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Crystal Wings Episode 1: A familiar Aura

The first chapter/episode of "Crystal Wings"! *claps* I hope you all enjoy this!

Genres: Drama, Mystery and slight Comedy.

Age rating: 13+


It was a sunny morning. The birds were chirping outside, their songs filled with love and happiness. The manor was in complete peace. And by peace, I mean that there wasn't a certain someone jumping to transport herself to different places which would eventually lead to some broken vases here and there which later on the maids would have to clean up. Basically, there was no chaos. The maids were making breakfast for the morning as the Manor's Mistress' maids were packing up her clothes.

But where was the all important Mistress of the Mansion?




You got that right, She was sleeping as the Manor was bustling with work to do which didn't involve cleaning up the mess the Mistress made. And that Mistress, is, me. The alarm rang like a fire truck, vibrating violently, almost falling off the table beside my bed. My sleepy arm slowly hovered over the alarm and dropped down on it, causing it to fall over and snooze itself from causing any more damage to my poor and delicate ears. I think I broke the alarm though.

My personal maid started losing her patience as she stood beside me, watching me as I do my usual silly routine. "Another Alarm gone to waste... Oh Mistress..." She said and sighed heavily. Her eye brows rose up in annoyance and sarcasm. Nothing could be done for my pitiful state. She walked over to me, her eyes scanning the situation like she does every single day. However, today was special. It was THE day. Like, with capital letters. And even I would do what she will do on this day. Heck, if I was her, I would use a hammer to wake myself up.

Ouch. That would hurt. Anyhow, back to her!

She grabbed my blanket which I wrapped myself around like a sushi. And then, with a powerful yank, she made me throw myself across the room with cries of pain escaping my lips.

"Christine... You're so mean!" I cried out, rubbing my head as I slowly sat up. Christine stood there with a blank stare and picked up my blanket as she folded it. "Mistress, do you know what is the date today?" Christine spoke up, keeping the folded blanket on my messy bed. She looked behind at me, adjusting her glasses to make sure her gaze is powerful enough.

I flinched and started fidgeting with my fingers. I didn't understand what she said but I tried to comprehend the words she spoke. "Well.. it's the 25th of March...?" I suggested, thinking that it might answer Christine's sudden question. "And..?" Christine said, continuing her interrogation (?).

"Isn't there somewhere important you have to go today since it will decide where you study?" Christine hinted. Oh for the love of god, how I would have smacked myself before that. I was so stupid! How didn't I pick up on it before? Oh wait, I'm stupid. Duh.

"Ah!! I'm late for my flight!!" I exclaimed and stood up as fast as I could. "Why didn't you wake me up before?!" I said, or rather, shouted, as I took off my clothes and scurried off to take a bath before I reach to the airport late. But of course, I was already late. "It would seem inappropriate for me to wake the Mistress up after she has silenced the alarm clock." Christine said and shot a smile before I left to take a shower. She turned away and started packing up the important things I needed like my passport, my flight details, the tickets, my phone, address book and lots more.

"Don't put the blame on me~!!" My screams could be heard even outside my room which made the maids who passed by giggle at my rather childish act.

My name is Maria. Maria Mackenzie. I'm a 15 year old happy-go-lucky girl from Britain. Yes, I live in a Manor. But soon enough, I'll be living with my personal Maid in Japan, Tokyo. Yes, I'm not the morning person but don't get scared of me! I'm just your sweet girl...

Currently, I'm trying to get ready so that I can leave for my flight which I am already late for. I'm going to Tokyo International Highschool for my first year of highschool. My dad wants me to go there so that we would be able to meet each other more since he has a business in Japan. If you're thinking where my mom is, you don't have to ask. I have not heard of my mom for a really long time and my father wishes not to speak of her name or her whereabouts or basically anything about. But I don't want to associate my complicated family relationship with my personality. I'm just your normal sweet and kind teen so don't hesitate to ask me for anything!

"Mistress!! We're getting late!!" Christine called out to me and she sounded slightly frantic. Guess I'm seriously getting late, huh? Well, I'll talk later. Better go and get ready!

"I'm coming!!" I yelled out and got out of the shower, getting in my clothes as fast as I could before putting my make up and doing my hair. After 30 minutes, I was done. I ran out and walked down stairs. "I won't be able to eat here, please eat to you fill. I'll eat at the airport!" I announced as I walked outside. Looks like Christine already has all the important stuff with her in the car. "Come on Mistress!" She called out once again but I was trying to run high heels! That's not as easy as it seems, you know. "I'm coming~ Wait up~" I whined but walked at the fastest pace I could go at.

"Have a safe journey Mistress." All the maids formed a line on both sides of the door as I walked out. They were so sweet but I couldn't say anything since I had to rush things up. Before I knew, time passed by.

