Authors: ABCMECBA & BlackLilyAngel

Summary: Mikan Yukihira's family is killed by the AAO. A terrible organization, who are now after her. After getting caught, she's forced to train her alices to become a weapon to the AAO. Follow Mikan as she starts at gakuen alice, and learns that not all people have bad intentions.

Disclaimer: We do not own Gakuen Alice.

Bad Memories

Chapter 1.

The Escape

The five year old, hazel eyed brunette was sitting at a huge table drawing red doodles on a piece of paper. Her mother was playing the piano which was standing close to the window. Mikan Had always loved her mother's playing, sometimes she would sit next to her and watch as she gracefully pressed down the tangents. The music stopped abruptly as her mother looked wide eyed at the door leading to their hallway. She could her screams, lot's of them. Scary enough they ended with a Bang! Bang! Bang!Mikan didn't know why, but she had a bad feeling. She hadn't heard that sound before… But her mother looked to have, the woman gazed shocked at her daughter. Thinking hard she bit down her thump, deciding what to do Yuka picked up her daughter from her chair. Carefully making sure not to make a sound, she walked over to the little cabinet that stood close to the table Mikan had just been drawing at.

She opened the cabinet door, and carefully helped her confused daughter into the small room. Yuka's eyes started to glimpse with tears. "Okaa-san is something wrong?" her daughter placed a hand on her kind worried.

Yuka gulped as she quickly putted on a fake smile, "No of course not honey..." She planted a kiss on Mikan's forehead.

"But you're crying…"

"What about we play a game of hide and seek?" Yuka changed the subject. Mikan nodded smiling at her mother, it had been quite awhile since they had played that game.

"Okay."

"Good, but this is a special game of hide and seek, okay? You're hiding in here, and you have to be silent as a mouse and no matter what you can't come out until okaa-san says it's okay. Got it?" Mikan nodded somewhat confused at her mother, "And when I say no matter what, I mean no matter what." Yuka stated.

"But okaa-san-"

Mikan's voice was interrupted when a male suddenly spoke. "This is the last place, the girl has got to be in here."

Yuka's eyes widened, "Just remember the rules Mikan, okay?" Mikan nodded, she had the felling of wanting to cry, though she didn't know why. Yuka kissed her daughters cheek, "Goodbye honey…" the cabinet door was closed firmly, and a click was heard as Yuka turned the key in the hole to keep her daughter safe.

Inside the cabinet Mikan heard the muffled sounds from her mother talking with someone who she didn't know, Yuka sounded scared and somewhat surprised. Mikan felt tears make their way down her cheeks as the scary Bang! Bang! Bang!Sound was heardagain.

A scream was heard and Mikan was almost certain it was her mothers, she pressed herself against the door to the cabinet trying to hear what was going on.

The voices floated together as she tried to figure out what they said. It bothered her that she no longer could hear her mother's voice. The room went silent, and Mikan stopped breathing almost scared that it would somehow destroy the silence.

The silence lasted long, at last she decided to go against the rules of the hide and seek game. She pushed to the door, but it wouldn't let in. After a few more try's it finally opened and Mikan crawled out, her hair and face a mess from all the hard effort to get out of the door.

She looked around in the room, seeking her mother. She spotted the woman laying on the floor, in a big pool of red liquid. She kneeled down next to her mother in the red, shaking the woman lightly. "Okaa-san? Okaa-san?" she called. When the woman didn't respond, Mikan started tearing up. "Okaa-san, I'm sorry I broke the rules…don't be mad at me." the girl begged softly, as tears ran down her cheeks. "S-sorry…I…I b-broke… the rules, okaa-san…" as the brunette shook her mother's body harder, "Okaa-san, why are you sleeping? Wake up! I promise I won't break the rules anymore…" Once more not getting a respond she rested her forehead against her mother's chest, sniffling she noticed the drawing with the red doodles. It was lying in the red pool, now completely crimson.

Sobbing the little girl got up from the floor and made her way to the door that led out to the hallway, surely her father or one of their maids would know how to wake her mother.

