Revival of the Raven~ Chap. 3
Aug. 19th, 2010 11:23 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
lady-zakirya16.livejournal.com posting in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
tutufansRevival of the Raven~ Chap. 3: Nemesis thy Name is Nevar
Disclaimer: I do not own Princess Tutu, but I do own Lede of Nevar!
Author: Ladies and gentlemen of the beautiful world of Fanfiction, I am sorry for updating late and I want to thank my first reviewer, blackprinses7, which really helped me and my muse!
Drosselmeyer: Oooh! So you are back, eh? And here I thought you would never finish this amateurish, yet sanguine delight of a story! Just remember my dear, keep the characters in their roles and always "step-in" when necessary, helps move the tale along! *dark chuckling*
Author: Yeah, yeah I hear you Drosselmeyer, and my work is not of an amateur! I'm just not at your level yet! So leave my work alone! :P
Anyway, we left off with Ahiru-chan running away from her old friends, while the same trio are looking for her…
Tears, that is all that ran down her face as she sat on the wet banks of the lake; however, those tears were not of joy or sadness, but of anger and confusion. Questions left unanswered and confusion over where she is and why she came here of all places! "Those people, these emotions, this fear! Why is this happening? And why does my heart hurt so much, especially toward that white-haired boy! That boy with the lonely, yet compassionate amber eyes….what is he to me?" the little duck/girl thought bitterly."Aaaarrgh, what do I care! I've only met them once and they mean nothing to me!" she screamed out to the misty lake and forest.
"Such empty words my child, are you sure they don't mean anything to you? Don't you remember the pain they cause you!" echoed a deep, silhouetted voice above.
The girl looked up from her knees and toward the lake where she thought the voice came from. "What do you mean? I just met them, I don't even know them that well except for the gossip my friends spew out sometimes," replied Ahiru. She waited for the mysterious voice to respond but instead she heard a younger, semi-deep voice shout her name. Ahiru quickly recognized the voice of Fakir and dove into the lake without thinking how loud her splash might alert the search party. She swam to the bottom of the lake, though not without stopping to see if they could see her. Ahiru turned her liquid form and tilted her head up to see Fakir, Rue, and Mytho walking around the lake and shouting her name with much desperation and hope. Ahiru became scared for her air supply was running out, and angry for them following her out here.
"Sigh, can't they just leave already! I wish Lede was here…" she thought while desperately holding her breath and not revealing her hiding place.
As if the heavens heard her wish, she saw a black feather land on the lake and then a tornado of them floating above her head. Ahiru looked to the 'troublesome trio' and saw their emotions full-blown in their eyes. Mytho's held anger and determination, Rue's were frightened, and Fakir's contained courage and rememberance toward the black creature stepping out of the whirlwind.
With their attention toward the dark being, Ahiru swam to the far end of the lake where the reeds and grass grew and came up for air. While she took a breath, she stared at the dark figure, who turned out to be a tall woman with dark skin, her hair braided at the top and flowing in waves down her back. But what drew everyone's attention was not her fearsome aura or her ominous features, but what she wore around her neck!
"That's the pendant Princess Tutu wears!" the trio thought as they watched the ebony lady glide toward them.
"Hello there, my name is Lede of Nevar and I am most delighted to make your acquaintance," she spoke as she mockingly bowed to the group of teens.
Ahiru was happy and not surprised to see her guardian Lede."I didn't know she could fly and with that outfit I couldn't recognize her!" she cried out, but regretted it for now everyone's eyes were on her dripping, yet happy form. Lede smiled at her and glided toward her, but the trio didn't want her near Ahiru and so they ran to protect her. Ahiru cringed in disgust as Rue hugged her small form and the boys stood in front of her. "What in the world are you doing! And get your hands off of me I don't know you!" she shouted to the group who blocked her from her friend.
"Ahiru-chan, please go with Rue while we take care of this monster!" sternly declared Mytho with Fakir giving her a wink saying, "We'll make quick work of this demon". Ahiru lost her temper and escaped from Rue's hold and raced toward Lede and past the boys.
"I don't even know you, but I certainly can't forgive you for this! She is my best friend and guardian, the only person who tried to save me from my hellish life, and I won't let anyone separate us, you got it!" she yelled and turned to Lede and told her, "I want to go home, please Lede."
