Also, I would like to add that I came up with my own answers to questions and mysteries that were left unanswered after the end of Haibane Renmei. And since I made up my own theories about the Haibane Renmei universe, you may feel offended or even angry at me. Please, don't get angry and send me hate mail...Seriously, this is a fan fiction. It's just a story. You don't have to read it. So calm down and go eat some blueberries.
Rules to keep in mind while reading:
Bold indicates that somebody is shouting in an angry manner
Italics indicate thought
(PC)... Perspective Change - indicates the transition between third person perspective to first person, and vice versa.
Down Here With The Rest Of Us
A Haibane Renmei fan fiction by
Sintendo
chapter one: emergence
The growth of the newly discovered twin cocoons was extremely rapid. Within a period of three weeks, each cocoon was the size of Rakka's original. By the time they were ready to hatch, as determined by Nemu, they had fused together forming one giant cocoon. Expecting a surge of liquid twice the intensity of Rakka's cocoon to burst from within, the residents of Old Home prepared for the worst. From the second floor room where the cocoons occupied, Kana and Rakka built a simple drainage system composed of wooden slides, and leather, leading all the way to the bottom floor and out into the courtyard.
Meanwhile, Hikari and Nemu prepared rooms for the twins in the east wing of Old Home. Each room primarily contained a bed, extra sheets, and a first aid kit to handle the pain and blood-loss when each twin's wings were ready to sprout. Already having experience with the birth of Rakka, the girls were ready for anything...
I was standing on what felt like beads scattered on a soft road. The ground was unstable, and I had to constantly correct my balance. I noticed that I was wearing a sort of gown. It felt as soft as a cloud that was picked out of the sky and spread around my body, though that was not what I felt inside my body. My head pounded with every beat of my heart; my eyes heavy, longing for sleep, but I knew it wouldn't happen. I forced them open, regretting ever doing so. I stared in awe of the sight before me. In the foreground of a dark abyss were millions of clocks surrounding me. Spinning, orbiting, and even taunting me as I dodged any that hurled itself toward me. Desperately, I began to run, not for the nearest exit, but anywhere but here. As I ran, I observed that each clock had its hands pointed to six o'clock. Suddenly each clock began ticking, as if trying to confuse me. I felt each deafening tick pass my ears and flow straight to my bones. With each tick, my knees rattled and eventually I landed face first into the floor.
"What is this?" I thought, "A dream?" As I lay there, unable to move, an unknown force pulled me upright to a standing position. My head was forcefully tilted back; my eyes were held open by what felt like toothpicks. Franticly, I tried to see who or what was forcing me in this awkward position. Trying to focus my attention past the whirling clocks, I saw a giant number six materializing out of nowhere. The number six flew at my face, and tapped my forehead with its tip, causing me to close my eyes as I flinched.
Moments later, I reopened my eyes, expecting to see more clocks, but instead, I was surrounded by gray matter. Oddly enough, I feel weightless and light. Realizing that I am floating underwater, I desperately try to swim upwards toward air, only to find that the ceiling above me was sealed. Still holding my breath, I desperately claw at the walls, hoping that I am able to escape from this strange room. Finally clawing away at the soft areas, I come upon a hard shell-like material. Realizing that this is may be my only way out, I punch through the shell to freedom. The sudden rush of water sends me through the shell, and headfirst into a floor. Feeling dizzy, I close my eyes only to pass out to the sound of voices around me...
"Whoa! What the hell?"
"Ah! It's already happening!"
"Let's hope this drain works!"
"Dammit! This's a lot of water!"
"Hold on everyone!"
"Whoa! Is this a guy?"
"Is he breathing?"
"Yes. What about the other one?"
"She's not breathing!"
"Somebody go get the doctor!"
"Her face is completely blue..."
(PC)...
Old Home was once again aflutter with action and excitement. The news of a newborn Haibane quickly spread throughout the Young Feathers. The entrance of the East wing was completely blocked off with a stern warning on hand made sign, clearly aimed at the children. Simple, yet effective, the sign read:
"DO NOT ENTER OR FEEL THE WRATH OF KANA!"
Kana and Nemu carried the newborn male into the guestroom of the west wing of Old Home. Just a littler bigger than Nemu herself, the two girls struggled with his weight, taking a few breaks along the way. His dark brown hair was shoulder length, prompting the girls to doubt weather he was a male or not. That doubt was quickly erased from the girls mind when Kana accidentally slipped on the stairs, and fell to the floor, which in turn made Nemu drop the newborn onto the strairs with his gown falling up to his chest. Blushing profusely, the girls quickly straightened his gown, and rushed him into the guestroom.
Meanwhile, Hikari ran past the gates of Old Home, dragging along with her an elderly doctor, barely able to keep up. With a stethoscope around his neck, and a bag in his hand, he was clearly a doctor.
She quickly led him to the east wing, careful to avoid from slipping on the wet floors. Entering the birth room of the twins, she pointed to the newborn who wasn't breathing. A teary-eyed Rakka looked up to face the doctor.
"It's been ten minutes and she's still not breathing...," Sobbed Rakka, "Is there anything you can do?"
