As One Becomes

Chapter 1 ~

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CHAPTER 1 ~

"Thank You, Ms." said the child she-ghost happily at Mathilde. She instructed how to get to her mother in an instant and now, the child she-ghost -- Kelly, is waving her goobye. And Mathilde smiled at her wishing her luck.

As soon as the ghost was gone the smile of Mathilde left with the she-ghost.

'A family' she thought with a blank face.

Mathilde was an orphan. She never know what having family felt. As she was still an infant she was found outside the house of old Ms.Gardon. She was kept, cared, and took in by her. But the old woman is now dead due to its age; Mathilde is on her own again.

Feeling depressed and sad, Mathilde decided to just go home and sleep. 'Skipping a day won't be that bad.' She thought.

She turned around and take off.

She was stopped on her strides when she noticed someone following her.

"And who might you be?" she whispered with a hard voice.

The stranger scoffed and replied. "Someone that is quiet worthy of you."

Mathilde faced the stranger with a blank face, but her eyes showed a tint of amusement of what she've seen.

"My Lord" she bowed gracefully. She raise her head, faced the prince who is in front of her.

"May I ask what might that mean?"

She was amused to see the prince himself in front of her. She wondered what he's doing in here when he's supposedly at school. He was her schoolmate, but they seldom talk. He was out of her league.

"Nothing in particular." the prince said with an assessing eyes set upon her. 'Hmm. She's not that bad.' he thought, as he look at her whole being.

Mathilde smiled politely, uncomfortable with the unwanted attention.

"Is that so. Now, if you may excuse me,my lord, I shall be on my way." she said, as she bow curtly and politely. She is depressed, she don't want to be too much polite to the prince for now just because he's royal.

He stopped her before she even move a step.

"Wait." he said, with his usual authority.

She looked at him, urging him to continue. Nodding his head slightly, he continued. "Where are you going? If I remember correctly our school is not that way. Are you going to skip classes?"

Mathilde arched her one eyebrow at that. "Now, my lord. It is honestly none of your concern. If you may EXCUSE me." she snapped, she was in no mood to entertaine the brat. She smiled sweetly, too sweetly at him and left without looking back.

The prince stared at her departing figure, amused, she actually snapped at him. 'She is very suited to the role. Its not just her power's special, even herself is.' he thought to himself. He needed a wife to complete the process of his coronation. And he was having a hard time to choose, until he saw what happened earlier. He needed a person like him, someone special, inside and out.

"Looks like you're the only one suited for me, Mathilde Dominique Desiree. The only one suited to be my bride." he whispers to himself with a grin.

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She got home, or her house -- old Ms. Gardon's house that has been passed to her, having that the woman was on her own too before she arrived-- it was just two blocks away from school.

She hurriedly gone upstairs, changed to her pj and settled herself in her bed.

She sighed, "So peaceful," she smiled "too peaceful" she said with a grimace. But if she called the old woman's ghost, no, it would trouble the woman. She sighed again. "I really am alone, aren't I?" she whispered, bitterness in her tone.

'You know you're not' someone snickered, somewhere inside the room. She rolled her eyes.

"You all know what I mean" she said as she faced where the voice have come from.

A dark shadow, a human figures standing beside her bed post but you can't make out its face, only its eyes; a pair of glowing red eyes with the others, intently staring back at Mathilde. They're the deads.