Askania [B.A.P FF]

Chapter 1

Let's go! First episode of a new story. Please give it as much love and support as you gave to my previous fan fiction. I hope you're going to enjoy the storyline. If you do so, let me know in the comments. :D

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Your alarm clock woke you up.
You turned it of and slowly opened your eyes.
Another day in your completely normal life begun.
You came into a sitting position an got out of your bed.
After brushing your teeth and putting on your school uniform you left your house and headed off to school.

After 10 minutes of walking you arrived at your school and your friend Seola was waiting for you at the entrance. She smiled at you, you smiled back and took some speed to not let her wait to long.

Seola: Good morning! Slept well?

You: Good morning. Yeah, I think so. What about you?

Seola: Me too. Let's go to our classroom.

You nodded your head and followed her.

Seola sat down to her place and you placed yourself on her table, so you can talk until the lesson begins because your seat was in the other corner of the classroom.

After some small-talk the teacher entered the class room and closed the door.
You went to your seat and sat down.

The lessons were going over really fast today. The school day was nearly over. And because it was already Friday you thought about what you will do on weekend.
The teacher told you and your classmates the homework and the lesson was over. You took your stuff and put it back into your bag. Then you waited for Seola to leave school together.

Seola: Let's do something together this weekend. What do you think?

You: Sure. Let's write later.

Seola: Okay!

She smiled.

Seola: Seeya then!

You: Yes, seeya!

You hugged and walked into different directions.
You took out your MP3-player and decided to listen to some music while going home.

You enjoyed the music. It was your favourite song. 

Suddenly you saw a black dressed man standing at the edge of the footpath you were using. It seemed like he was staring at you. You weren't able to see his face, but you felt his cold eyes observing your every move.
You stopped your music and thought of changing the side walk but you decided to stay.
Luckily, the man disappeared in the backstreet.
You sighed in relief.

When you crossed that backstreet you looked into it but the man wasn't there any more.
You still were a bit worried so you hurried up to be at home faster.
But then in some distance in front of you, you discovered him again. And again, you felt his cold stare even if you still couldn't see his face.

You turned around to see if anyone else is there at whom this man could look at, but you noticed no one. Your sight went back to the front and you startled.

He has vanished again.

Fear filled your body.
Who is he? And what does he want?
You hurried up even more. You nearly ran.

Finally you reached your home. You entered it fast and locked the door.
Your mom wasn't at home yet, so you thought it might be safer to lock the door.

You went upstairs into your room and tumbled onto your bed and overthought what just had happened. In thoughts you placed your hands under the pillow and felt something laying their...
You took it and remembered.

~ The day before ~

You went into the basement for getting yourself a new book to read. Your mom set up a small library because she loves reading, and so do you.
You opened the door to the library. It creaked. The smell of old books which you loved, welcomed you. You took a deep breath.
There are not many left, but you searched for a book you hadn't read yet. There was a shelf with old books of your mother which you never read before. You went there and took out a book as something felt onto the floor...

You thought it was just another book but as you bended down to pick it up you saw the title of this rather strange looking book.

„Diary" it said.

You wanted to now whose diary this is, so you opened it.

„MJ"

This was all what was written onto the first page.

MJ? You only knew this contraction for Michael Jackson. But this wouldn't make any sense.

You flicked through the pages. It wasn't a usual diary. There weren't texts about your day or about secrets or anything.
It was full of symbols an characters you weren't able to read.

On the last page you lighted on the name of your mother.

„For (name of your mother)".

You: It's my mother's diary? How is she able to write with such characters?

You know this weren't Kanji or Hangul nor Greek or Russian characters. You know how they would have looked like.

As you closed the book you noticed that there was something written onto the back of the book.

„This diary fulfils wishes."

You decided to go back upstairs into your room and study this diary more closely, so you left the library with a creaking door.

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Time has passed while you had read in the diary. It was kind of interesting even if you weren't able to understand anything.
Again you read the words from the book's backside.

You: This diary fulfils wishes...

You remembered a wish you had since you were a little child...

You never met your father. Your mother never talked about him. So you know nothing about him. Not even if he's alive. Maybe he died?

You took a pen and opened the diary to a blank page.
You decided to try it out. You don't believe in things like this but it somehow seemed really exciting.

„I wish I could meet my father."

You closed the diary and placed it underneath your pillow.

~ Present time ~

You glanced at this book. Hopefully this really will make your wish come true. Even if you knew that it's impossible, it somehow felt as this is going to work out.

You: Tomorrow I will go to the puplic library to find out more about those characters and what they mean.

Tiredness overcame you so you decided to sleep.
You put the diary back under the pillow and slipped into your pyjamas. You turned off the light and closed your eyes.

„To be continued..."