The doctor sighed, and kneeled over the newborn, placing his index and middle fingers on her neck. Shaking his head, the doctor pulled from his bag a magnifying glass. He observed the newborn's body, paying close attention to her neck. As he replaced his glass into his bag, the doctor shook his head as he stood.
"I'm sorry, but there's absolutely nothing I can do." He said sorrowfully, "It seems that something strangled her from inside the cocoon."
Immediately Rakka fell to her knees and began sobbing. She covered her face with her hands, as if trying to hide from the world.
"Nobody deserves this kind of treatment," She sniffed, "She never even had a chance."
"Come on now, Rakka." Hikari said in a comforting manner, "It was an accident. Nobody's to blame for this."
"Actually..." The doctor interrupted, "It appears that the other one had his hand around this one's throat."
"What?" Hikari gasped, "Let me see..."
The doctor pointed to the bruise of the dead girl's neck. It had a faint outline of somebody's hand.
"You don't think that he could be capable of doing this?" Hikari asked the doctor.
"I don't know much about Haibane cocoons, so I would have no idea..." The doctor sighed, "Maybe you should go and ask the Haibane Renmei about this."
(PC)...
I slowly awoke to the sound of dishes clanging in a sink. Immediately, I began to scan the area. Though slightly blurry, I could make out certain objects. To my lower left was what seemed to be a closet. To my immediate right was a nightstand. Further to the right was a table filled with dishes and what seemed to be a toolbox. Sitting around the table were three people, chatting softly amongst themselves. A fourth woman entered through a doorway carrying a tray with a teapot. She placed it on the table and began serving the others tea. I suddenly realized how dry my throat was and began to sit up, immediately feeling pain in my shoulder blade area.
"Goddammit..." I groaned.
Shocked, the girls at the table ran to my side.
"Are you alright?" A girl who wore glasses asked.
"Aww, hell..." I grumbled.
"I guess not..."
"Here, drink this." Said a girl as she handed me a glass.
As I sat up, I slowly brought the glass to my mouth, pouring liquid in. Confirming that it was water, I quickly gulped the entire contents of the glass.
"Thank you." I said as I handed back the glass. Working out a series of blinks, I focused in on the girls surrounding me. Closest to me was a girl wearing a white Japanese school-girl uniform highlighted orange. Her hair was a soft brown and looked as if she was attacked by a static filled balloon.
To her right was the girl who handed me the glass of water. Her hair was black and brushed down. She wore a dark gray Chinese style outfit. To her right was the Girl wearing glasses. Her hair was a light blonde, and held into a ponytail. She wore a white blouse, tied at the collar with some sort of string. Her mini-skirt was plaid, containing various shades of brown. To my left was a sleepy eyed girl.
"No," I though to myself, "More like a young woman..."
She wore brown, full-length dress, and a pink sweater. She was holding what seemed like a small covered frying pan with a hole in the middle. I blinked a few more times as I noticed that something about them was odd. They each were wearing a pair of charcoal colored wings. Not only were the wings out of place, but they each were also wearing halos, which seemed to be floating above their heads.
"Am I...dead?" I asked all of them. Instead of a straight "yes" or "no" answer they giggled amongst themselves.
"Is this a joke?" I nearly shouted. Calming themselves down, the girls each shook their head.
"No this isn't a joke," The girl in the uniform stated, "We're in the guestroom of a place called 'Old Home'."
"Yeah," Exclaimed the girl with the glasses, "And you're the first male Haibane born here!"
"Haibane?" I asked, "What's that?"
"Ahem!" The girl in the brown dress drew attention. "Before we tell you that, we should introduce ourselves. My name's Nemu."
"I'm Hikari," The girl with glasses said, "nice to meet you!"
"My name's Kana." Said the girl in the Chinese clothes.
"And I'm Rakka." Said the girl in the uniform.
"Uh... hi..." I said timidly, "My name's... uh... I can't remember?"
The girls once again giggled.
"It's not funny." I grumbled.
"Ok, before we determine that, tell us about your dream." Rakka said.
"Uh... My dream?"
"You had one...inside the cocoon?" asked Nemu.
"Yeah, but how did you know?"
"We each had dreams," stated Hikari, "I dreamt of a bright white light. That's why my name's 'Hikari'."
"I dreamt of a river, which is why my name is 'Kana'." She pointed to Nemu, "She was dreaming of sleeping, which is why her name's 'Nemu'."
"And I dreamt that I was falling through the air, which is why I'm called "Rakka'."
"So...you name yourselves according to your dreams?" I asked. They nodded in response.
"So tell us about your dream." Rakka said again.
"Well..." I said, and I closed my eyes, "All I can remember was seeing the number six... a giant number six poking my forehead."
The girls then lowered their head in thought.
"Six..., six..., Roku?" Said Hikari, "How's that for a name?"
"That's great!" Said Nemu.
"Yeah, Roku..." Said Kana.
Nemu handed the frying pan with a hole to Rakka.
"Well then Feather Roku," Rakka said as she used tongs to take out a golden circular object from the pan, placing it above my head , "Welcome to 'Old Home'!"
end chapter one
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