Chapter 2.

Wishing For A Miracle.

Disclaimer: Almost forgot about this one. I do not own Shoujo Kakumei Utena, Ohtori Academy, or any of its students or settings you recognize. I do own everything else.

I sat back as the car, in which I was, climbed another hill. Holidays were finally over, but it's only Saturday, 10:00 AM. I learn the time by glancing quickly on the wristwatch I wear. The car speeds towards Ohtori Academy, of which I am a student, and was for most part of my life. The place itself seems unreal now. There was a rumour among the students that in that school miracles were happening. Miracles? What is a miracle?

Now, the car stops, and I get out of the passenger seat in the back. As every year before this, I pick up my bag and thank the driver lightly. I go up to the school's giant doors. Somehow, it seems to become full of unreal things, those that do not belong to the real world. But it seems so real, that you can actually feel the power binding each and every student here. I strain to think, what have changed in myself for these years of Senior school. Or at least, try to.

I set my bag down in an empty room. This is the West Hall. I do know I'm not going to be the only person living here, but the House's stillness surprises me. The last door to the right on the second floor is my room, where I am right now. I do like quiet places, but I can not help starting to wonder, and wishing for some miracle to happen...

My name is Michael Delion. I have immigrated to Japan from Austria, when I was very little, so I remember nothing about that time. I'm a student in Ohtori Academy, as you mgiht have guessed already. I am seventeen years old, and in my last year, grade 12, and a member of Fencing Club here as well. I have medium built, broad shoulders, emerald-green eyes, and fiery-orange hair, which fall down to a shoulder-lenght. Well, at least, that is what I see about myself, when I look into the mirror. Add to that plain and sharp facial features, and my habit of looking straight into the eyes of the person I'm speaking to, and you see I'm just your average Joe type of a guy. Or, at least, I think so...

Now, I look around the room, and then decide to get out for some exersise. Normally, it would be a walk around the dorm. As it was now I decided to take a walk around this dorm. I look at the clock again, just to be sure about time. 11:00 AM. So, it took me an hour to settle myself. That was fast...

As I walk, I try to remember several years, that went by in a blink of the eye. Grade eleven...Grade ten...Grade nine...Grade eight... Those four years are crystal-clear in my memory, but starting from grade seven and down, I see everything in a haze. There is still a rumour, that something horrible happened, but it seems no one can tell what, or how, or why...

I return to my room. There is nothing to expect inside, really. I knew it will be the same. Exept...It was not. There was this little piece which fell out of the place, that seemed so quiet and peaceful...

I pick up a long white envelope, lying on the table. I have not seen it before in my life, but something tells me to open it. Nothing is written on the front, and I think it should not be. But it is the back which attracts my attention.

The envelope is sealed with the rose pattern, same as I saw on the walls of the school...

I tear it open, and there is yet another surprise waiting for me. A ring with fiery-orange rose pattern rolls out on my hand. The letter informs me about being a part of Student Council. The only odd thing about it is the signature: 'Ends of the World". All I can do is stare at the letter in astonishment. I read the postscript silently, but the last words of it seem to burn.

"Break the world's shell...For the sake of Revolutionizing the world!" I say it out loud in an empty room, then feel the rush of power swirl through. I blink in confusion. What do they mean by that? Is it somebody's lame joke, or is it serious? What am I supposed to do now? Will a miracle actually happen? I slide the strange ring on my right hand, and decide to wait and see, what will happen...

A/N: chapter two reload