Hi everyone, this is my 2nd Fanfic and this time I am writing my version of the next installment in the Fallen series by Lauren Kate.
I just started reading the series and absolutely love it, I can not wait for Passion to come out in June.
I hope you like it, please review :)
It wasn't until after Luce had landed in some unknown time and place that she started to feel weary. The minute her feet touched down and she took in her surroundings doubts began to overwhelm her. I have no idea what the hell I'm doing being the most prominent.
Another scan of the scene in front of her quickly wiped away any regrets she had about stepping into that Announcer. Before her stood herself, or, her former self, she wasn't really clear on the technicalities of this whole reincarnation thing. This former Luce wore a drop waisted cream dress which contrasted with her black hair neatly arranged in pin curls. She looked as though she'd stepped right out of the pages of The Great Gatsby but Luce knew better. Not wanting alarm the girl Luce hid behind a nearby group of trees that lined the driveway past Luce was walking down.
When her former self had walked a significant distance down the street Luce followed, unsure whether or not she could be seen, her modern day clothes and somewhat dishevelled appearance would be sure to attract unwanted attention. Careful not to lose her past self Luce took in her surroundings properly for the first time. The houses lining the street were all magnificent, huge, and breathtaking. Luce could smell a hint of salt on the air which she took to mean that they were near the sea.
Luce, looking around herself in awe at the fantastic homes and well manicured lawns that surrounded her, crashed into something hard causing her to come to a stop and almost knocking her backwards. Past Luce stood in front of her, her eyes firmly narrowed at a boy in the distance who was heading towards them on a very old fashioned bicycle. It was past Luce that she had bumped into Luce realised, and her former self hadn't seemed to feel a thing. Could this mean she was invisible to the subjects of this memory? Luce stepped up once more and tapped her former self on the shoulder, nothing happened. She cleared her throat and tried again.
'Excuse me?' Luce asked in her most gentle polite tone. No response. In some ways her invisibility was a relief. She didn't want to frighten anyone and she knew that once the awful and inevitable fire started she wouldn't be able to stop herself from trying to stop Daniel.
Because that was the boy who was riding towards the two Luce's, it was obvious now. His hair was shorter and neater than she had ever seen it. Like past Luce he was dressed all in cream, long pants, sweater and collared shirt peeking out. Luce watched her past self, eyes fixed on the golden haired boy who so far had not even shot a glance in their direction. The boy sped past only averting his gaze from the road in front to glare at 1930's Luce. The girls face fell as she stared down in confusion. Luce recognised her frustration and wanted to rush forward and comfort herself, to tell her that Daniel did love her, he was just trying to protect her, to let her live.
Past Luce carried on walking; head still bowed, towards what Luce recognised as a bundle of shops, perhaps the town centre. Her past self did not look back but Luce couldn't help herself from casting a glance at the retreating Daniel, her heart still ached for him even though she resented his hiding the truth from her. What she saw made her heart ache even more so, Daniel wasn't riding away as Luce's past self thought he was. He was standing by the side of his bike watching his Luce, the Luce of this time; walk away with such profound sadness in his eyes.
Before Luce had the chance to once again follow this 1930's Luce an Announcer appeared from the trees that lined the street. Similar to the one before Luce felt it beckoning to her, as though it knew all the secrets that were being hidden from her, the secrets of her life. It opened up and without hesitation she stepped in, on to the next part of her journey, the next part of herself.
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Daniel stepped through the Announcer into a scene he knew well. In the distance he could see a second Announcer closing, no doubt taking Luce to her next location, or time period. Before summoning another Announcer to follow her, the love of his existence, Daniel surveyed the scene before him. He saw himself leaning against an old fashioned bicycle staring with sadness at the retreating figure of his Lucinda. This had been one of the first times he had tried not just ignoring Luce but being openly hostile towards her in the hope that she would simply not care about him, not fall in love with him as she had so many times before. But this time had ended as they all did, with her demise and his guilt and heartache.
But the cycle was broken now; he didn't have the luxury of another chance. He had to find Luce and take her back to safety. He summoned another announcer and set off once again on his quest to rescue his one true love.