A/N: READ THIS! So… yeah! Thank you guys for reading and liking this fanfic, and leaving reviews and stuff. Please leave reviews! It encourages me and inspires me that people are actually liking this!
Okay, real point of the A/N: I was thinking about this, and decided that there IS a Luna. Levana was the ruler and all, but there wasn't a revolutionary. I just made this decision, and it would totally backfire my previous posts if I said there was a revolution.
So here's the plan: Levana was bad and power-wanting and all. She really hated Winter and shells, ordering their deaths (shells, not Winter), but then something happened, like a vision or something, and the next day, she stopped ordering these deaths. She stepped down from her position and went down to Earth without letting anyone knowing she was Lunar. Earthens still don't like Lunars. Levana DOES use her glamour, but only to cover her burn scars and her injuries from Channary. Hope you like it! Oh, and no ports or netscreens. Just univs with the regular continents…. If you don't like anything about it… just review your opinion or stop reading it. Thanks for supporting!
Wolf was scared for the first time in his life.
Sure, when he was little and the Lunars that kidnapped him fed him some weird drugs that made him this muscular, he was scared that time, too. But this "scared" was a different kind of scared. He was sweating buckets, he couldn't keep still, and his heart was racing.
After thinking about what Thorne said about the… very serious case that starts with a 'L' and ends with an 'E', Wolf settled that Thorne was talking about… something Wolf didn't know about.
Finally, finally, Scarlet came out from the school building. It was still raining, and Wolf was waiting since an hour ago. Scarlet had detention that day. Wolf would've had detention with her, but he was scared that the serious case Thorne said would get even more serious if he did that.
Wolf got up from the bench in a hurry, and Scarlet looked at him. He felt his heart stop, and froze. Then, Scarlet said, "Um, is there something you need?"
Wolf unfroze and said, "I-um, I wanted to ask if you… you've seen my jacket? It's… gray, and… big… and…" Ughhhh. This was so not going the way it was supposed to go like. First, Wolf was supposed to offer to walk home with her, but he chickened out.
Scarlet shook her head. "Nope. You know, there's a lost and found in the school," and she walked off. Wolf noticed that she didn't have an umbrella, so he ran up to her and gave her his umbrella.
"Here. You can use this. I can run." And he ran. Fast. Wolf was getting the idea of Thorne's very serious case.
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...Liking someone?
Cinder ran away. Kai was being too complicated. How could he say that he likes her after all that he did? After all those times he had hurt her and cheated on her, how could he say that he like her now? Cinder shook her head away from those thoughts and ran in the rain. When she arrived at her house, her android, Iko, a dark skinned, blue haired person, was waiting on the porch. Iko got up fast, waved at Cinder.
"Oh my stars, Cinder. You scared me so much! How come you didn't ride the bus home?" Iko shrieked when Cinder came onto the porch, dripping wet. Iko grabbed the towel she had out on the porch bench, and handed it to Cinder.
"Thanks, Iko. And, sorry. I missed the bus when I lost time… gathering some mechanic pieces," Cinder lied.
Iko rolled her eyes. "Cinder, you realize that you cannot lie? I may not have a lying detector like you do, but you are just so bad! Come on, let's get inside and you can tell me what happened."
"What?!" Iko shrieked, smiling.
"I said, Kai told me he likes me, and… he kissed me…" Cinder mustered out.
"And?! Did your lying detector thingy say that he was lying?!"
Cinder stayed quiet and pretended that she was too concentrated on fixing Iko's broken hand. "Oh my stars. It didn't go off, did it?" Iko stopped moving. Cinder still didn't say anything and kept on working on Iko's hand.
Truth was… it didn't go off. "Kai still doesn't know that I'm a cyborg, and it might change if he knows," Cinder said.
"Aces, Cinder! How can you miss this opportunity?! It's Kai! The freaking school's director's son!" Iko screamed.
"Yeah, but do you know how hurt I was?! Do you know how many times I felt like crying myself to sleep because of Kai the freaking school's director's son?!" Cinder burst out. If her eyes did let her cry, she would be crying right now.
Silence. Then: "Stars, I'm sorry Cinder. I do know how you feel about him… but the lying detector didn't go off, right? So maybe you can make up with him. Unless you really don't like him. You can introduce me to him, right?"
