This chapter is edited. I have been editing everything all over again to format better, but I have pretty much left the author's notes alone, but this one was too long. Anyway, enjoy the edited chapter.
Strawberry's POV
I woke up somewhere soft and cozy, and immediately looked down at myself
'oh, that was only a dream!' I sighed in relief, but where was I? Also it was kind of saddening to find out that it had just been a dream. Because that boy, Cyniclon or whatever, was good company, way better than most I had been with.
"Oh, thanks Koneke" said the familiar voice of Yoru.
I couldn't believe how easily I identified him though we'd met only last night I felt almost as if I had known him forever.
'Last night, I guess he's living proof that it had been real'' I thought.
How I was dealing with this all scared me, because in fact I liked being this 'mew' if I was going to be a freak I might as well be a mew for a freak instead of just some homeless girl.
"Good morning Yoru" I said cheerily getting up.
Wait a second.
I was back in my normal clothes!
"Hey how come I'm back in my normal clothes?" I asked still looking down at my black long sleeve shirt with the cuts in the fabric up and down the sleeves, and at my white skinny jeans and black and pink skater shoes.
"You're back 'cause you broke off the transformation. Plus you fell asleep. By the way, do you always mumble in your sleep?" he asked, I blushed. Had I talked in my sleep again?
I must have been dreaming, I wondered embarrassedly what exactly he had heard.
"Don't worry I heard nothing at all. You weren't exactly speaking the clearest" he reassured
"Oh yeah, you can hear me" I smirked and continued "you know, as annoying as that is, it might actually come in handy, you know other than for your stalking purposes" I'd got him this time I grinned as he blushed dark red and began to stammer
"I-I- I don't stalk people, especially not y-y- you"
Time for one of my famous come backs "Then how come you're always trying to pick up on my thoughts when 'you don't stalk people, especially not me'"
He blushed harder "That's 'cause you scream your thoughts"
"No I don't, I actually try to think them quieter… if that's possible." I replied teasingly
"Well, whatever, we should leave now" he said changing the subject, it was my turn to be surprised
"Why do we have to leave?" I thought for a moment "and where do we have to go?"
"We have to find your partners, and I didn't pay the hotel" he explained
"You didn't pay! How did you even get in here?" I exclaimed
"Teleportation, remember? It's really useful y'know. Besides, I didn't have any money, and I didn't want to use yours, and if I had we probably couldn't have afforded a place like this anyways." Yoru said
"Oh, well let's get going then" I told him, suddenly ready to leave
"You're not mad about it still?" he asked, at my sudden calmness
"Well, I'm not exactly a perfect person. And this place is nice and free so why should I still be mad?" I replied, and almost flinched at the meanness in my words, where had that come from? That couldn't have been me speaking! This was robbing! It should feel wrong, but I still didn't have any negative feelings towards it. Actually I was wondering if we could do it again.
Where was all this coming from?
"The dark data" mumbled Yoru miserably, but quietly
"What do you mean?" I demanded
"Never mind, I just can't help myself from answering questions of the mind" he told me sadly. Well he shouldn't have spoken then.
'WHAT DO YOU MEAN!' I thought as loudly as possible.
I saw him wince
"The data. It's dark data. What is dark also known as? Bad, ok, it amplifies whatever pleasure you had in doing wrong so that you like it. You want it. The darkness feeds off the bad you do, or is done to you" he whispered so quietly that I had a hard time hearing it, but I still did
"So, I'm destined to be a criminal?" I wailed hopelessly
"Not necessarily, you can control it. But it's hard, and you can't always, like I said yesterday, being a dark mew is dangerous, and it's unstable, and it comes with obvious and not so obvious dangers." He explained
"Oh, I'll work at it then. But we can't do too much more stealing or wrong doing at first because I don't think I'd be able to control it. If you know what I mean, and you ought to know, anyway, let's get going, where to now?" I said
"Not sure, you're the one who should know, so try to feel where." He told me
"Feel what?" I asked
"Where the closest dark mew is" he answered.