Lede hugged Ahiru to her in a tight embrace, but made sure that Fakir, Rue, and Mytho saw her evil sneer and cold, mirthful brown eyes exclaiming, "I won this round". Lede puts Ahiru to sleep while embracing her and swiftly disappears in a cyclone of black feathers.
They couldn't believe it, their own friend willingly choose their enemy over them! Fakir eyes watered and he dropped down on his knees in misery over his lost friend/ hopeful-love-to-be. Rue silently cried on the ground 4 feet away from the boys over what just happened. Mytho was the only one still standing, but instead of tears, his face was red and eyes misted with deep judgment and curiosity. He turned toward his allies on the ground and announced,
"Friends do not despair, I do not think Ahiru is lost. This Lede of Nevar is wearing Ahiru's pendant given to her by Drosselmeyer!"
At the mention of Ahiru's pendant and Drosselmeyer, the two down-trodden teens stood up with hope and annoyance in their eyes. That witch must have done something to their friend, it meant that all of their problems led to the pendant and that accursed dead man who plays with people's lives.
"Damn that teller of tales! Why can't he leave us in peace! I bet he's in cahoots with this Lede and changed my, I-I mean our Ahiru!" suspected Fakir.
"You know she could be just like me, this Lede. The Raven could have tricked her into being his minion, which means her heart is drowned in that foul's putrid blood," added Rue with a bittersweet undertone in her voice.
"Whatever it is, I know we can defeat this new incarnation of the Raven and hopefully Ahiru will return to us," affirmed Mytho. With that said, Fakir and Rue stood up and followed Mytho out of the murky forest toward the entrance of their town.
The group of teens walked into the courtyard of the Academy with today's events on their minds. As they passed the fountain, they saw Ahiru's friends having a talk with Neko-sensei about the story, The Prince and the Raven ©, and what caught their attention was the mention of the tragic ending of Princess Tutu.
"Oh la la, poor Tutu to be in love with the main character who would never have her as his princess, so sad!" exclaimed Lillie.
"Yeah, I guess true love has its ups and downs. And to think he falls in love with the girl who was once the Raven's fake daughter of all people!" cried Pique.
" Yes girls, should you ever fall into a similar fate, "Put not your trust in princes for they do not always lead to a happy ending."" advised Neko-sensei.
This made each individual hero think deeply about the actions that they have shown toward their friend since her surprise appearance as they walked toward their dorms. The boys bided Rue a goodnight and headed up to their rooms. Rue stopped to watch the boys go inside their dorm and she raced toward the ballet room. When she arrived to the room, luckily unlocked, she began the piano and took out her ballet shoes that were stored in the cubby in the far right of the room.
As the piano began to play Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture, she danced in furious combination movements of 'adagio, a la seconde, arabesque and battement*. Once the song was over the clock over the piano read 12:00, Rue plummeted to the floor in tears over her friend Ahiru and the suspected return of The Raven. To this day she still thinks of her "father's" bitter, cruel eyes that laughed and chastised her about being an ugly human and never having any person love her. "But I won't abandon my friend, she sacrificed her freedom so that I can come back! If it comes to that I would gladly lay down my life for you, Ahiru!" she thought with a strong-minded look. Rue wiped away her tears and left the ballet room with her 'en pointe' shoes back in the cubby. With one final look toward the piano, Rue closed the door and walked back to her room to rest up for the upcoming battle ahead.
After they said 'goodnight' to Rue and headed to their rooms, Mytho asked Fakir to come into his room for a talk. Fakir settled down on the bed and waited for Mytho to begin, "Fakir, I've been wondering a lot about the emotions that Ahiru-chan showed to us and I can't help but think back on Princess Tutu. The way she showed such disgust toward Rue when she was embraced and protected by you and me from her "guardian", and in class this morning when you invited her to dance she looked as if she would punch you square in the face!"
Fakir cringed in sadness for he remembered how angry and offended Ahiru looked, and from just an invitation from him! He removed his hair band and shook out his hair in frustration, "Mytho, I'm anxious to see her again but I know she won't like to see me. I want to rescue her from this Lede of Nevar, that damn witch! Just knowing that Ahiru is sleeping under the same roof with that monster steams me!"
Mytho nodded his head in agreement for he too doesn't want Ahiru-chan in any danger. He wants to ask his friend about his feelings toward their friend, but whenever he thinks about the obvious answer he'll receive his heart begins to ache. "I know I'm with Rue and that Fakir likes Ahiru-chan, but still…" he started to drift off in his thoughts about Princess Tutu when suddenly Fakir calls his name. "Yes, sorry I was just reflecting on today's problems. It seems our personal war with Drosselmeyer will never be at peace, huh?"
