Revival of the Raven~Chp. 2
Revival of the Raven- Old friends become New Enemies
Alright, here is another chapter to anyone who is reading this.
Disclaimer: I do not own Princess Tutu or any of the other copyrighted characters; however, Lede is my own creation!
Darkness was all she saw, breathing was all she heard, and yet she kept running. She ran as fast as she could trying to find some sort of escape away from this hellish dream, and suddenly she fell through a hole made of light! Crash! The moans of a girl with strawberry orange hair and blue eyes, along with a klutzy persona, were heard in the small room. The girl lifted her body from the cold, hard floor of her bedroom and turned toward the window to look upon the rising, brilliant world she lived in.
"Ahiru-chan! Come downstairs or you'll be late for school!" cried a feminine voice from inside the house. The girl began scrambling around for her uniform and books and headed out the door and downstairs to the person who awakened her. Unknown to the child, a pair of red eyes were watching her movements in the house and flew away to wait for Ahiru to exit the house.
"Good morning Lede, bye Lede!" happily cried Ahiru as she raced out of the house toward school. Lede just smiled and waved her greetings at the swift lass. Ahiru ran through the courtyard of the Academy and up the stairs to make it in time for class and before Neko-sensei came into the room. She smirked in her victory and waited for class to begin, until her friends Pique and Lillie rushed toward and sandwiched her into a hug!
"Aaahhh! You guys cut it out or we'll be in trouble!" screamed Ahiru.
"Well we didn't expect to see you here so early and before us," they declared throughout the hug, "and besides we have information on the two hottest guys in school!" Ahiru rolled her eyes at how easily her friends fall so easily into the masses of followers for Mytho and Fakir. Although she doesn't know what they look like and thought it had to do with them being in the advance class or whatever, she had no interest in being a fan of them like her friends did.
"Besides, doesn't one of them have a girlfriend or something? I think her name is Rae? Or maybe Rea? Oh well it doesn't matter" thought Ahiru. As her friends chattered on about how handsome Fakir is and how Mytho is so mysterious (ironic name, isn't it!), the teacher walked into class and stopped their conversation with his awkward marriage proposal; of course they immediately stopped, because really who wants to marry a cat! Ahiru watched the teacher educate the class with a bored expression and started to think of her dream from last night. "That vision was filled with so much hurt and loneliness, but I'm not surprised it was my dream. That's all my past was as a child. Mother didn't want me and father beat me for making my mother leave, and then he just left me alone. If it wasn't for Lede, I would probably…"
BAM! A long ruler hit the desk and snapped Ahiru out of her musings and her attention was on the teacher looming overhead with a menacing glare directed at her. "Ms. Ahiru! If my teachings are boring you, perhaps matrimonial duties to me will be more suiting to your attention!" declared Neko-sensei.
"That is not necessary my attention was on your lessons and then I suddenly had an epiphany! What if we could watch your magnificent ballet perform the poses that you spoke of!" asked Ahiru while secretly hoping to her ploy worked. Neko-sensei considered her words and then led her class to the ballet room where the advance class was practicing their basic moves.
"Class, as Ms. Ahiru kindly pointed out, lessons can be learned through listening or action and I think watching your upperclassmen perform will be a good instruction on form and posture," announced Neko-sensei. The beginner's class was all excited as they sat down to watch the advance class line up to take their positions.
Ahiru and her friends sat in the middle of the crowd and watched the dancers beautiful moves performing from: À la seconde* to the famous pas de deux, of which two dancers stepped up to exercise this movement. The male had white-blonde hair and golden eyes and his partner was dressed in a red tutu with crimson irises and a prideful aura around her. When they began, Ahiru felt a powerful tug at her heart that brought about rage and sorrow toward the ballet duo. Her eyes began to sting with hatred toward them and out of the blue she saw a boy, with greenish hair pulled in a ponytail and a determined look, walk over to her. She looked upon him with a bitter glare as he outstretched his right hand to invite her to dance the pas de deux* with him.
With a turn of her head and an abrupt rise to stand, Ahiru turned away from the confused boy and ran out of the ballet room ignoring the cries of Pique, Lillie, Neko-sensei, and surprisingly the people who brought about such anguish in her heart. "How do they know my name? I've never met them before, have I? No, I would remember if I did; yet, when I looked at that other boy I felt something and it frightens me! Lede help me!" Ahiru desperately thought as she ran out of the school and toward what she thinks as home.