Cinder couldn't help hiding her laughter. "Of course, Iko. Of course."
"Help… Help…! Help!" Winter jumped up. She was on the couch, Jacin sitting next to her, sleeping, and the T.V still playing the movie they had agreed to watch.
This was not happening. But it was. She felt the ice crawling up her toes. "C-cold. I-I'm going to die."
Jacin woke up in a start, and looked at Winter. She was shivering, the frost reaching her knees now. Jacin cuddled next to her, pulling the blanket around her. "Shhh, it's alright. It's alright. I'm right here."
"It's so co-cold." The frost was going up across her torso now.
"It's not real, Winter. I got you. It's alright. You're not going to die. I'm right here."
Suddenly, the frost was melting. Winter stopped shivering. "Ja-Jacin?" Her words weren't broken because of the cold now.
"Yes, Princess?" Jacin said, calling her the nickname they both made up when they were young. He got a handkerchief and wiped her sweat off. She looked up at him. They were so close now. If only she lifted her chin up, then their lips would touch.
"Jacin Clay, there's an assassin under the couch," she whispered. Jacin smiled. Long before her stepsister, Levana, was the principal of the school and was the ruler of the moon Luna, Jacin had been a personal guard of Winter. Guards were supposed to do their work, and "protect you and keep you out of trouble, and that's it" as Jacin called it. For Jacin to come into her room, she had to say that there was an assassin under her bed.
The frost was down to her ankle now. "Stars, you're beautiful," Jacin muttered, as he bent down and kissed her. The frost was gone now.
Thorne turned around in a hurry. Cress was shaking and shivering, but not from the cold. What she saw was horrifying. The bruises… the scars… What were they from? No, she can't get too personal in this. Just act. "W-what w-as th-that? C-Captain?"
"Nothing. It's nothing. Get your umbrella. You're freezing," was Thorne's reply. He bent down and got her umbrella, trying to cover her from the rain, but Cress shook her head. Her long locks were weighing her head down.
"No, Captain! I-I saw that! T-tell me what happened! I-I'm not going anywhere until you explain!" Cress shouted. She was shaking, pretending to be mad.
Thorne sighed. "Cress, sweetheart, you're freezing. Let's go inside somewhere, like a nearby café or something, maybe a hotel room, so there's more privacy. Then I'll tell you. Please." The burn of her tears stung her eyes, and she let them fall. Good. Pretend to be sad.
"Bu-but, d-don't you ne-need to go to the d-doctor for t-that? Are-Aren't you h-hurt?" Cress cried out. She hated being like this. Why was she doing this mission anyways? It's for Dad, Cress. Don't give up.
"I'm fine, Cress. I'm not hurt. It doesn't hurt anymore! It was all in the past, and it doesn't hurt anymore." Thorne stepped towards her. She didn't move. "Please, Cress. You're still shaking. Your face is pale. You're freezing. Let's go somewhere warm. I don't want you to get hurt anymore from me."
Cress shook her head again. "I know why you told me that. Why you told me to reconsider my feelings about you. It was because of her, wasn't it? The girl you were ki-kissing." Cress choked out the last word for special effect. Think: You're a lonely, scared girl that just saw the guy she likes kissing someone else.
Thorne groaned. "No, Cress. Please. It's not because of that. I don't even know that girl. It was a dare. Please, let's get inside before you get sick." Thorne grabbed her wrist and started to pull her out of the alley.
When they arrived in the hotel lobby, people were staring at them because they were dripping wet and Cress was crying. Cress squirmed from the whole attention thing. She can't drop her act just because she's outside of school
Luckily, there was a fireplace with a small table for two people in the lobby. Thorne dragged Cress there, and said, "Wait here." He went to the front desk and said some stuff, then came back with two towels. One for him, one for her.
Cress dried herself with the towel, and she was so grateful for the warm fire. She stayed like that for a while; eyes closed, towel over her shoulder, the warmth gradually calming her down.
But when she opened them again she saw Thorne, and all the calmness turned to panic. Why did he have to look so attractive? Why can't he just be some ugly guy to make this mission a whole lot easier? What kind of stories were Cress going to have to listen and attempt to cry to? She closed her eyes again, and tried to block the current situation out.