"Yeah, but we'll defeat him with our powers combined and just as we had before, Ahiru will help us," Fakir sagely suggested, "Well, good night Mytho. Hopefully tomorrow will bring better results." And with that Fakir left Mytho to sleep for tomorrow.
As he watched the door close, Mytho couldn't shake the thoughts out of his head about Princess Tutu and the warmth he feels. He walks toward his window and opens it to look out at the world surrounding them. The wind blows into his room and wraps around his frail form as if to embrace him; for he feels warmth just like the first time he met her.
He whispers through folded hands, "Ahiru-chan, I won't abandon you to anguish and despair, you're my friend, my saint, my Princess Tutu…"
Opaque wings outstretched over Ahiru's home with an ominous aura keeping all near the accommodations away. On top of the roof crouched down on her knee, Lede watches the lonely heroes sort out their mortal feelings through her mirror. She sneered at the hopeful, yet pitying words of the outcast, laughed at the frustrated ex-knight/Drosselmeyer descendant, and smiled at the compassionate Prince.
"So, this is what it's like to have emotions? Pathetic! No wonder humans are such fools! How dare that abomination compare me to her so-called 'misfortunate' alter-ego Kraehe! That stupid bastard~ she hits the roof and several shingles fall off~ I'll make sure she's on her knees begging for mercy," condemned Lede.
Lede looks toward the other scene where Ahiru slept peacefully, at first, but started to toss and turn.
"Soon my pet your heart shall be mine. Although I have your heart in my possession, just a few more steps into despair and you'll be complete."
Author: And Scene! *bows to the audience* This may not be my best work, but I am proud of it all the same! Take that Drosselmeyer!
Drosselmeyer: Ah youth, wasted on the young! I think it's about time I make my appearance, eh? I mean you already have them thinking I'm your partner in crime, why not?
Author: Oh no you don't! I know what you're trying to do and I refuse to have you ruin my tragedy, oops I meant story! Anyway, it's hard to write you without you being…YOU!
Drosselmeyer: Well fine then, but that doesn't mean I won't hand you out some advice!
Author: *mutters* Don't I know it!
Anyways, review please! And if you have any ideas feel free to put them in your reviews!
Black Diamond 07~
Disclaimer: I do not own Princess Tutu, but I do own Lede of Nevar!
Author: Ladies and gentlemen of the beautiful world of Fanfiction, I am sorry for updating late and I want to thank my first reviewer, blackprinses7, which really helped me and my muse!
Drosselmeyer: Oooh! So you are back, eh? And here I thought you would never finish this amateurish, yet sanguine delight of a story! Just remember my dear, keep the characters in their roles and always "step-in" when necessary, helps move the tale along! *dark chuckling*
Author: Yeah, yeah I hear you Drosselmeyer, and my work is not of an amateur! I'm just not at your level yet! So leave my work alone! :P
Anyway, we left off with Ahiru-chan running away from her old friends, while the same trio are looking for her…
Tears, that is all that ran down her face as she sat on the wet banks of the lake; however, those tears were not of joy or sadness, but of anger and confusion. Questions left unanswered and confusion over where she is and why she came here of all places! "Those people, these emotions, this fear! Why is this happening? And why does my heart hurt so much, especially toward that white-haired boy! That boy with the lonely, yet compassionate amber eyes….what is he to me?" the little duck/girl thought bitterly."Aaaarrgh, what do I care! I've only met them once and they mean nothing to me!" she screamed out to the misty lake and forest.
"Such empty words my child, are you sure they don't mean anything to you? Don't you remember the pain they cause you!" echoed a deep, silhouetted voice above.
The girl looked up from her knees and toward the lake where she thought the voice came from. "What do you mean? I just met them, I don't even know them that well except for the gossip my friends spew out sometimes," replied Ahiru. She waited for the mysterious voice to respond but instead she heard a younger, semi-deep voice shout her name. Ahiru quickly recognized the voice of Fakir and dove into the lake without thinking how loud her splash might alert the search party. She swam to the bottom of the lake, though not without stopping to see if they could see her. Ahiru turned her liquid form and tilted her head up to see Fakir, Rue, and Mytho walking around the lake and shouting her name with much desperation and hope. Ahiru became scared for her air supply was running out, and angry for them following her out here.