I tried to feel it, and I could, slightly.
"Get me a map please!" my companion disappeared, and quickly returned with a map
"Don't tell me where you got it, but bring it here!" he did as I asked and I unrolled it and pointed.
"Well, looks like we're going to California"
Maria's POV
I was awake, but I hadn't opened my eyes yet. I could feel cold stone against my cheek, where was I?
I got up slowly and opened my eyes; I was still in the market? The shadows of the night streaked through my vision. How long had I been here for?
I went to the door of a merchant and knocked softly to ask for the time. But when the merchant came to the door and opened it he began to shout
"Ver por demonio imás por ángel! Get away from here!"
What? I wasn't a demon nor was I an angel.
But I knew better than to stick around so I left, running quietly and quickly, in a matter of minutes I got to one of the many beaches near the town.
I went to a spot of beach that was always completely alone-my home-once there I put my can of collectings down in the sand.
I then went down to the water's edge to bathe, but when I saw my reflection in the water I gasped and backed away from the water. What had happened to me? I crept back to the water slowly, but the reflection was the same.
I was wearing the prettiest thing I'd ever owned or probably ever would own.
It was a thigh length gown with blue ruffles lining the bottom hem.
The top had an inch of simple white lace folded down to make it a tube top.
There was a V shaped cut in the middle of the top hem extending from under the white lace, the cut went down the bottom of her breast and had white fabric under it with dark aqua marine straps fish-netting on top of the white fabric.
The dress itself was the dame dark aquamarine if not a slight shade lighter. With the gown I was wearing shin high boots that were a delicate shade of blue with black/blue lines running in crossing V's in the top corners of them, I also had sleeveless cuffs of dark blue/black around my wrists, and a part of my hair was tied/twisted up in a most intricate flower shape while the rest fell gently to my waist. But the strangest thing about me, the part which had gotten me called a demon or an angel was the small blue bird wings and tail that I now had.
The feathers and style of it reminded me of a bird I had seen a few times before I believe it had been called an 'ultra-marine blue lorikeet' or a 'Vini lorikeet'.
But why was I part bird now?
It had to do with that flash I decided. But what would I do now? Being a bird girl and looking so pretty would not help me beg.
But I had gotten that money from that man earlier, so I could live off of that for a while.
As I pondered over my future I spotted lights on the water, I looked out and realized my already keen eyes had been made sharper. I could read the print on the side of the boat
"Lucien's Traveling Circus?" Well I could probably get a job from there easy, so why not? It would be nice to start a new life.
I went up to the man who seemed to be in charge of everything
"Excuse me, ver Mr?" He turned to me, but could scarcely see my face as I had taken my rough worn cloak and put it on to avoid attention.
"What is it joven chica?" I breathed in deeply
"I would like a job ver Mr"
"What can you do? What is special about you?" he asked skeptically
"Come with me" he hesitated for a moment, but afraid to lose a chance at something valuable he came with me, I led him to a shadowed grove of trees and took off my cloak, the man gasped
"Qué es eso! What happened to you?"
"I don't know, I saw a light and I awoke like this, but I have no home and am need of a job, can you supply me with one?" the man nodded
"Ok, so what can I do?"
"Well, we are setting sail to leave for Australia right now, so you can help pack up." I nodded this time and headed out towards the others who were packing up the carnival, I went to a kind looking woman and she told me what to do, so I worked under her and by the end of a few hours we had gotten the circus all cleaned up and ready to go.
The headmaster told me to board with the old woman whose name was Brisa, she said she was named that because she had never liked staying in one place for to long. I liked this woman I decided as I drifted off to sleep in my bunker in the ship. I was headed to Australia, I thought as I was losing consciousness.
Rachel's POV
I put my hand to my face; it wasn't wet with the sticky substance that had covered my body but… maybe minutes ago?
The forest was still dim, but the sun was going to come up soon.