But just outside the door, awaited an unpleasant surprise. Her father was also sleeping, in the same kind of red pool as her mother. "Otou-san…you're sleeping to…" she whispered sobbing, a fresh onslaught of tears fell from her eyes as she cried next to her dad. "I…promise I'll be a good girl if you wake up…" she whispered.

It felt as a long time, but later it was proved to only be 20 small minutes that she sat there alone next to her farther.

Mikan was surprised when a middle aged man wearing a black uniform suddenly kneeled down next to her, he looked at her pitifully. Reaching out a hand towards her he said, "Why don't the two of us go outside?"

Mikan shook her head violently, "Mhh, mhh. Not without okaa-san and otou-san…they're sleeping, so we have to wake them up." She insisted looking at the police man seriously.

The officer's eyes softened at the little girl, she fought they were asleep. How wrong she was…but what could you expect from a five year-old?

The police man picked her up in his arms, ignoring her screaming and kicking. He hugged tightly, and softly whispered comforting words into her ear. That was all it took to make Mikan burst out crying again. The police man took her outside, where a paramedic drove her to the hospital.

The last thing Mikan could remember was staring at the metallic ceiling of the ambulance as a paramedic rushed to her side, and men she hadn't seen before began asking her questions. Too tired to answer she closed her eyes and fell asleep on the white stretcher they had put her on.

As she drifted off to the land of dreams, she couldn't help but think about her parents. Would they be awake when she woke up? She hoped so…

As soon as she woke up she started question about her parents. Where they were, if they would be joining her soon, and when they would pick her up. The doctors decided it was better for her knowing, so they told her that her parents were now gone, but would always watch over her as stars in heaven.

After that it was weeks where the girl neither spoke, ate or moved. Even when her uncle or grandpa would visit her she would sit there as a doll.

But after one visit from her grandfather where she had cried, for the first time since her parents had gone to sleep, she slowly started speaking and eating again. Though it was still hard to get whole sentences out of her, she was better.

It wasn't more than a week later that she was assigned to a private school in the city where her grandfather lived. Her uncle and grandfather had agreed on Mikan staying with her grandfather since it would be the most convenient thing to do. Where she would live no one would know anything about the incident, she could live in peace without getting reminded about the traumatizing event.

As soon as she started at the elementary school, she became an outcast. The other kids were scared of her, because she didn't speak to anyone. They kept their distance, so Mikan mostly sat alone at the swings. Or that was until the ice cold inventor Hotaru Imai, became curious of the said creepy mute girl. They started hanging out together, and Hotaru and Mikan fast grew closer. And now Mikan was even better than before, she would sometimes speak with the other kids. Or be allowed to play with them, her life had become a lot easier in just a little time.

Though she didn't know the day where she should part with her best friend closed in.

The 9 year-old brunette stood with tears in her eyes, "…Why?" was the only thing she could manage to ask. Her hazel eyes reflected her sadness, and the weather oddly enough matched to the sad day. It was raining heavily.

Soon it was hard to see if it was tears or water on Mikan's cheeks, but whatever it was it kept rolling down of the brunette's pink round cheeks. "I'm sorry Mikan but I have to go," The amethyst eyed girl said sounding less nonchalant, than usual. A soft expression spread on her face, as she gave her friend a good-bye hug. "We'll see each other again, it's a promise," Hotaru stepped back to look at her friend, "Be well." She said as she climbed into the black car that was supposed to take her away.

The door smacked and the car was soon so far way that Mikan could no longer see it, "Bye…" she whispered sadly.

As a 12 year-old girl Mikan had send lot's of letters to her best friend, but she didn't get anyone back. She suspected that it was because of the tight security, that Hotaru wasn't allowed to write letters. But she knew her letters came through, she had asked her uncle a favor to make sure they did, he was after all the high school principal of the school Hotaru attended.

Mikan was walking home from school, usually her grandfather would have their driver to get her to- and from school. But today no one had come to pick her up, so she supposed she would just have to walk home. It wasn't that, the way to her house was pretty short. And she soon arrived at the big sand colored mansion, owned by her grandfather. She entered the big doors, but no one was there to greet her, which she found strange.

At least one maid had always been there to welcome her.