"I can't wait to see Ahiru afterschool, I hope she likes this pendant I bought for her," exclaimed Fakir to Mytho as they walked from the boys' dormitories and to class.
"I'm sure she'll love it Fakir. I hope to see her again as well, I know I haven't visited for some time now and I miss Ahiru-chan." Spoke Mytho. They both arrived to the advance classroom to see Rue sitting there and greeted her. Rue stood up and hugged Mytho and then Fakir and led them to their assigned seats.
"So, I have a plan to give something to Ahiru. We haven't seen her in weeks since that 'incident' and I do miss her dearly," divulged Rue "how about after school we visit her at the lake?" The boys instantly agreed to the plan and turned their attention to the teacher for the daily lessons. Soon after, their class was called to perform for the underclassmen as a favor to Neko-sensei. As Mytho, Rue, and Fakir stretched for their performance they instantly stopped and stared at the observing students. Of course the one to that caught their eyes was a girl with strawberry orange hair, wrapped up in a braided bun, and vibrant azure eyes; for this girl resembled their friend that they talked about visiting earlier in the day.
Fakir just couldn't believe it! There she was sitting and talking with her usual friends and she doesn't seem to notice them! He turned to look at his friends' faces and finds out that they are as baffled and surprised as he is! Before either of them could speak to each other about seeing their friend who is now human instead of foul, their classmates had begun to display the ballet forms. Fakir presented the Fouetté jeté* and after that Rue and Mytho did their signature pas de deux. As he sat silently during his friends exhibition, Fakir observed the girl who looked like his friend, Ahiru, in human form. He saw how her face showed signs of pain and sorrow, and he wanted to make her smile as she had in the past.
After Rue and Mytho finished, he abruptly rose and walked toward the girl and invited her to dance with him. All around him he could hear the girls of the beginner's class 'awe and ooh' at his bold gesture toward the girl, but what surprised him was the hateful glare the "Ahiru look-a-like" gave him! He saw her stand up and run out of the classroom and he called out, "Ahiru!" But to no avail, she did not stop her fleeting journey through the hallways of the school and away from him. "Ahiru, are you really here?" Fakir whispered.
"Fakir, look she ran out of the school!" cried Rue as she and Mytho looked out the windows to see their friend run through the courtyard and out of the gates. "It's like she didn't even know us! Her face toward you w-was hateful…reminds me of (shivers) how that monster looked!" Rue sadly whispered to her friends.
Mytho looked so confused and hurt for both him and Rue. "She's returned to being a human girl, but it's like she's lost her kindness and memories of being our dear friend," Mytho conveyed. Class was over due to their friend's unusual outburst and the trio of heroes left school and tried to search for their friend, for their Ahiru; however, they knew that when they find her, they would be faced with something foreboding and that unsettled them considerably. _
"Well well, it seems my plan is coming together nicely. Soon father, I shall avenge you and capture the heart of Princess Tutu." Lede maliciously thought as she observed the events through her ebony mirror, watching her naïve prey run back to her and watching said prey's saviors search for their 'dear friend'.
"I hope you're watching Drosselmeyer, for I intend to make this story one to remember."
Author: And that's all for today! Another cliffie, but come on you know I gotta do it!
Drosselmeyer: "Dear child, you have a long way to go before you can be a good as me, but I do commend you on your success of Ahiru. No heroine should be perfect, I can't wait to see the ending, hehehe!
Author: Please review and tell me what you thought of how I did Ahiru or any of the other characters!
À la seconde-To the side or in the second position. À la seconde usually means a step that moves sideways or a movement done to the side such as grand battement à la seconde. A technically challenging type of turn is pirouette à la seconde, where the dancer spins with the working leg in second position à la hauteur. This turn is usually performed by male dancers, and because of the advanced skills required to perform it correctly, it is seen as the male counterpart of fouettés en tournant.
Fouetté jeté-literally "whipped throw". A leap which starts as a fouetté and then the second leg also kicks in front.
Pas de deux-meaning "step of two". Pas de deux is a duet usually performed by a female and a male dancer. A famous pas de deux is the Black Swan pas de deux.