"Sigh, can't they just leave already! I wish Lede was here…" she thought while desperately holding her breath and not revealing her hiding place.
As if the heavens heard her wish, she saw a black feather land on the lake and then a tornado of them floating above her head. Ahiru looked to the 'troublesome trio' and saw their emotions full-blown in their eyes. Mytho's held anger and determination, Rue's were frightened, and Fakir's contained courage and rememberance toward the black creature stepping out of the whirlwind.
With their attention toward the dark being, Ahiru swam to the far end of the lake where the reeds and grass grew and came up for air. While she took a breath, she stared at the dark figure, who turned out to be a tall woman with dark skin, her hair braided at the top and flowing in waves down her back. But what drew everyone's attention was not her fearsome aura or her ominous features, but what she wore around her neck!
"That's the pendant Princess Tutu wears!" the trio thought as they watched the ebony lady glide toward them.
"Hello there, my name is Lede of Nevar and I am most delighted to make your acquaintance," she spoke as she mockingly bowed to the group of teens.
Ahiru was happy and not surprised to see her guardian Lede."I didn't know she could fly and with that outfit I couldn't recognize her!" she cried out, but regretted it for now everyone's eyes were on her dripping, yet happy form. Lede smiled at her and glided toward her, but the trio didn't want her near Ahiru and so they ran to protect her. Ahiru cringed in disgust as Rue hugged her small form and the boys stood in front of her. "What in the world are you doing! And get your hands off of me I don't know you!" she shouted to the group who blocked her from her friend.
"Ahiru-chan, please go with Rue while we take care of this monster!" sternly declared Mytho with Fakir giving her a wink saying, "We'll make quick work of this demon". Ahiru lost her temper and escaped from Rue's hold and raced toward Lede and past the boys.
"I don't even know you, but I certainly can't forgive you for this! She is my best friend and guardian, the only person who tried to save me from my hellish life, and I won't let anyone separate us, you got it!" she yelled and turned to Lede and told her, "I want to go home, please Lede."
Lede hugged Ahiru to her in a tight embrace, but made sure that Fakir, Rue, and Mytho saw her evil sneer and cold, mirthful brown eyes exclaiming, "I won this round". Lede puts Ahiru to sleep while embracing her and swiftly disappears in a cyclone of black feathers.
They couldn't believe it, their own friend willingly choose their enemy over them! Fakir eyes watered and he dropped down on his knees in misery over his lost friend/ hopeful-love-to-be. Rue silently cried on the ground 4 feet away from the boys over what just happened. Mytho was the only one still standing, but instead of tears, his face was red and eyes misted with deep judgment and curiosity. He turned toward his allies on the ground and announced,
"Friends do not despair, I do not think Ahiru is lost. This Lede of Nevar is wearing Ahiru's pendant given to her by Drosselmeyer!"
At the mention of Ahiru's pendant and Drosselmeyer, the two down-trodden teens stood up with hope and annoyance in their eyes. That witch must have done something to their friend, it meant that all of their problems led to the pendant and that accursed dead man who plays with people's lives.
"Damn that teller of tales! Why can't he leave us in peace! I bet he's in cahoots with this Lede and changed my, I-I mean our Ahiru!" suspected Fakir.
"You know she could be just like me, this Lede. The Raven could have tricked her into being his minion, which means her heart is drowned in that foul's putrid blood," added Rue with a bittersweet undertone in her voice.
"Whatever it is, I know we can defeat this new incarnation of the Raven and hopefully Ahiru will return to us," affirmed Mytho. With that said, Fakir and Rue stood up and followed Mytho out of the murky forest toward the entrance of their town.
The group of teens walked into the courtyard of the Academy with today's events on their minds. As they passed the fountain, they saw Ahiru's friends having a talk with Neko-sensei about the story, The Prince and the Raven ©, and what caught their attention was the mention of the tragic ending of Princess Tutu.
"Oh la la, poor Tutu to be in love with the main character who would never have her as his princess, so sad!" exclaimed Lillie.
"Yeah, I guess true love has its ups and downs. And to think he falls in love with the girl who was once the Raven's fake daughter of all people!" cried Pique.
" Yes girls, should you ever fall into a similar fate, "Put not your trust in princes for they do not always lead to a happy ending."" advised Neko-sensei.
