Dark Cloud 2 Fanfic
Chapter 4: A Story----By The Several
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Monica tried to sleep. But somehow, something was keeping her awake. She tossed and turned, but she couldn't get to sleep.
"Hey, Monica," Max said from the other bed, his front lied to the bed with his arms crossed. "You can't sleep?"
Monica replied as she calmly scratches her head, "No… I don't know why. It's like, I feel like I'm missing something."
"Okay! Wanna hear a story then?" Max replied excitingly.
"Huh?"
"Once upon a time…" Max started.
"Hey, Max, are you making fun of me?" Monica suggested, her face pouting.
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Once upon a time, there was a boy who was locked inside a town. It was a town who hasn't seen the outside world.
"…Max?" She looks at him. His face, calm, yet intense.
This boy, has longed to see the outside world. He wanted to see the valleys, the ocean, the sea, but most of all… he wanted to find his mother.
His mother left him at a very early age, a long time ago when he was very little. He wanted to go to the outside world, to see her again.
Then one day, a strange destiny surrounded him. A legend surrounding 3 mysterious stones. Due to this event, he was finally able to set foot outside the walls that held him.
He traveled the world, and on this journey, he met a girl with incredible inner strength. Together, they fought the evil that engulfed the world.
Near the end of his travels, he finally found his mother, only to his surprise, she came from an era different from his. They could not be together.
The boy's heart melted. This was the end of his happy travels, and his very purpose for seeing the world was for naught. Still, he did find her, and he was still happy to see her.
But at the very end of his journey, he found something new to search for.
"Something new?"
Yes… He doesn't know what it is, but he had a new goal. His only fear was that whatever he was finding for, would end up like her what happened to her mother.
"…Max?" Monica said with a more worried tone in her voice.
Max was silent. Monica could only hear quiet sobbing on his part. Something was stopping him from going on. Several minutes past, Max spoke.
"…We should get some sleep. We still need to get up early tomorrow."
Monica was silent as well. Max has parents, but they're nowhere near for him... Is... he any different from me?
"Monica?" Max suddenly but weakly says.
"Yes?"
Max turns around from his bed to face her. "If you're ever in trouble, I want you to call me."
Monica was confused, yet insulted. "What? Whatever trouble your talking about, don't you think I can handle it?"
"You can," Max replies. "Like I wanted to for my mother, I want to protect you too."
Monica became red, but she was a little offended. "Is it because I'm a girl? You ARE like the other guys!"
Max was silent. Monica stopped there as well. She didn't know what else to say.
"No," Max replies, his face a blank stare looking at an endless void. "Chauvinism and chivalry are two different things."
"Your too important to me, Monica," Max continued. "And I… don't want the same thing to ever happen again. I couldn't protect my mother…I couldn't be with her." Monica was just silent. "I hope with you, things can be a little different."
Max turned around away from her. Monica just sat there on her bed. She was too stunned to talk. She just looked at Max, at the sadness in his eyes.
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I am... important, Max?
To be continued…