Not thinking more about it Mikan walked thought the hallway, deciding to look for her grandfather. She entered what had once been the green living room. She tried to convince herself it was just another nightmare of hers, but it wasn't.

Crimson covered the walls, the furniture and the floor. The before so happy maids who had taken care of her was no more, they were all laying in their own blood scattered around on the floor. Gasping she covered her face with her hands, why was it happening to her again? It brought back so many bad memories of what had happened to her mother, father and the staff in her old house. "It's just another night mare…" she breathed out, tears running down her cheeks. "Just…a…a night mare."

Gulping she realized she couldn't cheat herself like that. Her eyes suddenly widened, "Jii-chan!" she called out, hurrying out of the room. Running to the place he usually spent his time she recalled something she would have rather not.

"Otou-san…you're sleeping to…" she whispered sobbing, a fresh onslaught of tears fell from her eyes as she cried next to her dad. "I…promise I'll be a good girl if you wake up…" she whispered.

Shaking the thought of she hurried even more, nothing would have happened to her grandfather, right?

She reached the library, nearly busting out crying again she looked around. It was in even worse condition than the living room had been…

Books were laying at the floor ripped to pieces. The once so blue carpet was now crimson red, and the wallpaper before red, was now bathed in blood. The spot her grandfather was laying at was even worse.

Falling to her knees, as tears now streamed down her face. She was left alone in the big house, no one there except her…

Or so she thought…

Gulping she shook her grandfather's body a little, the way she had done it to her mothers. Through it was to no use, he wouldn't wake up… Her hands, school uniform, hair and skin soon were covered in blood. It was a terrible vision, the teen that just kneeled next to her grandfather covered in the crimson liquid.

She could feel a sudden presence in the room, and turned around chocked. A group of men she had noticed before stood only a few meters away from her.

Her eyes widened, as she got up from the floor. "W-who are you?!" she demanded scared and confused at the same time.

She quickly spotted the man she supposed was their leader, he had orange hair and purple eyes and his lips were curled into an amused smirk. "Us?" the man taunted.

The brunette clenched her fists, "Who else?" she asked glaring, she stood in front of her grandfathers corps protectively.

The man stuffed his hands into his pockets, "The AAO. I'm Reo by the way…" Reo introduced, as he gestured to himself.

"T-the AAO..? W-why have you come here?!"

His amused smirk suddenly disappeared and turned into an evil smile, "We've come here…to bring you with us." He said walking closer to her.

Her eyes widened a bit, "W-what? Why!" she demanded angry as tried her hardest to copy Hotaru's famous glare.

Reo crossed his arms and sighed, "You got some very rare alice's…" he stated, looking at her up to down.

Mikan raised a brow confused, "Alice?" she asked suspiciously, dropping her guard.

Reo nodded, "An alice is a special ability, a little like having super powers. Very few have these alices, and those who do usually only have one. That's why it's very rare when some people get multiple alices." he said suddenly shifting expression again, frightening Mikan. "You're one of these rare alice holders…who has more than one alice…"

Mikan's hazel eyes glared at him in disbelief. "Are you kidding me?" she asked Reo harshly, "That's the stupidest thing I ever heard! Superpowers don't exist. And even if they did exist, why would a group of people with these alices call themselves the Anti-Alice Organization?!"

"Alice's do exist. And as I said before, you have very rare alices. You have the nullification alice, and the SEC alice. The SEC stands for the steal, erase, and copy alice. You also have the teleportation alice…" he stated walking circles around her to examining her, he smirked somewhat impressed at her.

She was going to be the best of them all very soon…

The best weapon.

Mikan looked at him worried, she felt scared. "…even if that was true then…why would I help you?"

Reo shrugged, "I guess it's because you have no other choice." As soon as he said that the guys behind him made ready to attack.

Reo slowly walked closer to her, standing only a step away he lifted her chin with his left hand, "Get away from me, your creepy stalker!" Mikan slapped him across the face, watching as his purple eyes became filled with rage.

"You'll regret that," he said, as one of his followers lifted his hands up making Mikan fly into the air. Her eyes widened in disbelief. The man smashed her down into the floor, and another man came to her and pinned her to the floor, while another man used pointed his hands at her and she became really tired.

