Welcome back! This is a sequel!
Kuroningyoo no Yume: Fukkatsu no Kurai Norou
Hahaha… you'll find it out later what this is about…
A sequel is connected with the first one though…
One MUST die… who could it be? The next doll?
Why Black Doll? It's because their filled with sadness and resentments…
Not because of their dress…
I just reread the first one… grammatical errors… and now even my green lines disappeared…
Helpless me…
This could be a dry-run... or maybe up to chap one...
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto… but this sequel!
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Prologue
It was a mere sunny afternoon. The clouds were breezing gently as the leaves danced with it. Master was trying to sew some small clothes with his fragile hands. I was sitting at the window pane, feeling the wind at my back. It felt like paradise but my lips bore no smile. My button eyes stared at him. He was humming a song… I was moving my feet in tune…
He stopped humming and my legs went still. He looked at me with a smile all over his face. "Darling, don't you feel like being a little angel?"
"I don't want to be an angel… it can fall…"
"How bout pixie?"
"Pixie loses its magic…"
"Demon?"
"It can get cleansed…"
"Baby?"
"Unreasonable and noisy…"
"Child?"
"It errs and it doesn't know what it's doing…"
"I can't design you some clothes if you hadn't decided what to be…" he put down the unfinished or rather unstarted clothing from his hands on the table before him. I did an emotionless pout and turned to the landscape behind me. I knew he was waiting for my reaction… then I looked down on my white, silk slip. I returned him a look, "I'm comfortable in this…"
"Angels' slips are for angels…"
"I will fall when I decided…"
"Are you really serious in falling?"
"I have nothing but this…" I turned to the skies once more, "Master, you don't have to bother…"
"I make you some…" he turned again to the pieces of silk before him, "I wanted you to have beautiful clothes that suit you…"
"I will just choose when you're done…"
"You cannot do it like how you like it… you should choose beforehand…" he laughed and tried to experiment again… I grew mad a little, scowling at him, "Weave me any clothing…"
"I shall make anything that best suits your choice…" The banter smile on his face remained…
"… I will think of it…" I flew down from the pane and walked to the door. He stood up and approached the big wooden thing I couldn't open by myself even I tried to push with all I've got. The knob clicked open, "Before sundown, Darling…"
I left the forlorn house of the old man I lived with for a matter of 6 years… I never wanted to change my dress. I'm satisfied with this piece of fabric wrapped around my six-year-old body. He had nothing much to spend…
I didn't go away permanently, though… I promised to get back at sundown…
I was wandering around the forest… mumbling to myself… do I want to be an angel? Angels are powerful creatures… though they will fall in time…
Do I want to be a pixie? Pixies are magical creatures… though limited of their powers…
Do I want to be a demon? Demons are wicked creatures… though they are subject of cleansing…
Do I want to be a baby? Babies are demanding creatures… they cry for small things and they can't bear any reason for their actions…
Do I want to be a child? Children are stupid creatures… they commit mistakes like any other humans…
I want to be perfect… but is there any creature of such…
I looked at the sun, trying to find something that I would wish to be. It was golden yellow…
I wish I was— no… If I were to be the sun… there are times that I won't be seen…
I looked around… I can't see of any thing that I desire for…
I was walking around the forest for almost a minute. I heard voices from afar. I walked over some more… I saw bandits… they were playing cards then it seemed one has won the game. "Hahaha! I won! I'm having the chicks!"
"Geez! Then I'll get all of their moneys!"
"Hey, what's left with me?"
"You get the elderly!" All laughed…
"We're going to get the village at sundown…"
"You shall not dare to be of any threat to the village." I walked to them from hiding behind the tree. They started giggling and chattering, thinking of me a small child. They laughed at me again like I was of any insanity as I tried to halt them…
"No way can a kid like you stop us…"
"I am certain I could."
"Really? Here, take this!" He threw something at me but none went to me by then. Suddenly, it was an axe which flew from afar and went back like a boomerang… it did hit at the back. I felt numb ran around my body. I couldn't move and a foot went to kick me at the side. "That's crazy!"
I began to not see light and darkness fell… what has my world gone into?
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I woke up at the fume of burning wood. Everything around seemed to be rushing away from the village: the birds, the butterflies… I tried to stand up with all I had…
I looked into the village's direction…
I crawled all the way to the village… it was all burning down…
After gathering enough energy, I rushed and bumped one of them, the bandits… He fell on his knees and the others went like 'What the— she's not supposed to be here!'
I eyed at them fiercely, "What has happened to the village?"
"Can't you see it? We burned everything down!" the cocky bandits said as he stood up…
"How dare humans do such act!?"
"You speak like you're not one!" the bandits started tolaugh again…
"Darling!" A call came to me. I looked around to see… my master. I walked to him and he fell from clinging at the burnt pole…
"Master?"
"Save yourself…"
"I want… to be something that can protect someone…"
"Anything can… *cough* do it…"
"But I want to do it forever…"
"I cannot give you immortal life… but I had something in mind…"
"Tell me, Master. What could—" an axe rushed to his head. Blood showered me as he fell… I stared at the empty wind… the bandits grabbed me by my shoulders and then said, "You shall be ours, little lady."
I turned to them with piercing eyes… "I do not belong to rude people… but those who suffer from harsh realities… I belong to those who need a place to weep at and shoulders to dry their eyes… those who need someone who could listen and take every of their desire to kill…"
"What is she talking about?" I flew away from them but I kept myself suspended in midair…
"I must be something to be adored and feared… I should be something to be hugged and thrown away… I must something of a symbol… for both comfort and eternity… someone who can alters its identity at a change of façade… I must be…"
"Her dress is changing…" My slip grew separate sleeves and a skirt got woven beneath the leg cover…
"A doll…"
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Prologues are prologues! Yeah! Review Kuroningyoo no Yume… prologue might not seem really connected…
Please review on this one, too…
This chapter is not directly continued on the next chapter…