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For the love of their Queen

~ A familiar tune ~

"Music speaks what cannot be expressed, soothes the mind and gives it rest, heals the heart and makes it whole, flows from heaven to the soul."

- Unknown

As the breeze had swept her face, the lovely girl just stood there staring out her window, she pondered for a while, about herself, trying to figure out her history. She tried aimlessly many times to remember what had happened the day she fell asleep. Then suddenly she started feeling a sharp, ripping pain through her chest. Wh— what...? Gasping in agony, she called out, "Kanade, Hibiki, Kai! Somebody! Help!" They all came running into her room.

"Saya, what's wrong?" Kai asked, worried.

"My—my chest! It feels as if I've been stabbed, but look!" She showed him the hand she placed on the area where the pain dwelled, "No blood! Is this some kind of heart attack?"

"No, your kind doesn't have heart attacks."

"Then how do you explain this? This pain in my chest?" She looked frantically at him, who looked worried.

Then he turned to his daughters, "I need you two to leave, please."

Hibiki started, "But what about—?"

Her father interrupted her, "Don't worry, Hibiki, I'll help your aunt, for now, you just go with Kanade and get some sleep. School's tomorrow." They nodded and left for bed. He turned to her, "Saya, do you remember the day your sister died?"

"No, why?"

"Just try. The aching in your chest? That was from that day, now try to remember."

She closed her eyes hard, with tears flowing out, but said, "I—I just can't, Kai!" He stood there for a moment, thinking.

Then he replied, "Hold on, let me get something." It took him only a few minutes to return with an object in his arms, a sword. Saya was intrigued in its shape, the hilt had what looked like a red gem embedded on it, then the blade itself shifted down after some inches from the hilt, with a curved, engraved line running through it. Blinking, she commented, "Wow, is that your sword?"

He shook his head, "No, it's yours."

She looked up, "Huh?"

He sat down next to her, holding the sword in front of her with both hands, "You used this blade to kill your sister." He said it quietly, worried that the girls would hear.

Saya was stunned, "Kill...her?" He nodded. "But why?"

"Let's just say she did things that you didn't think were right and you put a stop to it. Now, try touching this blade and remember that day."

"O—ok." She placed her hands on the sword, closed her eyes and breathed in. Thinking long and hard, it hit her. The memory came slowly, as if she were replaying it in her mind to make it seem real. There she was, but her hair was shorter and she wore a pink dress. And just across her, there was this girl who looked exactly like her, but paler with more longer hair. Their eyes... they were glowing; Saya's red, the other's blue. That... that must be Diva, my little sister. She looked at her with sadness in her eyes, sadness for how she could've let her live. They seemed to be battling, their dresses were ripped and both had a sword in hand. Saya looked at her past self, that's the same sword Kai was holding! Then she saw something that shocked her; she and Diva charged towards each other and pierced both of their chests. As they pulled away, both were heavily bleeding, but it was Diva that seemed to start collapsing. Saya walked nearer to the two, and upon a few feet away, she could see that Diva was turning into stone, with her past self trying to hold her together.

"I'll help you!" Her past self screamed in panic.

Diva whispered gently, "Big...sister..." The memory stopped there. Saya pulled away back into reality and looked at Kai, "Oh my God, I..."

"I know, Saya, but it was for the good of the world, and possibly, her, too." She bursts into tears and hugged him tightly, "I've separated a mother from her children! What's wrong with me?"

"Saya, nothing's wrong with you, you saved everybody, and in a way, you've saved Diva, too, from herself and Amshel."

"Amshel? Who's that?"

"I'll, tell, you later," he looked at the clock, "it's getting late, you need rest." She nodded and sat up, heading for her bed. She looked back at him as he exited the room, "Goodnight, Kai." He stopped to look back at her, "Goodnight, Saya."

It was later that night that the young Queen awoke to the sound of an instrument. That melody... I know it... but how, why? She got up and turned around, focusing on where the sound was coming from. Then she looked out the window, outside. She opened it and looked down at the streets, it seemed to high for her to just jump down and live, so she used the stairs to the bar. Using the keys Kai kept under the cash register, she slipped outside into the quiet streets. It seemed that the tune filled the air wonderfully, as she found herself twirling around lightly on her tip-toes, like a ballerina, to the music. Then it stopped, and so she stopped. Looking around for the direction of where the sweet music had been playing, Saya wandered a bit.

After a while, she was beginning to get tired and eventually came to a point where she was going back to the bar. The same melodic sound came again, stopping her midway. Now knowing exactly where the sound was, she headed straight for an alley across the street. It was a cello, she was sure, and whoever was playing it was good. Finding herself once again dancing to the tune, she hummed along.

Now she was inside the alley; it was dark, cold, and suspicious. "Um, hello?" She asked nervously. "Hello?"

"Saya." The voice shook her inside-out; it was mature, calm, but strong. Then, out of a blink of an eye, a figure appeared in front of her. It was tall and dark, the face couldn't be seen easily because of the darkness, and it held a coffin-shaped object with it. "Saya," it said once more. She blinked, the voice was familiar; it was from her memories, that man Kai had called... Haji. Haji, my chevalier? She extended her arm to touch the shadow, but it backed away in a flash. Then Saya noticed that the music had left her a little sleepy as if the shadow had been playing a lullaby. Her knees felt wobbly and her eyes couldn't keep open for long, and so she found herself falling, but was caught before she could hit the ground. "Saya, I found you." Her eyes were already closed, but she could still hear his voice, then after a few seconds, her consciousness fell into sleep.