I could smell fresh water in the air; I stumbled towards it in the dark. I could barley see the trees in front of me. I tripped and screamed from the shock, and then I could see everything in the forest, the trees, the stream, the stupid rock I had tripped on.
But as the sound of my scream faded away so did my vision. What was this? I opened my mouth and began to sing the lullaby my real mother had always sang to me but I couldn't remember it perfectly so I sang what I could and hummed what I couldn't
"Hummm… in the red river valley, humm humm I never cease to bid you ado for they say you are taking the sunshine… hummhumm humm come and sit by my side if you love me…" my singing or rather my voice seemed to let me see, so I had continued as long as my vision remained.
Then when I lost it I began to sing some song about the river, and my sight returned. I tried whistling, the effect was the same.
So I traveled through the forest whistling, wondering how the hell I was able to see whenever I made noise.
Then I got to the river, I looked down, several questions passed through my mind such as
'What am I wearing?' and 'what happened?'
Actually my clothes were pretty cool. They were a black tank top made of stiff fabric with a sort of collar type thing coming from the top of the tank top.
There was a small silver medallion that was attached like a button in the centre of the collar.
From the top middle of the top a metal zipper-less zipper cord went down to the bottom which was halfway through my midriff, where it split into two 'sharp' triangles that came down from either side of the zipper line, and ended average length, then the triangle like shape ended and circled back up around my upper midriff.
My bottoms were a thigh length loosely plated black skirt with a thick mahogany leather belt that fashioned a dark bronze-gold buckle. Around my upper arm sleeves formed that continued down to my hands and ended up as fingerless gloves.
My neon hair had darkened a shade to an emerald hue and it had lengthened immensely being now longer than my waist, and was tied up into a pony tail, though the sides of my face still had free hair by it. The pony was tied with a red gem featuring two blue-gray ribbons that came from it.
There were two other things coming from my head, they were white ridges that didn't really connect to my body except at the top, so they kinda looked like smaller white ribbons, but I knew better, they were fins of sorts. My shoes were black combat boots.
There was no sign of my accident the other night.
"Wow, ok so why am I dressed like some super fighter?" I asked to myself.
I then went down to the stream cupped my hands and took a sip of the clean spring water.
Only after I had finished drinking did I notice the figure of a boy maybe a year older than me, he had indigo coloured hair and eyes. He smirked at me and laughed quietly.
"Hey! Who are you?" I demanded, the boy looked up grinning
"Does it matter?" he asked
"Yea, it does, I need to know if you're a problem or not" I told him back getting ready to hit him, maybe in the spot where guys don't generally enjoy being hit or rather kicked in.
"Well, I'm not a problem to you, so you don't need to know my name"
"Tell me" I growled, suddenly there was a long blade in my hand, good now I had a deadly weapon too, if I had need.
"Aren't you a feisty one?" he asked teasingly, his jokes were not appreciated right now.
I leapt at him, my blade raised above my head, ready to come down on this creep. But as I neared him, he simply disappeared, and I landed not that gently on the forest floor.
"You might want to try improving your aim" he suggested.
I whipped around, and there he was leaning against another tree
"B-but, you were… how?" I was stunned. He laughed some more
"A great magician never tells his secrets" I ran at him, he was gone again, laughing at me from behind.
I screamed at him in rage, he flinched and covered his ears, which were unusual looking.
I took my chance and ran to him as fast as I could, and I had the sword to his neck in seconds
"Now tell me who are you" I demanded
"Don't you have bigger problems now?" he answered still wincing slightly, I listened carefully and I could hear voices
"Look, there's her bike!"
"Do you think she's dead?"
"Where did she go, she should be dead"
"Ha! To bad for you, you crazy stalker, those are my friends" I told him relived
"Do you really think they're not going to hurt you when they see you like that" he motioned to me
"Well…" I faltered, would they even recognize me? Probably not
"What am I supposed to do then?" I asked
"Come with me" He held out his hand to me
Well how do you like the cliffy? I made it really cliffy, ending it mid sentence, annoying right? Anyways, please review, I love to hear from you guys it makes me happy