Summoner's War: Silence of Scarlett

Chapter 1 - Waking Up

Long ago, a wise man (aka my friend) asked me, "What monster would you not mind having a dupe of?" I replied with "Charlotte. She's the best monster ever, has a third skill that decreases attack bars, and I can nickname my second Charlotte Scarlett."

Did you think that Scarlett died in the prologue? THINK AGAIN.

...or maybe she did. I'm honestly unsure myself. I just write as I go along or when I think of a good idea.

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Summary: Charlotte, now nicknamed Scarlett, wakes up in a strange room, with no recollection of what happened after drowning, only to learn she had been summoned. Something had happened to her to change her, she realized, when she found out loud noises now hurt and she didn't want to talk anymore.

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Chapter One
Waking Up

"- !"
"Do not worry...you are simply being summoned..."
"..."
"...By a girl, one I hold very dear to me..."
"...I see."
"I guess this is goodbye, Charlotte."
"Not goodbye."
"...?"
"Just see you soon."

Static hummed in Charlotte's brain, before she slowly drifted out of a rosy dream world and into reality. It was a comfortable feeling, only to be snapped out of it, leaving her delirious. Her senses came back to her, and she opened her eyes slowly. It wasn't nearly as bright as she expected, though it still burned. Charlotte rolled over, now finally able to focus and see what happened to her.

She was in a warm, friendly and inviting room, a bedside dresser to the right of her bed. There was something folded up and placed on the flat white surface, probably gathering dust. Charlotte looked down, and could see that she was in a nightgown of sorts. The silence wasn't deafening; if anything, it was peaceful, and helped her to focus her thoughts.

The silence was soon broken from the sound of the door creaking. Charlotte sat up, turning to the left, where two faces greeted her. One was of a kind woman with red hair; her face gently aged but still young enough to make Charlotte believe that she was in her early thirties. She wore a red and white dress, a small pinkish crown on top of her head. In one hand was a staff with a cross on top of it, a soft pink glow emitted from the cross. The other was hiding behind this woman, but Charlotte could make out green hair, tied into pigtails.

"Good morning, Scarlett." The woman said to her. Her voice was like music; soft and gentle. Why did she call me Scarlett? Charlotte asked herself. None of these words escaped from her head, though. Her face must have asked an unheard question, as the woman went on.

"You were summoned unconscious, and our Summoner, Sara, brought you here." She explained. "You were out for fifteen days, and we visited you every day since."

The woman introduced herself as Chloe, and soon enough, the reason why Charlotte was being called Scarlett revealed herself. A little girl came out from hiding behind Chloe, with large green eyes and hair of a similar color, tied up into curly pigtails. She wore a mostly tan and white dress, sleeveless and the skirt coming down halfway to her thighs. Her legs were covered by black and tan Victorian stockings, both of which different from one another. In one hand she held an umbrella, closed up and tied with a bow. It was an Occult Girl; in fact, it was another Charlotte.

"Hi!" This Charlotte greeted; a smile curled across her face. "I-I'm Charlotte! You must be the other Charlotte; a-although Sara's been calling you Scarlett! I think i-it's kinda cute!" Scarlett couldn't help but be charmed by her enthusiasm; it reminded her of herself during her life with...