1 Hour has passed and we actually aren't late! Phew! That's a relief, isn't it? I'm currently savoring the food I'm eating at the airport in one of the restaurants. Christine stared at me; a blank expression which was pasted on her face got replaced by a sigh. I noticed her sigh and looked at her with questioning eyes. "What's wrong?" She looked at me and sighed once again which made me flinch in annoyance. "Would you please tell me what is on my face that is causing you to sigh?" I asked her with my usual face which formed a pout. "Whatever the food might be, The Mistress of the famous British Mackenzie family will always enjoy it... Somehow, I don't understand the logic behind it anymore." Christine said before sighing for the third time. "That's because I'm different!" I said, with my usual reply and stood up. "I'll go to the restroom." I said and walked off as Christine waved at me when I left.

"Stupid Christine..." I walked into the female's restroom, washing my hands so that I could refresh myself. "I hope I get some good friends in Japan~" I hummed to myself before wiping my hands with a tissue and disposing it in the dustbin beneath the sink.

My feet, after getting my permission, started to walk out. 'Now then, what should I buy once I get there?' I thought to myself and took out my IPhone; updating my facebook status and tweeting in Twitter. However, I didn't notice that someone was right in my path. And like always, I clumsily bumped into the other person, resulting in both of us falling.



Both of us fell. "Ah! I'm so sorry!" I said after understanding the situation. I started picking up the things the other person dropped as well as my own stuff. "I'm so sorry! I should have been seeing where I was going!" I apologized once again after picking up the other person's stuff as I got up, helping the other person to their feet as well.

"It's fine. I should have watched where I was going as well." A response came from the other person. With curiosity, I looked up to see who the person was. Standing in front of me was a beautiful woman whose eyes were really familiar. However, I couldn't put my finger on it. "Ah, I have to leave now." She said and took her things hastily and walked away after thanking me. I just stood there; awe-inspired by the woman. 'Maria! Snap out of it!' I thought and shook my head violently, realizing that my flight's number had been called out for departure.

"Ah! I have to leave!" As soon as I was about to leave, I noticed I stepped on something unfamiliar. I looked down and found an I.D card. I picked it up with my curious self. I really wanted to read it but I had to shove it in my pocket since Christine dragged me to the departure gate so that we would leave for Japan.

After much confusion at the departure gate, we got to board our flight and sit on our comfy first class seats. I kept my handbag down and relaxed in my seat as the passengers rolled in the aircraft. 'Ah! The I.D card I got...' I thought and took out my I.D card.

"Mistress? Whose I.D card is that?" Christine interrupted me as I was analyzing the I.D card of the stranger I bumped into. "This is the I.D card of a woman that I ran into outside the rest rooms. She forgot it there." I looked at it and it read 'Tokyo International School: Highschool Section. Aria Thompson.' "A school I.D card? And it looks like it's from your school, Mistress." Christine said as she read the contents of the I.D card.

Somehow, it didn't click as much for me. I seriously feel like I've met her elsewhere, but where? Her Aura is also very familiar. It's so familiar that it's creeping me out. I kept the I.D card in my hand bag and started chit chatting with Christine who was the least bit concerned in having to talk to me. But she is a sweetheart, can't ignore that.

"Welcome, dear Passengers. I hope you enjoy your flight to Tokyo, Japan." The captain's voice resonated through the plane as he gave his usual welcome speech, as I would like to call it.

"I wonder how life if going to be in Tokyo~" I said with a sing along tone, stretching my arms as I reclined in my seat. "All I know is that if you don't wake up early, you are going to get some scoldings from the teacher." Christine said sarcastically, teasing me as usual.

Our bickering went on like usual, but on the other side of the world, in Tokyo, Jack Mackenzie who was the Father of Maria Mackenzie (who is myself, I know) was leaning on his chair.

"I hope those two don't cross paths... Ar-- No, Miss Thompson.. Stay away from Maria.." He mumbled to himself. The lights were on low lighting with his pilled up paper sheets on the table behind him.


We are off to a good start, I must say! XD I hope I have the same amount of energy next week too! :DD Thank you everyone! You know what to do~ :3

Chapter 8: Preparation in process (Part 1)

After an awful long time, here is the 8th chapter! *exhales* I'm so sorry! I'm now in 9th grade but don't worry, I'm more determined than ever now. And I will update all my novels. So now, See you next week! Hope you guys enjoy~ *scurries off*

"That goes there and that goes way over there!" My index finger moved from one direction to another with the help of my arm. The class was bustling but I wasn't free to notice such a big thing. I was in my own world with my circle of friends and helpers. It was just the training for the big day but tension was quickly brewing. No one was off the duty list. Everyone had something or the other in their hands. If lunch break was announced, they would still continue with cookies or rice balls or chips or sandwiches in their mouths while trying to either paint or sew or write down or act to a play. Everyone was full. No one was free at anything and thus, our long preparation ordeal began.

"Leia! Take a break!" Aiden came in the range of my sight when I looked up from my notebook. My eyes twitched at his sudden suggestion since he knew well enough that once I start something serious, I'll only take a break after it is all done and not even a single morsel of it is left unchecked. 

