Marie walked back to the laboratory alone with bipolar bubbles of emotion popping in her gut. At one moment, she'd be happy that Stein was finally able to force the madness back and keep himself from losing his sanity. Just another minute later she would be fretting about how much the already damaged doctor would have to fight. And after that, she would be terrified for him.
Oh no... What if he can't do it? What if he's just not strong enough? I understand that he's the one and only Professor Stein, but even so, he's still human... Marie soon lost herself in her ever-churning thoughts, causing her strides to be faster and longer. Before she knew it, she was already opening the gate of the laboratory property. She walked up the steps, trying to ignore the slight throbbing pain that seeped through her body. No. Stop thinking like that, Marie! The Death Scythe scolded herself for being so worried as she opened the large door and slightly limped through the living room and sat down on the purple couch with her head hanging down and her eye closed. I need to stay strong for him. He is trying so hard already, yet he still needs my help. If I myself am not prepared to do what I need to do, how can I do anything for him?
At that moment, Marie sighed and looked up. But still, I need to find a way to really help him. Like and object or something... She let her eye wander, trying to find anything that could give not only her aide, but Stein also. Maybe a photo of him when he was younger or something... Marie thought as she stood and paced around the living room. She observed the computer desk for a short while, debating whether she should go through it or not.
I know that Franken isn't very possesive or has a need for privacy, Marie put all of her weight on her left leg and placed her right hand on her hip. But he still might get upset if he found out I was going through his desk... Oh well. If I find anything, this could be to his benefit. She took a few small, quick strides to the desk, still trying to convince herself that what she was about to do was ok. She pulled open the top drawer only to find a thick binder with several files in it. Marie picked it up and looked into the drawer more, trying to find anything else that might be of use. She found nothing, however, and decided to look in the drawer below the one that was now open.
Marie let out a small shriek and dropped the binder when she saw a mouse run across her foot. When the binder hit the floor, all of the files flew out from their place, and the papers scattered all over the place. Marie sighed and bent down to pick up the papers, trying to ignore the warm pain that came from her abdomen and thigh with an eye out for that mouse. Wow. I am a Death Scythe, yet I am afraid of a little mouse. She gathered most of the papers while she tried to organize them the same way they were in the first place. That was when she saw it.
Mjolnir, M. was labeled on a stapled pack of papers. "Wha...?" She Marie picked it up and her eye widened, surprise and worry pooling within her. The state of surprise was quite short-lived, but the worry remained. I shouldn't be socked that he has a file on me. He probably has a file on everyone. But still... What information does he have? What if he somehow managed to experiment on me...? Marie still had not read her file, she was too afraid to. OH DEATH, THAT WOULD EXPLAIN THE RANDOM SCAR ON MY LEFT ANKLE!
The blond ripped open the file to find a picture of herself. She raised an eyebrow and surprise began to flow through her again. It was not that it was a bad photo of her, actually it was a very good photo. Well, an amazing picture. She was standing at the end of the rock peir of... What was that...? Oceanside? Large water droplets of a huge wave that had just crashed up against a rock behind her was threatening to rain down on her so fiercly that it would probably knock her over. Her long blond hair blew to the side slightly due to the small whisper of a breeze, and the bright moonlight of the night after the harvest moon gave plently of light to see every detail of the beautiful short yellow, orange and red sundress she was clad in. Ohh I remember that night! Spirit, Kami, Franken and I went to Oceanide a long time ago. I was ragging on them both for picking such a ridiculous time to go to the beach. Kami was pregnant with Maka, it was the beginning of Fall, and it was midnight. Yeah, let's go to the beach with a very pregnant woman when it's freezing! Then Marie remembered how Spirit and Stein had finally convinced her to walk down the peir made up of very large rocks. Because of the pervious night's moon, the tide was still pretty strong and waves crashed against the rocks, causing water to spray all over them. The water was freezing! When they got to end of the peir, Kami begged Marie to let her take a picture of her with the small disposable camera they had just bought. Just a few miliseconds after the pregnant woman took the picture of the soon-to-be Death Scythe, a huge wave came smashing upon a slightly larger rock that was behind her and water flep up. Sure, it made a great picture, but when that freezing water already met her chilled skin, she shrieked and jumped on Spirit, trying to find some warmth. It was a useless effort, however, because Spirit was just as equally drenched.
Marie smiled as the memories of that night kept on flowing through her mind like a river made up of silk. Stein was the only smart one that night because he was the only one who chose to stay a few feet away from the end of the rock peir, thus staying dry. After Marie jumped on Spirit, Stein removed his lab coat and wrapped the small blond up in it. He even had a lab coat fifteen years ago. The only difference was it was not covered in stitches. Marie smiled more before she set the photo aside and held her file up so she could read it. At first she tried to decipher the doctor's sloppy handwriting, but she soon became accustomed to it and was easily able to read it. To be honesy, she half expected to find some information of an experiment on her body. All she found, however, were her character traits, things about her personality. The only thing that even came close to experimentation that she found was a short note on one of the papers. It read, 'She can easily switch from one emotion to another. If I so choose, I can easily manipulate her by words alone.'
The Death Scythe raised and eyebrow and put the papers back in the file, then she gathered the rest of the scattered papers and tried to put them back in their original order so Stein wouldn't notice. She put the binder back in the desk then searched another drawer. The moment she opened it, she found a voice recorder. Probably so he could say what he is doing whilst performing an experiment, she presumed. She was going to search the rest of the desk, but then she thought of an idea.
Marie cleared her throat and took in a deep breath. She put the recorder just a few inches away from her mouth before she hit the record button.
We tried to walk together, but the night was growing dark... Thought you were beside me, but I reached any you were gone. Sometimes I hear you calling from some lost and distant shore. I hear you cry in suffering for the way it was before... Where are you now? Are you lost? Will I find you again? Are you alone? Are you afraid? Are you searching for me? Why did you go? I had to stay... Now I'm reaching for you. Will you wait? Will you wait? WIll I see you again...?
Marie continued singing till the end of the lyrics, then a short, silent pause followed before she began speaking. "Franken, the next couple of weeks won't be easy, you and I both know that. There are going to be times when you just want to give up and succumb, but you need to know that you can't give up. You can't. I promise I will help you through this the entire way. All you need to do is stay strong and fight. And... Remember that... I love you." Marie then ended the recording, put the recorder in her purse, then walked down the dark hallway to her room.
Hey guys, I am soooo sorry it has taken me so long to update! I just moved and my laptop was packed without me knowing :( Plus school has really been stopping me from doing anything .-. I will try to go back to updating once every weekend, but I can't promise anything. Anyway, I am still looking for big event ideas for the end of the story, so give me some ideas!
And to answer one of pervious review's questions, no. I did not die. Thanks for reading! :) -Mikshizels