Shadow of Blue: Part FiveShe hadn't even been dead for thirty minutes when the Prince began to stir. The knife had missed his heart and lungs, and his sister's bandages had prevented him from losing a lethal amount of blood. He tried to sit up, but was met with a splitting pain that radiated throughout his body. "Uh-!" He moaned as he fell back to the floor. "S-sister… Where are you?" He turned his head to the left and saw her; the handle of a blade protruded from her heart. Confused, he patted his own chest, but felt nothing. He could, however, feel the tightness of the cloth bandages on his skin… Gingerly, he reached over and placed a hand on her face; it
Shadow of Blue: Part SixThe Prince had heard tales of a Red lady mercenary who lived in the Red Village. She had fashioned together an army of sorts, and was at the head of the rebellion, or so went the rumor. Seeking her out was his goal. If this woman truly existed, the combined strength of the Red Village's army and his own may just prove strong enough to overthrow the Yellow Kingdom.Something was going on in the town; that much was evident from the excited cries that rang throughout the streets. Words began to form from the echoes as he neared his destination."And we shall see to the fall of the Yellow Kingdom!" A woman's voice exclaimed.Her encouragement
Shadow of Blue: Part SevenAt last, it was sundown on the second day. The Prince of Blue had been able to convince the majority of his father's soldiers to join him in battle, and they had arrived in the Red Village the day before. Now, the entire makeshift army stood in the town square; the clinking of armor and weapons mingled with hushed whispers. Then, it became completely silent; all of the people stood at attention as the Prince and their leader walked through the crowd to the square's center platform."Please, lend us your ears! We are ready to march; all preparations have been made. We just wish to go over the plan one final time.""Everyone shall be split in
Shadow of Blue: Part EightFinally, the waiting was over; the Prince of Blue and the Red mercenary forced down the door to the throne room, and ran inside. He stayed near the entryway to act as a guard, while she went to capture the Princess. "Why?" The Red woman asked, grabbing the Princess' shoulders and shaking her. "Why what?" "Why did you kill him?" The Princess smirked, and then replied. "He was such a disrespectful man. He needed to be taught a lesson." It was then that the leader of the rebelling army realized something; this was not truly the Princess. She saw that this was the servant, masquerading as his sister, but she would tell no one. Someone w
Turnabout Dinner PartyFinally, after an incredibly long and exhausting day, Franziska von Karma arrived at the home that her “little brother” and his fiancé shared. However, the word “home” is not quite the right term to describe a structure such as this. What she gazed upon was a mansion that defined the very word. The monstrous maroon structure that loomed before her was, in her opinion, much too large for its two inhabitants.Gingerly, she reached out, and pressed the button for the doorbell that hung to her left. She could faintly hear the sound of chimes playing an unfamiliar tune echoing from inside the mansion. Tapping her toes imp
Turnabout Marvelous Mint LatteSighing, Prosecutor Franziska von Karma rubbed her temples in a vain effort to rid herself of a throbbing headache that she had acquired."Is something wrong, sir?" inquired Detective Dick Gumshoe, who had observed the tortured expression on his superior's face. He had come to her office to bring her the latte that she had requested almost an hour ago."What took you so long?" she questioned; her tone of voice was scary calm.The detective instinctively stood up straighter and said, "The line was extremely long sir, and the nearest coffee shop is a few miles away-""I'm not in the mood for your excuses, Mr. Scruffy Detective." Franziska h
Turnabout Birthday GiftFranziska von Karma surveyed her office with narrowed eyes; something was out of place. Atop the mountain of paperwork that was neatly stacked upon her desk, an extravagantly wrapped box stuck out like a sore thumb. She could feel her grip tightening around the whip in her right hand. "What foolish fool would have put something so foolish on my desk?"The prosecutor frowned as she walked over to a calendar that was hanging on the office's back wall. For some reason, Franziska found the familiar sound of her high-heeled, leather boots upon the wooden floor unsettling, and she had to suppress an involuntary shudder. After a brief moment of s
More than Ice CreamMore than Ice Cream "Happy birthday, Kaito." Yuiko said quietly to the blue-haired man standing across from her. "Oh, thanks Yui!" He replied with a smile. "Um… I was wondering…" She could feel her cheeks flushing scarlet as she spoke, and hoped that he wouldn't notice. "W-would you… like to go to the ice cream parlor with me? …I wanted to do something to celebrate." "I'd love to." Maybe talking to him wasn't so hard after all… She thought to herself. "Yui, are you feeling okay? Your face is red… Do you have a fever?" I take that back. "N-no. I'm fine." "Let me see…" Kaito reached out, and to
Ouvre Ton Coeur~ Ouvre Ton Coeur ~Open your heart to my love;I have given mine to you.Without a soul I wander empty,Wishing to be whole once more.Please, open your armsAnd feel my sweet embrace.Do not close your heartAs the flowers doUnder the blanket of night.My darling, will you keep the promiseYou made many moons ago?That we would no longerWander lonely as the clouds?My love, however long it takes,I shall wait for you.Until the rivers have run dry,'Till sky's no longer blue.
April 1912- Chapter 8Liliana Cradle stared listlessly at her reflection in the cup of spiced chai tea that sat on the table before her. She had been left to her own devices after dinner: Her father and his cronies had retreated to the Smoking Room to congratulate each other for being successful and powerful men, and Abel had once again made up an excuse so he would be excused from joining them, enabling himself to roam the ship in search of beautiful women; even Hannelore had decided to leave the cabin to do something, although Liliana had no idea what that might have been. Liliana could just as easily have gone off on an adventure of her own, but she had decided
April 1912- Chapter 7The White Star Line had made more than one mistake when it came to cabin arrangements, as the Aria twins had found out the previous night. They had been chatting with Wallace Hartley after the last of the first class passengers had filed out of the dining room when the conversation took a turn from music to their accommodations aboard Titanic. Mr. Hartley was surprised to learn that the twins had been put up in a crew cabin when he and the rest of his group were being housed in second class. He suggested that Vincent and Vergil should talk to someone about moving rooms, but the Arias insisted that they were perfectly comfortable where they we
April 1912- Chapter 6The next afternoon at roughly 12:30 PM, the Titanic docked in Queenstown, Ireland to pick up the last of her passengers. Amongst these people was a young man by the name of Junpei Inoue, who looked relatively normal by any standard. He had dark brown hair that was somewhere between straight and curly, and his eyes were almost an identical shade of brown. Anyone at the dock would have been able to tell that he was traveling third class, thanks to the simple clothing he wore and the single bag he carried with him.Just like all of the other third class passengers, Junpei had to be checked for lice before boarding the Titanic, but the procedure
April 1912- Chapter 5Liliana stared idly at the dinner menu that a waiter had set in front of her. She scanned through the choices for each of the many courses, silently wondering if any person could actually eat so much food."Oh, the indecision…" She muttered to herself.Abel, who was sitting on Liliana's right, let out a small chuckle. "Perhaps there is too much food for you?""Yes, actually." She replied bluntly, not looking up from the menu."Lili, it isn't any fun to speak to you when you are in one of your 'moods.'""That problem would be easily solved if you would stop bothering me."From across the table, Ace Cradle shot his children a glare t
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