Misora

Chapter 12

"My lady, welcome back." A servant says, she was holding a broom.

"Thank you, um, tell my father I'm going to, eh. Somewhere! I'll be safe!" Misora runs pasts her, the servant laughs.

Misora and Vincent were in the kitchen, "Afternoon," She says to the cooks, and chefs. "Just here for a snack,"

They open a cabinet door, it was filled with different kinds of chips, snacks, and drinks. Misora grabs a basket, "I'll make the sandwiches, you pack the snacks." Misora told Vincent, he nodded and looked at the cabinet. A chef stops Misora, "I'll make them for you, anything else you would want?"

"Fruits, maybe?" Misora looks over at Vincent, "Y-yeah, fruits."

Time skip to Misora holding the basket, and Vincent behind her. They were both running, "Hurry up!" Misora says, laughing. "I have a broken arm!" He replies back laughing.

"Sounds like bullshit!" Misora looks at him.

They ran behind the mansion and into the woods. After a long run, they made it to a stone wall. It had cracks, and some leaves. "Here we are!" Misora says, placing down the basket. Vincent gives her a confused look. "It's, it's just a wall."

"It's a secret, duh."

"It's not really a secret anymore. You just told me." Vincent says, Misora stares at him, smiling.

Misora raises both of hands up, gently placing it on the stone wall. Green particles were wrapping around her hands. Her whole hand then starting glowing. Vincent stares in amaze.

The stone wall splits apart, and slides away from each other. Misora takes off her hands from the stone wall. The wall reveals a huge lake. Vincent stares in shock, walking forward. "Wow," all he said, making Misora smile. "This is where I normally hide." Misora said, picking up the basket of food.

The two teenagers walks towards the lake, the stone wall behind them slams against each other. Vincent looks back at the wall, then turns around.

As Vincent turns around, his eyes wandered around the place. There was just a piano in the middle of the forest. Around it was trees, green healthy.

Misora placed a blanket near the water, opening the basket. Vincent sits down next to her. "So, what do you normally do here?" He asked her while taking out the food. "I practice my magic here, sometimes. But other times I just, relax. I don't know," She laughs at the last part, "I read, find out more about my powers." She added.

Vincent took a bite of the sandwich, "That sounds nice,"He looks over at the piano, "Do you play?" Vincent asked Misora, she nodded. "Oh, that's cool! I always wanted to play. I love music," Vincent says, Misora nods again.

"I do too, but not when I'm forced too." She sighs, Vincent kept quiet. Misora digs a small hole next to her. Vincent watches her as he sips his drink.

Misora places the flower in the hole that Vincent gave her, she then covers the flower. Misora moving her hands.

Her hands were circling around the buried flower, green particles were around her hands. As that was happening, the flower started to grow. Then many more were growing behind it.