have been strong enough to stop her or save her...'
Suddenly, an image flashed before her eyes.
FLASHBACK
"Come on! If we do this dare we could be the talk of the school!" cried thirteen-year-old Cassidy. "All we have to do is climb up the ladder until we reach the top!" 'Easier said then done.' Thought thirteen-year-old Anlita. "How would we even prove we did it?" she asked, frowning. Cassidy sighed in exasperation. "That's what the cameras for! Now come on we need to get going before the sun comes up!" Anlita stepped back. "No." Cassidy rolled her eyes. "Suit yourself. I'm going." "Wait!" But it was too late. She'd already started climbing. Anlita stood there trembling in the cold as she watched Cassidy climb. She felt nervous with out Liger by her. She wouldn't be able to do anything if Cassidy got in trouble. She was right. She couldn't do anything. She could only watch as her sister fell fifty feet from the ground to her death...
END OF FLASHBACK
Anlita was brought back down to Earth with a sickening lurch, as one of the car's wheels dipped into a pot hole. Anlita was jostled so bad her head hit the car window with a BANG. "OUCH!" she cried. But the driver didn't say anything. It was her uncle after all. And he believed, like everyone, else that it was her fault and that she was happy it was. And he, like everyone else, believed she should feel as much pain as possible for it.
End of Prologue
Tippy-chan: ...Okay slightly depressing, I must admit. But I promise the next chapter will be allot less so. And allot longer. Did you like it? Good? Bad? Review? Please? Okay well I should have time to write on the weekend so that's when the next chapter will come. To answer Wingweaver22 Anlita, Tamao, and Pirika are thirteen. Everyone else is fourteen. Well besides Hao is actually one thousand years old. Hmmm. Let's just leave him at fourteen. Please review although you don't have to. But it would be nice. Okay well the next chapter will come on the weekend so just wait. It will be in first person and it's called 'Hellos and Goodbyes'. This is the part where she meets Yoh, Anna, and dun, Dun, DUN Hao !