In this chapter, it goes back in time to 1612 where Eliza and Faust where living.
I don't know why I did it this way… But I did so yea
Oh yea, I don't own shaman king so… don't sue lol
And it does go forward again in the 3rd chapter… keep reading! The 3rd chapter is the
best!
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Chapter two: Sorge (sorrow)
Eliza sat on her bed and pulled out her brand new diary. She reached out and turned on the lamp next to her bed and grabbed a pencil. Once getting comfortable, she un-buckled her diary and started writing…
June 27 1612;
Father has made me move to this god forsaken Inn. For some reason, he thought owning and running an inn was his calling and he dragged me along with him! So now I'm stuck in this mansion filled with strangers. Oh mother, I wish you were here, maybe we'd still be living back in the house father built. I suppose it isn't all bad, I'll get to meet new people every day! Tomorrow, Father will open the inn for business. He named it after you, mother. Tomorrow, guests from all over Germany will be able to lodge in the "Ophelia Inn". Isn't that great mother?
Eliza buckled her diary back up and placed it in the top drawer of her dresser. She got up and walked downstairs to see her father talking to a few strange people that wanted rooms in the mansion. She walked out the front door and sat on the stairs. In just two days I will be seventeen! She rested her head on her hand and watched people from all over get out of their carriages and walk inside.
I hope my father doesn't embarrass me in front of all those people! Eliza thought covering her face with her hands. She looked back to where her father was talking to the people and saw a girl walking towards her with a long peach colored dress and springy blonde hair. She came and sat right next to Eliza.
"Hi, my name is Victoria! And I'm staying here with my father for a while" "Why, hello Victoria!" My name is Eliza.""Yes, I heard your father talk about you, you seem very nice" she said with a smile."My father spoke of me?" she said blushing. "I hope he didn't say anything embarrassing." "Oh, no he said nice things about you." Victoria with satisfaction in her voice "Well I would hope so." She said looking at Victoria. "After all, he is my father""Have you seen that Faust fellow around? Victoria asked nudging Eliza in the arm."Faust? Eliza asked, now looking at Victoria.
"Yes, Johann Faust the Eighth" she said blushing a little.
"Why, no, no I haven't. Do you know where he is?" asked Eliza eager to meet this Faust.
"Actually… no I haven't," she replied. "But I did see him go into the second to last room on the left upstairs last night."
"Oh, thanks Victoria." Eliza said standing up. "I'll see you tonight at dinner, no?"
"Why yes! Yes you will!" replied Victoria smiling. "Bye!" Victoria walked outside to mingle with the other new-comers of the inn.
Eliza slowly walked up the spiral stairs, holding up her long skirt so she didn't trip on it on the way up.
Upon reaching the top of the stairs, she saw a man coming out of the second to last room on the left, wearing a big grey-white jacket, reaching his ankles, with a matching hat, with a blue hat-band. Around his neck was a rather large orange scarf, hiding his face. Faust! Eliza thought to herself. She stood there and waited for him to lock his door and come down the hallway.
The man loomed down the hall, Eliza bravely stopped him, when he was within arms reach and said, "Hi, my name is Eliza, my friend from downstairs was telling me about you."
The man in the coat seemed to look at her, but she couldn't tell through his orange scarf. He pulled down the scarf and took the hat off of his head and bowed to Eliza. "Delighted to meet you, my name is Johann Faust the Eighth."
Eliza curtsied. "Where are you headed Faust?"
Faust looked at her and smiled. "I'm going to go sit in the meadow and gaze at the stars."
Eliza seemed a bit surprised at this response. "You? Go lay in the meadow?"
"uh-huh." Faust said, heading for the stairs, putting his hat back on.
"Well," Eliza said taking a step towards him. "Can I come with you?"
"Why, I don't see why not." Faust said looking back to her, reaching for her hand.
Eliza grabbed his hand and started walking downstairs. "Are you the daughter of the owner of this manse?" asked Faust once reaching the bottom of the stairs.
"Yes, yes I am" responded Eliza, now locking her arm with his.
"Tell your father what a nice residence he owns in this most perfect prairie in the mountains."
"Ok," Eliza chuckled. "I'll be sure to do that"
Faust smiled and helped her down the front stairs.
