Chapter 3:

Chapter 1 Mayu

Utopia Book 1: The First Journey and the Awakening (Volume 1: Green)

“Common, common!” A girl grunted as she fixated through the dark, “Stupid boot, why won’t you fit on, hugh!”. The girl began to hop on one foot and finally, Her foot went into the boot, “Yes!” The girl threw her arms up into the air in celebration and began to spin around, but the one thing she didn't realise was that she was still standing on one foot. Losing her balance she landed right back on her behind, “Owww!” the girl got up and rubbed her back side, “That better not bruise.” She grumbled to herself. Back up on her feet she rushed out the door.

"Hey Mom!, I'm heading out! See you later, okay!" the girl yelled out as she rushed down the stairs wishing to get out before...

"Hey, hey, just wait a minute there kiddo, you didn't happen to forget old man Ben's trousers did you?" the girl’s mom called out.


"No excuses Mayu, the old man' been asking for them since noon yesterday, and you promised you'd take care of it for him" she shot back.

"But ma I gotta go," pleaded Mayu, throwing in her famous pouty face. That was her mom’s weakness. After a ton of pleading and pouting her ma finally gave in.

" Fine! Just take em with you okay, and bring something back for me, you know how I love your presents!" Elisa ordered while playfully winking.

" Ya, sure thing mom, bye, love you."

Mayu quickly grabbed her bag which, she packed the night before, and stuffed the trousers in as quickly as she could. When she finally got them into the bag she zipped it shut and launched out the door, happy to finally be on her way.

She ran through Bells Berry Village, hurrying through the village streets. Mayu caught sight of the old Tailor shop.

"I've got to hurry, or I'll be late for sure!” she told herself. It was already evening and May didn't want to waste time for she had somewhere to be, and she wouldn’t miss it for the world.

"Old Man Ben!" Mayu called out breathless, holding up his newly stitched trousers. As Mayu entered the old Tailor shop, she sat down and scanned the room for old man Ben.

"Sorry Mayu, he's not in right now", The girl behind the desk answered.

" Well, Lily, do you know when he'll be back?", huffed Mayu,

Lily, the girl behind the desk, replied "He should be back later this evening,"

Mayu sighed,

"That's a bummer, I brought his trousers for him," Mayu held up the trousers in front of Lily's face to show her.

Lily took from her and made a face of slight disgust at her grandfather's trousers.

"Why is grandfather making my best friend fix his trousers!" Lily thought out loud and looked up at Mayu’s face, a smile that shined as bright as the sun stuck to her face,

"Oh Mayu, that's so like you. You'll help anybody as long as it's right and when they do wrong you pull them back on the right path whether they like it, or not! It all started with that stupid story!" Lily said blowing the hair that had fallen down on her face. Mayu tilted her head to left.

Mayu didn't understand what Lily was talking about. "Lily." Mayu sighed,

“I was really hoping that you and I could get to listen to old Ben's story. That probably would have been the best part of the day," Mayu has always loved Old Man Ben’s stories.

"Well, maybe next time, we can-Mayu we’re both fourteen and you still believe in that silly old story?" Lily interrupted in disbelief

" Well, Of course, I do," Mayu answered throwing her hands on her hips in annoyance.

"Listen, Mayu, the stories my grandpa told back then when we were little, we're just, old, forgotten, myths, and legends, It's time to grow up" Lilly explained clearly annoyed.

"They aren't even true Mayu! Stop acting like such a kid!" Lilly shouted.

Mayu stepped back startled and hurt. She accidently bumped into the table behind her and stumbled,

"Well, I believe them," Mayu squeaked. Mayu was now on the verge of tears,

"how are they supposed to be real if you don't believe they're true!"

"Mayu, later, okay, we'll talk about it another time, all right.", sighed Lily.

"Fine! Mayu turned towards the door and started to walk,

"Wait, Mayu," Lilly called out, Mayu turned around with tear-filled eyes and trembling lips,

"Look Mayu I'm sorry for yelling at you okay, I just wanted you to grow up a little," Lilly explained.

