A/N:
Hai peeps.
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I think I should just get on with the story...
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Sonata
Amalthea's POV
"What?!" I nearly screamed at Rebecca and she smiled shyly.
"Amalthea, ask her to tell us everything about Estel and the music box."
Rude much? He didn't even say please... *le pouts* Plus, he called you by your real name!
My eye twitched. I hated it when people called me by my real name. It's so... different.
Noticing that he wasn't going to say anything anytime soon, I turned to Rebecca.
"Would you please tell us about Estel and how he met Rosalie?"
"If the Lady wishes. I will try my best to recall." She bowed down a bit. I just noticed now what she looked like, translucent or not, I coild still see what she looks like, dark-brown hair- darker than mine that had gray streaks and striking blue eyes. "Master Estel...was a genius." She began. "He was a composer, musician, writer, designer, professor and major at all subjects. Even when he was young, everyone had already noticed his potential."
Sige, siya na! (Sorry but I just had to add that.)
"He met Rosalie when he was a wee little lad, he was a few years older than the young lady..."
As Rebecca spoke, I visualized the story in my mind.
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3rd Person's POV
"Rosalie!" A woman called out to a six-year old girl, who ran up to her. "There's someone I want you to meet." She blinked her pale, silver eyes. "Who?!" She asked enthusiastically her voice becoming high in excitement. Just then, a young boy with a masked expression stepped from behind her mother.
"Rosalie, this is Estel your-"
Rosalie cut her mother off as she flung her arms around Estel. "I always wanted a big brother!"
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Present time
"So that's how they met!" I exclaimed. "Yes, Lady Amalthea looks a lot like Lady Rosalie though, she had dark raven hair."
I winced again at the sound of my real name. When will they get a hint that I absolutely, positively hate my real name!?
Never. Ever.
"Estel was adopted by the Sonata household after his parents died. The Sonatas were his only family left." Rbecca stated.
"How did his parents die?" I asked, feeling sorry for him since it is hard to lose the people you love. Not that I know of it.
*Quirks an eyebrow* That just makes us more suspiscious, idiot.
Rebecca nodded. "They were..." She swallowed, as if having a hard time to say the next word. Noticing this, I knew it was gonna be bad news.
"...murdered."
I gasped. I was ready foe it and I knew that was what she was gonna say but it's still shocking.
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Estel's face broke into a smile and he ruffled Rosalie's hair. "Hello." He whispered and the little girl smiled at him.
"They got along better than expected. Didn't they, Rebecca?" Richelle asked a maid as Estel and Rosalie played in the field.
The maid, Rebecca bowed. "They have, Lady Richelle."
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Present time.
"So that's how you know them!" Rebecca smiled. "Yes. They were good children."
"How about the music box?" Bruce asked impatiently and at that moment, Rebecca disappeared.
"Damn it." He muttered under his breath.
"You scared her off!"
Well, duh.
"I'm leaving." He announced before getting up and gathering his belongings.
Rebecca, what exactly are you hiding?
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A/N:
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~Sky
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Sonata
ParanormalDear reader, It's too late to turn back once you've read this. Amalthea Sonata was a normal girl, living a normal life with a normal family and friends. Then family history came back to haunt her... In the form of a music box. It's up to her to solv...