She felt her eyes fluttering close and with the last of her energy she looked at her grandfather's body which wasn't too far from her. Stretching her hand out to him, she touched his hand for one last time before she was taken away.

Mikan had just killed the last one of the guards, she was caring Aoi at her back. She had taken care of Aoi since Aoi arrived at the AAO as a four year old, and she was twelve. Aoi was now six and Mikan was fifteen, they had been imprisoned for one and a half year.

The sound of a siren was heard throughout the whole base, as a red light flashed in every room. Mikan's eyes widened, she knew she had to get Aoi and herself out of there before they sent more guards. She wasn't sure she could take any more of them on.

At least not with Aoi on her back.

She may have had numerous alices inserted into her, but she was still just a human with a human body that had its own limitations.

She couldn't really use her left arm any more since a loyal AAO member decided it would be funny to use her wind aliceon her, sending blades made of wind to cut Mikan's arm off. Luckily it only made a shallow cut on her upper arm, so at least her arm was still attached to her. She had other small cuts and bruises on her body, but that one on her arm was the biggest one. Since she was using her right arm to keep Aoi in place, alices were her only defense at the moment.

"All Anti-Alice Organization members Mikan Yukihira is trying to escape again. Capture her at all costs, but make sure to keep her alive. I repeat keep her alive. She has taken the fire alice user Aoi as well. She is of no use anymore. Do what you want with her but keep Mikan Yukihira alive."

Mikan looked over her shoulder to see Aoi trembling in her hold, her eyes wide in fear. She looked deathly pale, and her shaking was making it hard for Mikan to keep a grip on her. "Aoi-chan," Mikan whispered harshly trying not to be heard. "Calm down. If you keep shaking like that you'll fall and alert them where we're at. Don't worry. I'll always protect you no matter what. Remember our promise?" she insured the girl on her back.

"Ye-yeah but I'm sc-scared…" Aoi whimpered as she buried her head on the crook of Mikan's neck. Her shaking had reduced so she wouldn't fall, but she still couldn't keep the fear from her voice. Mikan's eyes softened although she couldn't see the little girl.

Looking determined she smirked, "I'll protect you Aoi-chan, and I promise to never leave you alone…" Mikan said seriously, as she walked towards the only window in the room. Through the building that was five stories high, she had no choice but to jump. "But I need you to trust me. Can you do that for me Aoi-chan?"

"Look she's over there!"

"By the window!"

"Don't let her escape!"

"Think of what the Boss will do to us!"

They paused at the window to hear heavy footsteps coming their way. There looked to be at least fifty to seventy guards in the crowd, they were all armed with various weapons and they had their alices ready to be used at any given moment.

Aoi tightened her hold on Mikan's neck to hold on better, but not enough to chock the teenager. She nodded her head. "Yeah…I trust you Mikan-nee." the little girl whispered softly.

Mikan smiled.

A smile only Aoi had been able to coax from her.

"Good."

With that being said she jumped through the window, ignoring the shouts of anger and frustration. She thought she distinctly heard a shout above the rest.

From a voice she knew all too well…

"Run all you like Mikan, but remember that we will always catch you in the end. You're a weapon, and nothing more."

Using her amplification alice she fused it together with her teleportation alice to escape her prison for the past two years.

"Mikan-nee where are we going?"Aoi asked Mikan. She wasn't scared now that they were away, more like curious.

They were getting weird looks, as they stood in the middle of a street that led to the most famous school in Tokyo. A school made only for geniuses. Mikan had almost forgotten about her arm had it not been for a random passing by lady who screamed, at the blood dripping down her arm.

Turning her head to get a little look at the five year-old, she looked serious. "Can you remember what I told you about Gakuen Alice?" Mikan asked in a soft voice, ignoring the adult's concerned shouts around her.

Aoi's eyes lighted up with hope and happiness, "Are we going to Gakuen Alice?" the little fire user asked.

Mikan activated her healing alice, and soon the wound had healed itself. The only way anyone could tell it had been there, was her bloodied arm and bloodied clothes. Mikan gave Aoi a soft look, "Yeah…" she answered, a little relaxed for once.

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