"But I am growing up, I'm fourteen aren't I?" Mayu said with a choked up voice,

"Yeah, but you have to stop clinging to those stories, your fourteen now, I Think it's time to grow up a little." Lilly told Mayu,

"but I don't want to!" Mayu complained. Lilly walked up to Mayu and grabbed onto your hands and pulled her into a big hug,

"You're going to have to someday." Mayu broke the hug and looked down and rubbed her eyes, when Mayu looked back up at Lilly she smiled and hugged her again.

“Yeah, I know.” Mayu pouted.

Mayu prepared to leave the Old Tailor shop,

"Going on another treasure hunt?" asked Lilly,

"Yep! Do you wanna come?" Mayu asked,

"Sorry Mayu, can't, not today."

"Okay Lily, bye!" Mayu left with a quickened pace, Lilly suddenly began to count,

"One, Two, Three!" Bursting back through the door came Mayu once more,

"Are you sure you don't wanna come? It'll be fun!", asked Mayu,

"Yes, Mayu I'm sure.", Lily said blowing down

“Well, it's your loss, Lily, see you later" Mayu excitedly rushed out off the doors,

"Why does Lily have to be so busy bossy all the time?" Mayu said as she ran off and continued on her way.

Lilly smirked with a laugh and a sigh,

"When will she grow up? When will she change?" Lilly asked herself in disappointment.

Lilly decided to take a break and took a seat on one of the chairs nearby the table. She looked down at the wooden desk that lay beside her. On it was a carving that lay unscratched and unbothered. The picture that was carved on it was so messy that it seemed as if it was done by a child. The picture had one scribbly drawing, on it, two girls stood together holding hands, Lilly reached out her hand and smiled lightly as she scanned her hand over the picture.

Tears began to slip down Lilly's face, most would expect them to be tears of sadness but they were nonetheless tears of joy. "Oh May" Lilly said as she smiled those words with love, she took the picture off of the old table and pulled it towards her chest. As of this moment nothing could tear Lilly away from the thing she loved most, but then suddenly a cold wind blew through the air, Lilly jumped up off of her seat and turned to the direction of the wind.

It howled with rage as tables and chairs flew across the room, splitting into hundreds of pieces. Before Lilly could react the picture that she treasured flew out of her hands,

"Stop!" Lilly yelled in agony,

"Please not that!" Lilly begged as tears began to stream down her face.

The strong winds began to cool down, but it wasn't over, shadows of black began to fill the room leaving everything in the darkness. For a moment it was all black, and Lilly couldn't see a thing. Not a sound was made that could be heard, Lilly believed it all to be over, but then suddenly a purple flame lit in the middle of the room.

It was still dark but Lilly could see a little better. Lilly looked around the room trying to make sense of where everything was, she could see the broken chairs and tables that lay just before the black walls. Lilly's eyes came back to the middle of the room where the purple flame hovered, and underneath it lay Lilly deepest treasure.

"Please don't destroy it, I won't disobey again, I promise!, I'll do anything, anything!" Lilly begged out for mercy and dropped to her knees.

Before Lilly knew what was going on she was pinned to the wall by the dark shadows. Lilly attempted to struggle against them but as soon as she did, they squeezed harder. Lilly gave up.

"Why are you doing this? Who are you?" Lilly asked into the darkness but not an answer came.

The purple flame floated in front of her eyes and began to change into something new. It began to melt, and stretch into what seemed like a golden flask, inside it was the dark purple fire that threatened Lilly's demise. The Flask rose towards Lilly's forehead and pointed its sharp edge,

"Please stop! You can't do this Please!" Screams of terror began to echo throughout the small building, the sharp edge of the flask lit, the purple fire that was inside the flask burned onto the small blade on the outside.

The Flask moved towards Lilly's forehead and began to cut, but for some reason, it didn't cut in, it cut out, and so the flask began to write. Blood dripped down Lilly's face as she screamed in terror, the flask had only written for ten seconds and in a quick return it pulled away from Lilly's head.

The shadows that held Lilly to the wall finally let go of her, letting Lilly drop to the ground. Again Lilly fell to her knees full of emptiness and sorrow, but something was different. Lilly did not seem to want to cry or scream, in fact not a sound was made.

Slowly Lilly got up and walked towards the floating Flask, she reached out her hand and placed it on the object, the words on her forehead began to glow a dark purple as a dark smile grew across her lips.

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