Author's note: This is only the 2nd fanfic I've written (as a story). The last one was written over a year ago and underdeveloped. This one's more developed. Please review… Oh and by the way this is a while after chapter one… if it's not obvious to you…This is kind of short...
Chapter 2 : Hidden Identity
A few people stared at the two hooded figures as they stepped onto the train. Feeling their eyes on her, Alex pulled her cloak tighter around her so as to feel more securely hidden and closed off from the many people around her. She couldn't stand to be around crowds. Looking at the ground, she made her way to an empty seat, followed by Sarah. As the train began to move, Alex looked up. The eyes of all those around them were on the two sisters (though they quickly looked away when Alex looked up.) Of course, we would look slightly suspicious, Alex thought. Wearing heavy cloaks in the middle of autumn, when it's not exactly cold.
"Kind of warm in here, don't you think?" she said loudly to Sarah as she threw off the cloak to reveal a girl with short dark hair wearing oversized black pants and a long sleeved shirt with a collar made in the style that men in the East would wear.
"Eh? Ah… nn," Sarah said, following her sister's example and taking off her cloak. Sarah had a pretty pale face with bright lips. Her black hair fell in waves around her face and her eyes were so dark they looked like glass. Her overall face was unmistakably Asian, although her sister seemed to be European. Despite this, people often believed they were from the East, and they just let people believe what they wanted. The passengers on the train seemed more relaxed once they took off the cloaks. Alex slumped down in the seat.
"I'm- so- tired," she yawned as she stretched her arms and placed them behind her head.
A searing pain burned through her right shoulder and she slumped forward. The blood soaked the side of her shirt and trickled down her back and stomach. She reached to wrap her arms around herself, to help her to endure the pain till the end, only to find a half arm on her left side helplessly moving about, feeling for nothing with a hand that no longer existed. Her arm dropped and she trembled to hold back what was inside her. She lifted her head to look at the life-sized doll before her. Its face was like a carefully made doll's, almost lifelike, and the body was like a complex puppet, able to move all the joints almost exactly like a human can. It quivered to life, slowly rising to stand, when suddenly the life seemed to vanish. The body quivered again, then fell to the ground. She let out an anguished cry filled with grief and hopelessness. The cry of one who has just lost everything with no chance of ever getting it back.
Alex sat up suddenly. She felt the rumbling of the train. Looking around, she saw the other passengers were calm and relaxed or tired and exhausted. This told her that she had not let this cry slip from her lips as she slept. The train began to slow, giving her a reason to put her cloak back on and seal away the weak and despairing girl inside.
Footnotes: nn it's the best way I knew how to write this… I know how it sounds ;; think of it as "yeah"