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Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Chapter 2
Well, here's the 2nd chapter of my mini-fanfic "Who am I?"! I'm trying to make the chapters as short as can, so as not to take too much space... Miracle recalls the most tragic day of her childhood. Enjoy!!
Chapter II ~ Hermano
That day... it's forever ingraved in my memories. I remembered it so well, as if it happened yesterday. Yet, it was 9 years ago that my world went pitch black. It was a sunny day, a cool breeze ran through the city. The laughter of children overwhelmed a park near the heart of the city. I ran through the playground, stopping at different points, as if I was looking for something... or someone. Just as I looked behind a tree, I found a blond boy of the same age as me. "I found you!" I said. It was now the boy's, my twin brother, turn to count. As he started to count, I ran to seek a hiding spot and lay there in waiting. Hide-and-seek was our favorite game. We played it all the time: during recess, after school, at home, anywhere, even at supermarkets.
Me and my brother, Edward Judd, were inseparable. Everything we did, we did it together, no matter what. Sometimes, our curiosity would get us in trouble and get punished for it. It meant nothing to us because we were together. As long as we had each other, we could go through a furious storm. Edward had more the initiative and leadership than me. I was more of a follower and supporter. Once, me and Ed took a bunch of clothes and went to the bathroom. We stuffed the toilet bowl with it. Our mother heard the strange noise coming from the bathroom and when she went in to see what it was about... her face was utterly priceless. She scowled us and asked us what we were doing. Our answer? "We're doing some laundry" Heh... Those were days... when I was such a cheerful little girl.
Our teacher called to the children. It was time to go back to school. Forming two rows, a teacher lead the group from the front while another garded the back, where me and Ed were. We held each others' hands. Halfway through, clouds began to mask the bright star, the wind dying down. We had absolutely no idea of the storm that was coming towards us... until it hit us. A man whose eyes were shadowed under his hat, walked silently behind us. Then, a sudden loud noise, like an explosion. The teacher behind us fell, blood trickling from her chest. I quickly turned around at the sound of the noise. Time seemed to have slowed down at that precise moment. The man lifted the weapon in his hand, pointing it at my bother. The loud noise echoed again. Edward's hand loosened until it let go of mine. I followed his figure as he slowly fell to the ground. Red liquid trailed from his chest, soaking his clothes. The light in his amber eyes, wide open, began to fade. I kneeled at his side, a confused look on my face. I stared at his corpse. My twin brother had died. I looked back at the man, who smiled a disgusting grin of satisfaction. Redirecting his gun at me, he pulled the trigger. Miraculously, the bullet had only grazed my head. I cluchted it tightly, tears spilling at the pain. Squinting my eyes, I looked back at the killer as he turned his back and ran away.
Screams of terror, cries of desperation, people frantically running around, typical for a murder scene in public. Shortly after that, I remember hearing sirens. Someone picked me up and carried me to the ambulance. The last thing I saw before the medics took me away, was Edward's corpse, under a white sheet, tainted with his dripping blood...
Since that day, I've changed drastically. My once bright amber eyes turned somber, my cheerful laughter died to silence, my smile melted to an expressionless face. Days and nights seemed longer. At school, I stood alone in a corner, gazing at nothing in particular. I hardly spoke to anyone, not even saying a small "Hi" to my parents. After school, I just locked myself in my room, dropped my stuff and sat on my bed, staring at the floor. I felt as if something was missing, I was incomplete. My brother and I were like two beings that made one. Now that he's gone for eternity, I part of myself has gone with him. My world fell into an abyss of darkness, a sea of sorrow. What is my reason to keep on living? Why should I keep living when the person I wanted to live with died? I can't even see my future, depression has blinded my eyes. I can't see anything anymore... The pain is so intense in my heart, only death can help me ease it... Edward is the leader and I am the loyal follower... "Mi hermano"...
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