Thorne cleared his throat. Cress opened her eyes. He looked uncomfortable. "Um… should we go to the room? It's just gonna take a few minutes, but it's kinda private…" Cress, still going with her mad act, nodded her head without looking at him.
Cress followed behind Thorne to the elevator, and then they were in front of the room. Thorne opened the door and they stepped into a medium sized room. There was a desk with a computer on the right side, and a small bed on the left corner. Cress flicked on the lights, and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Tell me what those were, Captain. What happened?" Cress really didn't know. She didn't read anything about him getting beat up in his profile Mistress Sybil gave her. The real question was… Was Thorne going to tell her the truth or just lie?
Thorne sighed and ran his hand through his wet-ish hair. He pulled out the chair from the desk and sat down in front of her. "Are you sure you want to know? Just know that my past isn't all rainbows and unicor— "
"Oh my stars, Captain. Just get to the point," Cress interrupted him, feeling impatient. Thorne looked surprised from Cress's outburst so she added, "Please?"
Thorne rubbed his hand on his chin, looking at his lap. Suddenly he looked up. "My dad… he's… an abusive father. Ever since I was little… he-he would…" His blue eyes started to glitter. Cress let her eyes go wide, just like she had practiced in the mirror this morning. Who would've known that she would have gotten along with Thorne on the first day. Mistress Sybil was going to be thrilled.
Thorne gulped and continued. "He would… beat my m-mother, and all I could do was w-wa-tch…" He was full out crying now. So was Cress. Her head dropped and she started crying, half acting, half real. The tears slipped down fast and quietly. "She ran away. She r-ran multiple times, b-but always g-got caught. Finally, she ran away for real. She tried to get me to follow her, but I was too s-sc-cared."
Cress put her face in her hands. "S-stop. Y-you don't h-have to g-go on anymore."
But Thorne didn't stop. "When my dad found out… he would be-beat me. Th-the scars are f-from w-when he w-would throw p-picture f-frames a-and the b-bruises are r-recent— "
"My stars, I said stop!" Cress cried out. Thorne froze. "I get it, okay? You don't have to say it anymore!" she shouted more. She looked up from her hands. Thorne's eyes were red, and they were full of tears. Hurt. Fear. She wondered how her face looked like. Red, puffy eyes. Red face, red nose. She probably looked horrible.
Suddenly, he stood up, knocking his chair over. He went over to her and hugged her. "I-I'm sorry, Cress. I told you it wasn't going to be rainbows and unicorns. I just needed to get that out of my system. I didn't think that I would go that deep into detail." Cress continued to cry in his shoulder. Okay. This is good. Make him trust you, she thought to herself.
He backed away and dried his tears. "Sorry. I didn't mean to hug you like that." Silence. Then: "Aces, I need to go. My dad_I mean; I need to go. I'll see you later." He walked out of the room, leaving Cress alone in the room.
Stars. She tried to comprehend the words Thorne just said to her. His dad was… abusive? The proud, boastful, playboy Carswell Thorne's father was an abusive father? No wonder he wasn't what his profile described him as today. Sort of. He was a little upbeat with Cress, but she remembered what Scarlet said: "Well, what do you know? Our very own Captain Thorne is almost back to himself again, just like how he was 5 years ago."
5 years ago… Was Thorne's father in jail or something? Cress had no idea, and she couldn't go out and ask him now. Throne mentioned his father, so she guessed that he gets… beaten if he comes home late.
Her phone rang. She got it out of her pocket, and groaned when she saw who it was. Mistress Sybil. She answered automatically, starting with, "How are you Mistress?"
"Fine, Crescent. Anything with Thorne?" she asked Cress.
"Yes. I've gotten him to trust me completely Mistress. I'll have him soon Mistress." Cress gulped. What would happen if Thorne was brought to Luna?
"Good job, Crescent. Just remember: you have to get him to follow you, and then your mission will be done. Your father will be completely healed and sent back to Earth, and we'll get you your own place. You will never have to worry about anything ever again. Remember that. Understood Crescent?"
Silence. Then: "Yes, Mistress."