2. Its Over (1/2)

luna nova

chapter 2. it's

over

yay reviews! thank you so much! and now i have something to say. like

i said in the first chapter, this is a school fic. maybe not a normal

school fic but anyway, i'm not sure about the school system. i am in

a junior high school but i try to make it nicely and of course, it

would be baticul's school system so don't wonder if there something

weird in their school...

accident

prone: first chapters are

almost always like that... and don't worry, arietta doesn't bite

people who leave reviews so your safe now!

crystalizepen:

glad you liked it! and it took

five minutes to decide which code name i'd make to 'rose'. and i'm

not sure that will 'the necromancer' lead this story but you should

keep that journal thing in your mind! and i could never forget

'shattered mirror'! it's my only fic were i can torture luke as much

as i want! and i'm in love with it!

dreamstar13:

wait a sec... you're right! he

is acting like luke acted! gaaah the horror! well, let's say that he

had a weak moment back there... he'll be his own back self.... he

must be!

oh, and their school uniform is pretty much same as fruits basket's

uniforms! try to imagine asch in those...

i do not own

tales of the abyss! i don't even own their school uniforms!

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it was snowing.

ugh, again this dream. the same place, the same weather...

everything where same. how many times he had seen this dream?

oh, yeah.

since that kidnap. since he had been in that laboratory where

those bastards have made god knows what tests to him. since he had

given up his name. that name had caused too much pain to him.

since he had met it.

that...thing which had looked just like him. same hair, same eyes

and the same height. everything was same. well, expect the mind. he

could tell that its mind worked like the babies mind. it was helpless

and it couldn't talk or even walk. that useless thing which almost

ruined his life...

he watched how some young kids were playing snowball fight. it was

like always, snowstorm. the kids parents went to them, telling them

to go home because the storm was coming. and he felt sadness. he

never knew why. he had never seen those kids except in his dreams so

why he was sad?

"luke what are you doing? we must go now!" an unfamiliar voice

said behind of him, like always. he sighed, knowing that the dream

would be over soon. he turned around slowly.

and everything went black, like always. he had never seen who

spoke to him. it's kinda annoying. because he was sure that he has

heard that voice somewhere... but where?

he waited. he wanted to wake up. it was his first school day. and

he didn't want to be late. then finally the darkness started to fade.

wait. this wasn't his room. but it's kinda familiar... where had

he seen it before...

the stone walls and other people... the place was like a jail.

there were women, children and men. they all were scared and some

kids were crying. where has he seen this befor-

his heart almost stopped. no... this can't be! the door opened and

a man came in. he knew that man. he has glasses and white hair. he

was the creepiest human which he had ever seen. the man came closer

and stopped in front of him.

"wanna see something cool?" the man asked, grinning.

a moment later, the man had taken him into the deeper parts of the

place. they stopped in front of the filthiest prison and the man

pointed in the prison.

"look." the man ordered. he looked in the prison and saw

something on he floor. no, it was somebody. and he knew who it was.

he stopped

eathing, looking in the prison. he was there, in the

floor of the prison and he was in front of the prison too. so this

was the reason why these people have tortured him? this was the

reason why he has almost lost his mind? this was the reason why he

was here?! he had suffered because of a failure?!

"wanna hear something interesting? if that thing over there

could have been a success, we would have given it to your parents. to

replace you. and you would have been here sometime. we would have

made tons of replicas by you and study them. and some day, you would

have been free. the originals body doesn't last long when the

replicas have been born so we would have let you go before you'd have

died. then you would go back to your home and get rid of your replica

and live your life happily ever after... but no. because of that

thing, you can't go home."

he was angry. he hated that thing on a floor. it looked at them

helplessly. it couldn't even sit by its own.

how pathetic.

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"young master are you okay?" a maid asked. a redheaded teen boy

opened his eyes. the sun was shining behind the windows and the maids

were cleaning his room. the boy stoop up, noticing how pale he was by

a mirror.

"umm... young master. you were talking in your sleep." the maid

said shyly.