A/N: Hi! I'd say in this chapter, Miku is very out of character if you consider her a sweet little girl. You'll see. Enjoy!
Gakupo heard someone knocking on the door of his bedchamber. "Come in!" He called out, expecting Luka.
However, the person who walked into his room was Luka's friend, Miku. She looked around, as if she didn't want anyone to see or hear her.
"I have something I have to tell you. It's really urgent," Miku said, her teal eyes looking straight into Gakupo's purple ones.
Gakupo shivered. What is this feeling?
"Luka has never told anyone this except me. But seeing what she's doing, I think your highness should know." Miku handed Gakupo a paper.
It was a wanted poster. It had Luka's picture on it, and Luka Megurine printed below the picture. Under her name was the word "Witch". "Wanted: Dead or Alive" it said.
Gakupo was shocked. How could such a beautiful girl be a witch?
"Luka's been using her magic to make you fall in love with her," Miku said, sympathy in her eyes.
Gakupo was bewildered. "But how..why…why would she do that?" he asked.
Miku looked looked at him strangely. "Isn't it obvious? She wants to take over the land as queen. She'll probably look for a way to overthrow you and then she'll be the one and only ruler of the land."
Gakupo tried to find to say to defend his bride, but he couldn't think of anything. Everything Miku said made sense. As hard as he struggled not to believe her, he found himself agreeing with her.
"Here's what you should do. Burn her on a stake. That way she won't be able to influence you anymore and your kingdom will be safe," Miku said.
"Burn her! Isn't that too harsh?" Gakupo was surprised by Miku's suggestion.
"Oh, wait! Every witch has a place they store all their power. Luka's is her hair. Have you noticed how it's always so pretty? It's because of the magic. Cut off her hair tomorrow, then burn her the day after that. She'll be completely helpless."
Again, Gakupo was shocked. Why was she so willing to kill her friend? "Isn't there another another way?"
"That's the only way to get rid of a witch. Think about it. Luka or your beloved kingdom?" With that, Miku turned and walked out of the room.
Gakupo groaned and sank onto his bed. What should I do?
Miku sat down on the bed in the bedroom that was given to her when she arrived. Everything worked out perfectly.
Her facial expressions were completely convincing and Gakupo totally fell for her fake wanted poster. Getting Gakupo to cut of Luka's precious hair was just a bonus. Now almost all the pieces in her plan were in place.
"And then Mr. Handsome-Prince will be all mine!" Miku cried and hugged her pillow.
The next day
Luka heard someone knock on her door. "Come in." she called. She smiled as Gakupo stepped into the room.
"Good morning, Gakupo."
"Good morning, Luka. Would you be so kind as to accompany me on a little stroll?"
Luka giggled. "I'd love too!"
"Good." Gakupo grabbed Luka's hand and they went outside into the royal garden.
"Aren't these roses beautiful?" Gakupo asked Luka. He turned around to cut one off the bush. If Luka could see his face, she would see how anguished he looked. Gakupo took his sword out of its sheath and cut one of the roses.
"Are you trying to show off with that big sword of yours?" Luka asked, mockingly.
Gakupo forced a smile on his face and turned around. "Exactly. Here, let me put this beautiful rose in your hair."
Gakupo gathered all of Luka's strawberry blond hair and held it in up the air. "Wow, your hair really is amazing."
Luka giggled. "Thanks. It's my favorite trait of myself."
Inside, Gakupo silently wept. In a flash, he had brought the sword up and cut most of the pink shining hair on Luka's head.
Luka stood there, shocked. Strands of long pink hair fell around her like rain. Then tears filled her eyes. "Why'd you do that?" she whispered, tears falling off her face now. "Why?" she asked, raising her voice.
Gakupo clenched his fist. "Because I don't want to marry a witch like you!" he yelled. His inner self sobbed, filling his heart with pain.
Luka ran away, crying, leaving a trail of pink hair behind her. Gakupo stared after her, then he collapsed to the ground, weeping. No, this is the right thing to do, he kept telling himself. But he kept remembering Luka's sad face. It had betrayal written all over it. No! Don't think about her! She's a witch! A good for nothing witch!
Miku watched everything from her window. As soon as Luka ran away crying, she fell on her bed, cackling. "Take that, you witch! Tomorrow you'll be gone forever! I'll never be your shadow again!"
The next day
Four guards slammed open the door of Luka's room. "You're coming with us, witch!"
Helpless, Luka was dragged out of the castle and tied to a stake. Then the four guards started piling wood at her feet.
Luka cried. What did I do to deserve this? And why am I being called a witch?
The first person to arrive was Miku. Why is she smiling? Shouldn't she be sad that her friend's going to die?
Miku stepped up to Luka and whispered, "How does it feel to be so useless and ugly for once?" Then she stepped away, cackling.
Luka glared at her friend. So that's what this is all about? Miku's jealousy? I'm going to die here today because my friend is jealous of me?
Luka felt hatred building up inside her.
The second person to come was Gakupo. As soon as Luka set her eyes on him, she felt mad. He had betrayed her. What right did he have to come and watch her die? Then Luka noticed how close Miku was standing to Gakupo. Rot in hell, both of you, she thought.
At that thought, Luka suddenly remembered Heaven. So this is me being prettier, huh? Why do I die first again? By now, many people had gathered around. Miku got everyone to start chanting at Luka. "Repent, repent!"
Luka felt hot tears sliding down her cheeks. This time, they weren't sad tears. No, they were tears of hatred. Hatred towards Miku, her so called friend, Gakupo, her betraying prince, and everyone there watching her die.
She glared at Gakupo and decided to give him one last message.
"If you call this love black magic, then light the flames of hatred!" Luka shouted as loud as she could, looking Gakupo in the eyes.
Gakuupo heard and his eyes widened. No…
Each of the four guards struck a match and threw them at the wood.
"NO!" Gakupo shouted. He started to run forward, but someone held him back. It was Miku, a crazy grin on her face as she watched the flames that were licking at Luka's feet.
Luka sprouted black wings from her back. When she flapped them, a huge gust of wind came out and made everyone cover their eyes.
When they opened their eyes again, Luka was gone. One of the black feathers floated down and landed in Gakupo's hand.
Gakupo looked at the feather with wild eyes. One of his tears plopped on the feather.
He turned towards Miku. "You…"
Miku didn't even have time to step back before Gakupo pulled out his sword and stabbed her through the heart.
A/N: This chapter was a bit long, sorry. I didn't want to make a third part to it. So, kind of sad. I feel bad for Luka and I want to yell "You deserved that!" at Miku. And Gakupo, you realized way too late. But nice way to show your feelings through actions.
Thanks for reading! 谢谢!