This made each individual hero think deeply about the actions that they have shown toward their friend since her surprise appearance as they walked toward their dorms. The boys bided Rue a goodnight and headed up to their rooms. Rue stopped to watch the boys go inside their dorm and she raced toward the ballet room. When she arrived to the room, luckily unlocked, she began the piano and took out her ballet shoes that were stored in the cubby in the far right of the room.
As the piano began to play Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture, she danced in furious combination movements of 'adagio, a la seconde, arabesque and battement*. Once the song was over the clock over the piano read 12:00, Rue plummeted to the floor in tears over her friend Ahiru and the suspected return of The Raven. To this day she still thinks of her "father's" bitter, cruel eyes that laughed and chastised her about being an ugly human and never having any person love her. "But I won't abandon my friend, she sacrificed her freedom so that I can come back! If it comes to that I would gladly lay down my life for you, Ahiru!" she thought with a strong-minded look. Rue wiped away her tears and left the ballet room with her 'en pointe' shoes back in the cubby. With one final look toward the piano, Rue closed the door and walked back to her room to rest up for the upcoming battle ahead.
After they said 'goodnight' to Rue and headed to their rooms, Mytho asked Fakir to come into his room for a talk. Fakir settled down on the bed and waited for Mytho to begin, "Fakir, I've been wondering a lot about the emotions that Ahiru-chan showed to us and I can't help but think back on Princess Tutu. The way she showed such disgust toward Rue when she was embraced and protected by you and me from her "guardian", and in class this morning when you invited her to dance she looked as if she would punch you square in the face!"
Fakir cringed in sadness for he remembered how angry and offended Ahiru looked, and from just an invitation from him! He removed his hair band and shook out his hair in frustration, "Mytho, I'm anxious to see her again but I know she won't like to see me. I want to rescue her from this Lede of Nevar, that damn witch! Just knowing that Ahiru is sleeping under the same roof with that monster steams me!"
Mytho nodded his head in agreement for he too doesn't want Ahiru-chan in any danger. He wants to ask his friend about his feelings toward their friend, but whenever he thinks about the obvious answer he'll receive his heart begins to ache. "I know I'm with Rue and that Fakir likes Ahiru-chan, but still…" he started to drift off in his thoughts about Princess Tutu when suddenly Fakir calls his name. "Yes, sorry I was just reflecting on today's problems. It seems our personal war with Drosselmeyer will never be at peace, huh?"
"Yeah, but we'll defeat him with our powers combined and just as we had before, Ahiru will help us," Fakir sagely suggested, "Well, good night Mytho. Hopefully tomorrow will bring better results." And with that Fakir left Mytho to sleep for tomorrow.
As he watched the door close, Mytho couldn't shake the thoughts out of his head about Princess Tutu and the warmth he feels. He walks toward his window and opens it to look out at the world surrounding them. The wind blows into his room and wraps around his frail form as if to embrace him; for he feels warmth just like the first time he met her.
He whispers through folded hands, "Ahiru-chan, I won't abandon you to anguish and despair, you're my friend, my saint, my Princess Tutu…"
Opaque wings outstretched over Ahiru's home with an ominous aura keeping all near the accommodations away. On top of the roof crouched down on her knee, Lede watches the lonely heroes sort out their mortal feelings through her mirror. She sneered at the hopeful, yet pitying words of the outcast, laughed at the frustrated ex-knight/Drosselmeyer descendant, and smiled at the compassionate Prince.
"So, this is what it's like to have emotions? Pathetic! No wonder humans are such fools! How dare that abomination compare me to her so-called 'misfortunate' alter-ego Kraehe! That stupid bastard~ she hits the roof and several shingles fall off~ I'll make sure she's on her knees begging for mercy," condemned Lede.
Lede looks toward the other scene where Ahiru slept peacefully, at first, but started to toss and turn.
"Soon my pet your heart shall be mine. Although I have your heart in my possession, just a few more steps into despair and you'll be complete."
Author: And Scene! *bows to the audience* This may not be my best work, but I am proud of it all the same! Take that Drosselmeyer!
Drosselmeyer: Ah youth, wasted on the young! I think it's about time I make my appearance, eh? I mean you already have them thinking I'm your partner in crime, why not?
Author: Oh no you don't! I know what you're trying to do and I refuse to have you ruin my tragedy, oops I meant story! Anyway, it's hard to write you without you being…YOU!
Drosselmeyer: Well fine then, but that doesn't mean I won't hand you out some advice!
Author: *mutters* Don't I know it!
Anyways, review please! And if you have any ideas feel free to put them in your reviews!
Black Diamond 07~
