Hello! This is chapter 2 to my Touhou Project fanfiction in the Point of View of Flandre Scarlet, keep in mind the character personalities most likely won't correspond to canon touhou personalities. Same thing with a lot of the lore. Hope that is okay! Enjoy!
When I wake up, I'm lying against the side of the basement. It feels really cold and I can't help but shiver uncontrollably. Was that a dream? My sister being thrown down here, it felt so real. I curl up in a ball to keep warm, but that's when I notice a figure right next to me sleeping... it's her! This room is so dark I couldn't even see that! I sigh and close my eyes, wondering what she is doing here, next to me. I still can't forgive her for what she's caused to me for four hundred years, what about what she said before? That she told the maids to give me food everyday, and to protect me. Why would they disobey? What reason would they have to just ignore my sister's rules. Is it even true that she had no idea what was going on down here? I find it odd that she couldn't even visit in the last twenty years or so! Nothing is making sense to me, and it's more than I can handle right now. I keep my eyes closed and try to fall asleep, but I hear a faint whisper, "Flan..." It's my sister. She's awake, she must have seen me wake up before. "I just want you to know that I truly wanted the best for you." Really? How does the best somehow go wrong and become the worst? I just keep my eyes closed and try to ignore her. "Do you want to know why I'm down here?" I stop. Now that I think about it, I really am curious about that.
"Y-yes." I say, really nervously. I look at her hoping the darkness can conceal my face enough for her not to even recognize me. I'm surprised she does after such a long time.
"Well, it's because I was disobeying the maids and I was going to go see you anyway." What? My sister would do that? "Something seemed wrong about the head maid, Sakuya Izayoi." I remember that name. She never really seemed to like me, at all. "We decided to duel and she was able to beat me. When I was too weak, she took me and threw me in here." I can't help but wonder if this is even true. My sister is the Mistress of this mansion, how could she lose to people below her. Shouldn't she be the strongest?
I just sigh, look away, and close my eyes to just think about everything slowly and calmly. It's way too much to take in, when you barely knew anything for so many years, but suddenly in one day everything is being dumped on you. I feel her on my side, resting against me. At this point I'm starting to believe her, because if she really didn't like me I think she would have already hurt me. Or done something to make me feel sad. But she did none of those. I just let it happen, we are sisters and maybe I should learn to forgive. Learn to forget. I want to be able to love my sister the same way I want to be loved. Especially if she risked her position to visit me and got thrown in here because of it. She doesn't even seem mad that she's down here without a way to get out. I start to tear up, maybe this is what it feels like to be loved.
"Thank you." I say. I really needed this in my life, since I've never felt it before. I've always been tortured and hurt by everyone around me, if anyones around me. But now that I think of it, she's never really hurt me by herself unlike everyone else. Maybe the times she has hurt me she never meant it. I decide to nussle under her arm since im starting to trust her more.
"Flan...?" She asks me, I look at her curiously, "Will you please forgive me?" Forgive her? I was hoping she wasn't going to ask me that, I'm not sure if I completely forgive her yet or not. It's very hard to take a big step like that. I just look at her with a frown, "Please, Flan... I did not mean you any harm at all!" It sounds like she is begging me now.
I don't know how I want to answer this so I choose my words wisely, "I don't know. It's very hard." She looks down, "But I will try my best to trust you and eventually forgive you." She looks up, with a pleasant smile on her face and nods.
But my sister suddenly looks at me curiously, "Since it's been so long I'm just curious. Did you forget my name?" I stop, the answer to that is a yes and she knows it. I look up, frown, and nod. "Oh boy, okay." She sighs, "It's Remilia, Remilia Scarlet." So it did start with an R! I didn't forget as much as I thought, and my last name was Scarlet.
So now instead of being alone down here, I'm now with my sister. The person I thought that hated me and wanted me dead, is now with me down here in this dungeon of sorrow. In a way, it's a good feeling. I have a lot of my questions finally answered and I'm able to relax and take it easier for a little. But now that I realize it, I am hungry and the pain is coming back even stronger than before. I tug on my sister's thick scarlet dress and she looks at me. "I'm hungry..." I can't remember the last time I've actually eaten something.
"Oh! I've almost forgotten." She quickly goes under her dress and takes out a brown bag, handing it to me. Food, maybe? That's what I'm hoping for. I open it, inside is a silver wrapping around something, it seems warm when I touch it. I open it up and am so happy when I see what she's brought. A giant piece of meat, which means blood. Sweet, succulent blood. Realizing my sister isn't eating I break off a piece and hand it to her. Surprisingly she declines it. I look at her curiously.
"You have it, I don't need it." But I don't want to eat it if she won't, so I just leave the rest down in between us. She just sighs and takes a piece, "Fine, only so you can eat." I smile and eat the rest of it really quickly. It tastes so good I probably shouldn't have eaten it that fast, but I was very hungry! I sigh and snuggle against my sister, it feels very nice to be loved. To be with someone you love yourself. I think these are the moments I should cherish the most, so if something does happen, at least these moments existed in my life.
Suddenly Remilia asks, "So what have you been doing down here this whole time?" I just shrug as an answer, "Nothing?" I nod in reply. "Hm." She finally notices all of the stuffed animals on the ground, "What happened to these?" She picks a severed head up.
"Th-those?" I ask her, nervous. She nods and looks at me, her red eyes glowing in this darkness. "I, uhm..." I gulp and feel the tears starting to slide down my face. She looks at me and then hugs me, "I'm a mess." I say as I cry, "Everything I touch breaks, I can't keep anything in one piece!" I'm crying in her arms and her dress, getting it all wet from my tears pouring out.
"It's okay, Flan..." She says in an effort to comfort me, "Just relax, you're not a mess, and if you are it is not your fault." She hugs me and is able to make me calm down a little bit. "Shh, it's okay." I can't stop crying but I try my best to control it. We just sit like this together, me in her arms, for a very long time.
Suddenly the door flies open, and we scream.
Well, there's that. Chapter 2! I hope you enjoyed it. Please please please favorite it and follow it ONLY IF you truly enjoyed it. If not then ignore that. But if you liked it and don't follow nor favorite it then that shows me nobody actually likes it... and I hope people do... anyway hope you enjoy and will try to get chapter 3 out within the next week or so. No promises!