Post by spacecaptanface on Sept 19, 2007 19:52:37 GMT -5
This is the first chapter (currently working on chapter 9) of my version of what comes after MML2. I've been diagraming this story for a VERY long time and due to length it will have to be split into 2 different books. I decided to have the first book be told in the first person from the perspectives of both Megaman and Roll in order to give a better understanding of the two main characters. This first book will be mainly a drama/romance and will serve a higher purpose of establishing the plot for the second book that will have more action than I can even comprehend. Enjoy
1. Stranded
The days seemed to grow longer every dawn. The sun would rise. A brilliant fire would burn away the pale shrouds of dark night, and the horizon would explode with a million gleaming colors that sparkled like a nameless jewel. The meadow that encircled the Master’s Spire gave host to a myriad of green blades that danced with the rushing wind. I closed my eyes as she blew past me, feeling the gentle caress against my skin, tousling my hair with her fingertips, beckoning me to play.
I was nearly positive that I was going insane. I had seen these flawless days for so long… so long that I was beginning to hope, to pray for a day with a little more variety. Maybe some rain, or a little snow perhaps?
I shook my head in hopelessness. What useless thinking I thought to myself. It would never change. The sun would always shine bright, the sky would always sparkle its dazzling radiance, and the days would grow even longer.
“Thinking again” came the soft, warm voice of Yuna walking up from behind.
Yuna didn’t seem to mind the isolation here as I did, something that I didn’t mind at first, but now was beginning to irritate me.
“We’ve been here for one hundred and twenty two days,” I said, not turning to meet her eyes. “There really isn’t much left to think about.”
Had it only been four months? It seemed like so much longer than that. Of course, it helped in that I never slept. There really was no reason to since I never felt tired. Ever since I had arrived I hadn’t felt the need to sleep, eat, or drink… at all. I would have thought that after four months of this I would eventually lose my mind, but apparently, losing ones sanity would go against Elysium’s affliction discrimination clause. Unfortunately, this did not cover excruciating boredom.
“Where is Sera?” I asked, trying to act unaffected by her friendly tone.
“She’s inside,” Yuna answered just as warmly as before. “She’s still trying to figure out what we’re going to do if we get back.”
Yuna saw my involuntary shift of discomfort immediately after she said this. It was hard to hide even the slightest reactions from her.”
“I mean… when we get back.” She reprised.
I turned my head to look at her and fake a reassuring smile, but she knew what I was truly feeling in my heart.
I wanted to go home. I wanted to be back where I belong, with the people I cared about. Technically, Elysium was my home… once. That was a long time ago. My new home was on the Flutter, with gramps, and Data…and Roll. I winced in silent pain at the thought of her name. The passage in her diary continued to burn itself inside my mind.
I hope he realizes how much I love him.
What did she mean by this? Was it the love of a sister that after years I had been forced to accept? Or… could it be possible… that it meant something more? My eyes turned back to the sky as my mind plagued itself with reckless hope.
“She will find a way,” Yuna said reassuringly.
“I know” She always did.
“So then tell me,” she continued, “if you’re not thinking, then what are you doing?”
I gave a deep sigh, and then looked back at her with utmost sincerity in my eyes.
“Waiting for her to find a way” I said, and turned my head once again to have my eyes be carried away by the never ending fields of this eternal world.
1. Stranded
The days seemed to grow longer every dawn. The sun would rise. A brilliant fire would burn away the pale shrouds of dark night, and the horizon would explode with a million gleaming colors that sparkled like a nameless jewel. The meadow that encircled the Master’s Spire gave host to a myriad of green blades that danced with the rushing wind. I closed my eyes as she blew past me, feeling the gentle caress against my skin, tousling my hair with her fingertips, beckoning me to play.
I was nearly positive that I was going insane. I had seen these flawless days for so long… so long that I was beginning to hope, to pray for a day with a little more variety. Maybe some rain, or a little snow perhaps?
I shook my head in hopelessness. What useless thinking I thought to myself. It would never change. The sun would always shine bright, the sky would always sparkle its dazzling radiance, and the days would grow even longer.
“Thinking again” came the soft, warm voice of Yuna walking up from behind.
Yuna didn’t seem to mind the isolation here as I did, something that I didn’t mind at first, but now was beginning to irritate me.
“We’ve been here for one hundred and twenty two days,” I said, not turning to meet her eyes. “There really isn’t much left to think about.”
Had it only been four months? It seemed like so much longer than that. Of course, it helped in that I never slept. There really was no reason to since I never felt tired. Ever since I had arrived I hadn’t felt the need to sleep, eat, or drink… at all. I would have thought that after four months of this I would eventually lose my mind, but apparently, losing ones sanity would go against Elysium’s affliction discrimination clause. Unfortunately, this did not cover excruciating boredom.
“Where is Sera?” I asked, trying to act unaffected by her friendly tone.
“She’s inside,” Yuna answered just as warmly as before. “She’s still trying to figure out what we’re going to do if we get back.”
Yuna saw my involuntary shift of discomfort immediately after she said this. It was hard to hide even the slightest reactions from her.”
“I mean… when we get back.” She reprised.
I turned my head to look at her and fake a reassuring smile, but she knew what I was truly feeling in my heart.
I wanted to go home. I wanted to be back where I belong, with the people I cared about. Technically, Elysium was my home… once. That was a long time ago. My new home was on the Flutter, with gramps, and Data…and Roll. I winced in silent pain at the thought of her name. The passage in her diary continued to burn itself inside my mind.
I hope he realizes how much I love him.
What did she mean by this? Was it the love of a sister that after years I had been forced to accept? Or… could it be possible… that it meant something more? My eyes turned back to the sky as my mind plagued itself with reckless hope.
“She will find a way,” Yuna said reassuringly.
“I know” She always did.
“So then tell me,” she continued, “if you’re not thinking, then what are you doing?”
I gave a deep sigh, and then looked back at her with utmost sincerity in my eyes.
“Waiting for her to find a way” I said, and turned my head once again to have my eyes be carried away by the never ending fields of this eternal world.