"I'm quite surprised that you are asking me such an obvious question, Aiden." I said, my eyes narrowed which looked into his eyes with seriousness.

The boy rolled his eyes, his head going a bit back to add more emphasis to his actions. "Your point is?" Casual. Just the expected reply I wanted from him. Aiden was as sarcastic as I was. It wasn't a surprise that just hit me all of a sudden.

"You know what my point is. But I'll accept your kind offer." My eyes glanced down on my notebook but I had to leave it for a rough hour or so. I couldn't let myself faint due to the work overload. Closing the notebook, I kept it on the desk in front of me and walked towards the door of the class. The handle of the door seemed abnormally sticky. As if someone had put something on it. I pulled my hand away with a sudden jerk and with disgust in my eyes. The stickiness was still there and that is not my taste at all. I would be astonished if anyone ever liked their hands to be sticky.

"Sis? Something the matter?"

"Gah!! Don't surprise me like that!"

A familiar face appeared in front of the door with just a few feet difference between me and him. Evan just loves to scare the daylight out of me sometimes. He is usually 'the always able to notice' kind of guy but this time, that theory was proved wrong on the highest level.

He looked at me with eyes that were confused but demanding at the same time. "If nothing is wrong then go and have lunch. You look like a person who hasn't slept for a week!" He exclaimed. His hands at his shoulders length as he shook them to emphasize his point.

"Of course I would look like that Evan. I didn't sleep for a week so how wouldn't I look like that?" I said; my tone being louder and clearer than usual.

Evan raised an eye brow to my seemingly and scientifically impossible reply. His arms akimbo as he stood there with his skeptical glare.

"I don't bel--"

"You don't have to."

"But I didn't even comp--"

"Like I said, you don't have to."

"Let me just sa--"

"Evan. Can you do me a favor?" I asked; my head rose up as my aura changed. A couple of minutes ago, I was very serious since I really wanted to finish off my work. But now, I look like a sadistic person who feels like torturing someone and has finally found a pig to experiment to work on. Not that Evan looks like a pig in any way at all.

Evan shivered, literally. He tried, just tried, to escape my sadistic gaze which looked into his soul but unfortunately he couldn't and submitted to my authority of being the elder one. "Y-Yeah... what do you want..?" He asked, his eyes making an effort to look into my eyes but couldn't. He rolled his eyes elsewhere to escape my seemingly powerful glare (?).

"Go get me some food." Evan's right eyebrow rose up as his expression screamed 'the-hell?'. He wasn't expecting something as simple as going to get a sandwich for his sister as a punishment for what he had done in his previous life (That's what he thought.)

My expressions became fierce as an imaginary glint appeared in my right eye. "Are you going to go and get me my sandwich or should I give you something worse of a favor?" I said, or rather, commanded the already scared Evan to go do what I ordered him to do. I was already stressed out and the stress involved in getting my food by trying to defeat a mob is not my current cup of tea.

"Yes ma'am!!" Evan squeaked and disappeared within a split second, grabbing his wallet and running towards the usual lunch break rush mob. I sighed heavily and ruffled my messed up hair. Work was getting intense and everyone could feel the stress getting to them. The president of the student council also felt it. So much so that, he got insomnia a couple of days ago. I shook my head rather violently to get rid of my thoughts and concentrate on the piles of work that I had to do.

Unfortunately, that wasn't a very good idea. My hair got all over the place and that's not what I wanted at all. With my fingers, I slowly started to untangle my hair and comb them back into place. 'I need a hair tie to tie this in place...' I thought and looked around. I wasn't really aware of anything during the day, I was too preoccupied with other thoughts about the festival.

I shuffled from the place I stood time and time again, looking for a hair tie. As fate had it, no one was currently present in the once busy room which gave me extra work to do if I really wanted to tie my hair up. I kept my hair in position with my left hand after taking so much time in making a good hairstyle. My right hand kept searching for a hair tie.

"Hmm... Wait, do I smell... fire?" I said, turning behind to look at the situation. And good enough, there was fire in the room. How did it get there? I don't know. Why do I not know such an obvious thing happening? I was too busy looking for a hair tie dammit!

"How am I supposed to get out of here?!" The fire started spreading as the alarms went off, but poor me, I cannot even jump out the window. First of all, my class isn't on a floor in which I can safely jump out the window without being brutally killed by the forces of gravity. Second of all, I have to get all of the stuff we prepared for the festival out of here!

Heck, I can't even think of that! How on earth can I stop this wild fire? Many thoughts raced my mind and I was in complete chaos. As suddenly as this all started, it was all going to end. I could hear noises like something was breaking off from something. I looked towards the ceiling, and then, the ceiling was chipping off. It was almost about time before it collapsed. "Wha--... What am I supposed to do.. And why is the ceiling gonna collapse?!" I couldn't move nor do anything as time ticked one. But all I knew was that I didn't have enough time.



The roof collapsed. No one was there in the upper floor. Everyone was outside, eating lunch. And inside, someone was in big trouble.


What happened? Who called out to Leia?
Come back next week to find out!