Fragments Of Time

Leah's POV

As the breezy spring wind blew past me, I felt my pace starting to slow down. Great! Today was only my second day here in Japan and look what happened? This morning, I tripped over one of my large piles of music scores (A/N : Not very organized now is she?), burnt my omelette (Ahhh...omelette *w*) and nearly forgot to give Aunt Ellie a call. Thank GOD I remembered. She would've flown down to Japan and skewer me alive if I hadn't done so. I mean the woman wasn't so keen on me - a 17 year old girl who for most of her life has lived and studied in an all-girls prep school- going off alone to a foreign country for some student exchange program. It took months of plotting and a full month of convincing but finally, I won the battle. I just had to come here, atleast once in a lifetime, because for me...there was a promise that I had to fulfill here in the land of the rising sun.



I broke off from my train of thoughts when I walked into a tree and fell square on my bottom. BOY, did that hurt. I stood up and brushed off some bits of grass from my pants, suddenly brought back to the situation at hand. I was lost in this ginormous monster called school. I mean how absurd can it get?!?! Sure they're rich, but THIS?!?!Is just plain absurd. And NO I don't remember signing up for this. I recalled that I had specifically requested for a transfer to a NORMAL public school. But nooo...they HAD to put me in one of the stuck up schools, they HAD to ignore my request. Something tells me that Aunt Ellie had something to do with this. That woman!!!! She'll get it from me in summer!!! Well, what can I do now anyways? Im already here in Japan, AND i've already signed the document that finalised my transfer to this school for the year (less I were to suddenly fall terribly ill and all that crap that is >_> scorn myself for being a healthy person!!!) in the headmaster's office which was like the rest of the school ABSURDLY LARGE IN SIZE!!!!! No offense though, the headmaster was a nice person, and if ONLY I had accepted his offer to have his assistant escort me out of this place, I wouldn't have ended up in this type of a situation in the first place. But as usual pride got the better of me. Sigh...I would consider asking someone around the place but there wasn't a single soul in sight. It was just 2.30 in the afternoon and classes were still on.



It was during times like these when I wished Scar were here, I mean the girl had more of a sense of direction than anyone else that I knew. No offense though Lizzy. But what the heck? She was thousands of miles away, back in London, enjoying the tea of the season, Orange Darjeeling together with Lizzy and Aunt Ellie, by the orangery in Wycombe Abbey. Oh how I wish I were there to enjoy itlike I always had for the past decade. I slapped myself. GET a hold of yourself Leah Quinn and FOCUS on looking for a way out of this place instead!!! As I took my first step from the tree, I felt my legs giving out.



Sigh...maybe after a short nap, plus i'll actually be able to think after that. I circled the tree looking for a comfortable spot, and in the end found a nice small shady area where the roots of this lovely tree parted to form a V-shape. I settled down. A rendition of Strauss's famous Beautiful Blue Danube started to play in the back of my head as I was slowly plunged into the darkeness. When my eyes opened, I found myself in THAT place. That all too familiar place. I let my eyes wander around.



Suddenly, I caught sight of her. A girl who looks exactly like me. The only difference were our ages and the way we wore our hair. Mine was long and wavy, while she wore hers in a fashionable bob. I was 17 she was 5. The day was still young and the sun was still high in the sky.



She was trotting down a path that was carved through the thick and rich ground of a meadow accompanied by her parents on either side. As they slowly made their way to the end of the path, happily chatting away without a single care in the world, I felt peacefull even if it was for that one brief moment before being shattered into pieces by what was going to happen next. The sound of a gun-shot was heard. And then it happened.



A man dressed completely in black with a gun in hand, appeared from the other side of the meadow and came running down at high speed, mercillesly tredding upon the ground and trampling along some innocent flowers in the process. The man in black pointed the gun in the woman's direction and started firing. The little girl's father caught sight of it and in one quick motion pushed his daughter and wife out of the way. The bullet dashed through the air and went straight through the man's right arm. He let out a yelp of pain. The man in black fired another round of shots, this time one of the bullets went straight and penetrated the skull of the other man.



With that shot, the man fell down and suddenly, all traces of life evaporated from his eyes. The little girl looked back and let out a cry of horror, but her mother picked her up and ran as fast as she could. But alas, she failled. The man in black fired a bullet that went through the woman's heart. As she dropped down, she held her precious daughter tight to her, gave her one last squeeze, muttered a few words that were only audible to her and her daughter and with that, her heart stopped beating.



The little girl was in utter shock. A few moments passed before she loosened herself from her mother's embrace and stood to fully face her mother. She called out to her mother. No response. She started to shake her mother's cold lifeless body while calling out to her hoping that she'd respond but to no avail. The man in black slowly made his way across the meadowfrom the other side, all the while a smile of pure evil was etched on his face. When he arrived at the spot where the little girl was frantically shaking her mother, he bent down, the gun that he held was replaced with that of a small dagger that had a series of intricate designs on its handle. With that, he took the little girl's right hand and using the dagger, carved a sign on the palm of her hand. The little girl let out cries of pain as he was doing so. When he was done, he dropped the dagger to the ground. The smile on his face widened, and he muttered a few words before dissapearing with the cold breeze that blew on that day. The little girl was shocked but suddenly snapped back into reality and ignoring the immense pain on the palm of her right hand, once again began shaking and calling out to her mother even if she knew that it was useless,her precious mommy was gone forever. And then, tears of sadness started falling, running across her cheeks. The once sunny skies started to cloud up with clomps of grey clouds, and not long after it began to rain.



That day, it was as if the skies cried with her, together mourning the death of her beloved parents. An hour later, a woman from a nearby village -who was walking down the path that went through the meadows-, spotted the little girl. Drenched from head to toe, hand's on that of her mother's dead cold ones, smothered in dry blood. The woman instantly recognized the little girl and went to her aid at once. In awhile, villagers were seen crowding around the little girl.

All the while, I just stood there by the sidelines, watching as the scene slowly unfolded itself like it always does. This was not the first time I had this dream, actually it happened everytime I was at a new or foreign place. A reminder to me that no matter where I went, there was no denying the fact that what happened earlier was and forever will be a part of my past. A fragment of my memories.

Suddenly, I was engulfed by a tunnel of lights and I swore that I caught a glimpse of those cold light green eyes, that evil smile and that jagged scar that ran across the left cheek of the assasin's that murdered Them. Before I knew it, I was back in reality.

And then I saw him...

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Well the latest chapter is up. Hope you guys enjoy it. Till the next chapter then.
Thanks for the header leena.

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