Mario the music box: History of Mira

Conversation with "the father".

We went to the stairs that led out of the basement. I couldn't go high with my dad on my back. It looks like this is a dead end.

- And what will you do? With my dad on my back, I can not rise to the top.

- Hmm .... I have an idea.

I turned to Marchionne. He put his hand forward and blue magic came out of his hand. Magic enveloped my and daddy's body and lifted a little into the air. Marchionne raised his hand up and began to lift me up to the surface with my father.

Having landed on his feet, magic began to fade away. Marchionne and Aurora decided to climb the stairs. Marchionne helped Aurora to the ground and together we went to the house of Marchionne.

The rain on the street was still walking, but not so strong. It was nice to feel it after the entire web and spiders. We went into the house and I went into the room directly along the corridor. Entering the room on the left there was a bed, so small and shelves with books. A lot of shelves with books. It looks like Marchionne loved to read or was forced to read?

Not thinking long for a long time to go to the bed. Having removed the shoes and cap from my father, I laid it on the bed and covered it with a blanket. I put the cap on the table that was shelved nearby, put the shoes next to the bed. Taking the nearest chair, I sat next to the bed and began to watch my father.

He looked so peaceful in a dream. As if nothing can threaten him. It seems for some time I will have to look after him, but I am so drawn to sleep. I'm so tired. My eyes themselves began to close. Yawning, I closed my eyes and did not notice how I fell asleep.

I woke up from the fact that someone put the knife to my throat. I did not open my eyes and behaved as if I was still sleeping. The male hand stroked my right cheek. The knife that was not pressed at the throat, but was not cleaned.

- You have such a wonderful and beautiful daughter, Mario.

The voice seemed half feminine and half male. Is this the father or the one who controls them? A smile of sadness and madness was read in the voice.

- She really looks like you. For example, the same naivety as yours!

I heard my hand swing away and managed to jump in time. That was close. I raised my head and looked into the face of the whom I considered my father. Out of it was the same as that of Marchionne, but the eyes were different. The eyes were not original blue, but green.

- Oh, so you did not sleep? It's good for me.

This was not said by dad himself. This was said by someone who now controls my father's body. This is bad. It looks like I can't talk to my father.

- Who are you?

The figure smiled and opened her hands for hugs. This innocence scared me. I had a bad feeling about this.

- Honey, did you not recognize me? It's-a me, Mario. Your loving father.

I did not go to it. I understood that not dad said it. Because dad never called me honey.

- I am not stupid. I know that this is not my father speaks now. Who are you and what do you need from my father?

The figure stopped smiling and looked at the floor. It was quiet for some time. After there was a giggling, which began to degenerate into a grin and then into an even more crazy laugh. As soon as he finished the figure with a crazy smile, she directed a knife at me.

- So you are the smartest here? It even became interesting to me how you realized that it was not Mario?

- First of all, my father's eyes are blue, not green. Secondly, my dad never calls me honey.

The figure made a thoughtful face and ran a hand over her face. There was a laugh for adversity. It was not real.

- Huh. Maybe you are smarter than your father, but this does not make you to those who get in my way!

The figure again tried to swing, but I dodged and knocked them down. I lit a small fire ball in my hand in case they try to attack again.

- I will not repeat. Who are you and what do you want from my father?!

The figure shook her head slightly. A smile from their face did not slide. The knife was again directed at me, but this time not for the sake of blow.

- Name, Alice, are you familiar?

I thought a little and shook my head. This name does not make sense for me ..... until this moment. The figure sighed and grinned. They looked at the beginning of the corridor then at me.

- It seems that they didn't tell you anything about Mario and his problems. Well, let me introduce myself. My name Alice and I am the one who controls the body of Mario.

- My name is Mira and I am the one who was looking for my father after six years.

- Mira? What a strange name for a girl like you. But it is not important. It is important that you are standing in my way.

Alice seems to think of attacking me. I must be careful with her who knows how it can turn out. I think the present I understand how Uncle Luigi felt like when dealing with spirits.

- What do you need from my father? Why did you choose him?

- Because I have my own reasons for this. So leave the road or will be worse!

I shook my head and strengthened the fire ball in my hand a little. Alice understood my intentions and began to attack. I dodged a knife and hit Alice with a fist with fire. She flew off to the wall, but standing up the heels continued to attack. We fought so for some time.

By this time, Marchionne and Aurora came running. Seeing that we fight Marchionne called me.

- Mira!

I turned. Without noticing the blow, I set up my left eye under the knife from which the wound formed along the eye. It was painful. I could not open my eye because of the blood that flowed out of the wound. Alice wanted to deliver another blow, but Marchionne knocked her with a blow to his cleaver. Alice lost consciousness. It was a relief.

Marchionne put my father's body on the bed while Aurora cured me. From her magic, old and new wounds remained only scars. After the wound in the eye was cured, I opened it. But I did not see anything.

- Mira, your eye ..... He is blind.

It was like a sentence. I am blind to one eye. But this is still better than losing two eyes. I tied my eye with a bandage and just whistled.

It looks like this Alice is stronger than it seems. I really need to be careful. And perhaps I still need to talk with Marchionne and Aurora about Alice. Something they really did not say to me.