The Journal

Authored by: Doublecrossed94

Disclaimer: I own neither Ragnarok Online nor the characters on this fanfic. I only own my plot.

"I speak."

Journal entry, "Flashback."

'I thought.'

Scientists that once worked there left the Somatology Biolaboratory. Now, it is completely deserted except of the fact that clones roam inside the abandoned lab.

Of course, adventurers can take the challenge and enter the lab whenever they want.

Errende on the other hand, sighed deeply. How long was it ever since he saw the sun shine? He looked at the ceiling lamps and decided to stroll around their prison.

He smiled wanly at every clone he sees, whoever clone they maybe. At a point, he passed by a stimulatingly familiar prison cell.

Sensing the nostalgia in the cell, he entered it. Bloodstains were found on the granite floor and the charred cemented wall. He looked around.

When his eyes lay upon the bed, he remembers a vague memory.

"What are you writing there?" Errende, fully human, asked his prison cell partner Wickebine.

"Nothing," she quickly hid the item under her pillow.

"If you say so."

The memory was haunting Errende, he shook his head to shake the memory off his head. He sat at her bed and looked under the pillow. He found a rather meticulously designed notebook with the title: "My Journal"

He frowned at it and flipped through the pages. Then, he stopped on a random page and started to read them all.

Journal Entry

Third month of summer, First Day of Moon

A weird day for me. Today, I got tired of stealing from merchants and people since they can be easily preyed at since people are just soooo cramped. So I decided to do something fun.

I went to the church and picked up a stone. I threw it towards a glass window. What I didn't notice was an acolyte tending the garden.

The stone hit him hard. He looked at me. I ran away from him. I swept my way through the crowds of people until I saw myself standing in front of the old Swordsman Guild.

I turned and found him there catching his breath. He was clutching the stone I threw. I thought he wanted to hit me back. Therefore, I decided to go inside the building.

I found myself twisting my ankle. I fell on the pavement. I closed my eyes. I thought he would punish me. I waited, waited, and waited. How long would this punishment take?

I just felt a surge of relief. I opened my eyes. I found myself dumbfounded when I saw him healing my ankle.

I scowled at him but he didn't notice. When he was finished, he returned to me the stone and gave me three words: 'Please stop it.'

He stood and was about to merge with the crowd when I asked him his name.

His name was…

…Errende Ebecee.

From that day and on. I found myself visiting him.

Truly yours,

Wickebine

He was taken aback. 'This was the day she… I…'

"You're here?" a surprised voice came in front of him; he looked at the direction and found Wickebine in front of him.

"Wi-Wickebine," he stammered as he tried to hide the journal.

"You read it," she stated bluntly, her voice dull of any emotion. An awkward silence came.

The silence continued until a clone of the mage Laurell came in.

"Errende Ebecee, Kavach Icarus wants to see you at the main lab," he stated with no trace of emotion at his face.

"Sorry, I've got to go," he said, not knowing what to say to her as he left.

She lifted her head and watched Errende walk away.

"He read it huh? My journal…"

Errende grumbled. Kavach Icarus gave another dispatch order to him. Definitely, intruders keep entering their prison.

He sat at a bed near the entrance of the lab and ordered his clones to wait until the intruders to get in.

He lay down on the bed and sighed. Will Wickebine just forgive him for what he did? He silently scolded himself.

Wickebine had been searching for Errende, so she decided to ask Kavach for any news.

When she entered the main lab, the lab looked a complete mess; blood sprawled out everywhere as bodies of clones lay on the floor. Kavach was leaning on the wall and tying his arm with a piece of cloth.

"Kavach!" she ran towards the wounded original and knelt beside him. He looked at her and sighed deeply.

"Go and hurry to the entrance, I am fearing for what happened to Errende," he explained. He gestured to Wickebine to go.

She ran towards the second floor of the lab.

'That idiot Errende, going to the front lines without telling me,' she thought as she ran towards the second floor.

Errende lay on a pool of blood, weak and dying. He looked at the bodies of the clones around him and sighed. Was this the end? If I die, will I be able to escape our prison?

Thoughts continued to run towards his mind. He heard running towards his direction. He silently hoped that the person would not go to his location. He might be healed back to normal and live again at his eternal prison.

He heard the running stop. Then, a gasp followed it. Wickebine ran towards his side and lifted him to her arms.

"Errende!" she cried, tears were forming at her eyes. He smiled at her weakly as he took his final words.

"Wickebine… this might be… the last time we… would be together," he said. Tears ran at her cheeks.

"No!" she shouted, he coughed.

"Sorry… that I… read your journal," he weakly apologized. A tear dropped at his cheeks.

"Stop it Errende!" she ordered the brown-haired person. He gave an apologizing smile.

"Wickebine… there's something… something I want… you to… read," his breathing became shallower. She gripped his shoulders as tears continued to pour down.

"Please don't waste your—"

"Under my…pillow… there's something… I want you to… read," he reached out to touch the girl's cheeks as life continued to leave him.

"Errende!" she cried out in vain. The acolyte gave a faint smile.

"I… l-l-love… you," the acolyte's reaching hand fell to his chest. Void of life.

"Errende!" she shook his shoulders weakly.

"Errende!" she cried and buried her face at his chest. The acolyte now falls and dies. The soul trapped did not enter to another host but freely left the prison.

She weakly pulled out a letter under Errende's pillow. She opened it and read the letter.

Wickebine,

If you read this, I may not be in Midgard anymore. I just want to tell you that ever since the moment you hit me with the stone. I fell for you. This past years might be hard for you. Going here then back there and visit me everyday. I just want to thank you for being there for me. I want to say that I loved you from the very moment I saw you.

Errende Ebecee

Tears ran on her cheeks. She cried out. Errende wrote something like this. When did he write this letter?

She sobbed as she dropped the letter Errende left for her. She pulled her knees towards her chest and rested her arms over it. She buried her head on her arms as the sobbing continued.

"Why did you gave this letter just now?!" she cried.

"Why didn't you show up again Errende?" she yelled.

"I thought you love me?!"

He looked at Wickebine's crying state. His heart broke as she yelled and cried. He just wished he could return to another host but he could not anymore.

'Why? Why can't I return anymore?'

'Why? Why now when I told her I love her?'

'Why? Why didn't I tell her earlier?'

'You were scared all along.'

'I'm sorry Wickebine.'

His consciousness began to fade as he entered a new world. A new world to live in. A new world without Wickebine.

'I love you, Wickebine.'

"I love you, Errende."

CUUUUUUT!!

Hello there people! I am very very sorry about my classmate who gave the idea of making this. Hehehe…

On behalf of my friend, I, Doublecrossed94, ask for your forgiveness. (Winks)

So… did I write well? Review please!

If you really hate me, just say it. You might end up destroying your own monitor/money. Hehehehe…