Warning: Chapter contains Future events of Renovare of Hope. Proceed with caution.
Chapter Theme
Warning: Chapter contains Future events of Renovare of Hope. Proceed with caution.
Chapter Theme
Three weeks after the window incident, Amnesia had successfully faded to the shadows of the school. They knew him, but didn’t care. While his school life was mediocre at his home with Luna and Celestia, Luna was essentially his mother. He managed to form a closer bond with her than he ever had his real mother.
His real mother had, before her death, constantly said, “I wish you had been born a girl. So do many people. The family will die with you. A pathetic excuse for a man.” Brutal beyond compare, his mother nearly destroyed his self-confidence. She had later died of drug overdose.
Luna, on the other hand, constantly encouraged him, cheered him up when he was depressed. Kind and loving, not once had she spoken a harsh word to him and his love for the woman who had allowed him to live with her grew. He almost constantly, got close to calling her mom. It was during a time like this that he was talking to her about his family.
“What about your father?” Luna asked as she continued to cook their dinner. Celestia apparently could only cook one thing. Cakes.
“I never knew him,” was the response. Amnesia was sitting at the kitchen table.
“Oh. That’s sad. Let’s not dwell on such things, ok dear?” she suggested, her hand tilted as if waving the topic away.
“You’re right, Mo-Luna,” he corrected himself.
Now, it just so happens Luna is a fan of Neighponese foods and was making Neighponese style curry. She had all the vegetables cut, and was moving onto the rice.
Amnesia stood up and made his way outside to his favorite place. A little nook at the bottom of a tree in the front yard. He had made it a few steps when the world wavered.
“Alexis? You can hear me right?” asked the feminine voice who had told him about why he was here. “I always get bad reception on these things. Just let me… there we go!”
Suddenly the catgirl shimmered into view. This time she was adorned in a strange outfit. She wore armor of a light purplish color and two swords were on her back. Excalibur and Dyrnwyn were the names that came to mind.
As Amnesia stared at her she reached over and rapped his forehead. “Hello? Anyone in there?” Her shook his head, ignoring the pain.
“Musician? Why are you here?” he asked her.
“I have free time. Still can’t find my Luna or Fluttershy,” she shrugged.
“I have… no clue what that means,” he admitted. The catgirl snickered.
“I know that you numbskull,” she replied. Her tail flicked casually behind her.
Amnesia sighed. “So you’re here to help me find the other Celestia?”
“Yup!” She smiled and turned towards the house. “I’ll be here until you find the place that she’s in.”
“Aren’t I already here?” Amnesia asked, still standing in the same place.
“Hehe. You’re close, I’ll give you that,” she said as she opened the door. Amnesia spun and ran after her.
“Don’t!” He called out.
“And why not?” She asked, looking back at him.
“They’ll ask who you are,” he muttered. She giggled.
“I’ve got that covered,” she said as she began to hum.
The sound waves seemed to waver and surround her. Moments later she had changed to look like what seemed to be Eris. Eris was the teacher who had snapped. Then she changed again, the hair lengthening and a pair of headphones appeared on her neck. “Problem solved. I’m Eris’ cousin from Neighpon.”
Amnesia sighed. This woman was insane. Neighpon was different from Japan. She walked in and he followed close behind. “MOM! There’s someone here.” Moments later, before he could correct himself, he realized what he had said.
“Alright dear,” was Luna’s response.
“Oh god… I called her mom,” he gasped.
“It makes sense. She the maternal figure in your life now,” Musician said, lounging on the couch. That’s the sanest thing she’s ever said to me, he thought. “Now, I know the area that’ll lead to the place she’s in.”
“Can we go now? I’d rather get this done now,” Amnesia muttered.
“Alright,” she stood up. “Should be open. If not I’ll force it.”
“Right.” Amnesia said. Musician made her way out of the house and towards the street. After a few blocks she turned and placed her hand on the statue in front of the school. Or at least she would have, if her hand hadn’t gone through it.
“Perfect. Its open,”she said, “Celestia’s in there.”
Amnesia raised an eyebrow. “And where exactly is there?”
“Its the-” she was cut off as a beam of light slammed into her chest and sent her flying into the school building. When the dust had cleared, she was standing in front of a crater in the wall. “Well, well. Hello Merchant. Took you quite awhile.”
“I do my best. Though I’m afraid I don’t know you,” a man standing on top of the other side of the school said.
Musician started laughing. A sort of crazy laugh that makes you fearful of the insane. Suddenly, no longer in the appearance of the Eris look-a-like, she looked up at him.
“You really are a fool, brother.”
“Oh. it’s you sister. I do hope you don’t mind me killing your little friend he could pose a problem. I can’t have Displaced that I didn’t make running around,” a beam of light fired towards Amnesia and Musician made to stop it but was too far away. As soon as the light vanished, Amnesia was seen holding the body of Luna. In the center of her chest was a massive hole.
“How DARE you. How DARE you,” Amnesia said. Every window within a thousand feet of him exploded at once. “I’ll destroy you,” he said, voice dripping with menace.
Suddenly Musician grabbed him and tossed him back into the statue. Before he was taken by the swirling color, “I’m afraid that’s my job. But you’ll get your revenge my friend. As will I.”
Amnesia landed in a dark room and screamed. Screamed loud enough that even Musician heard it. His rage echoed through the portal itself. It was in that moment that Merchant realized. Musician and Amnesia would be a very dangerous enemy.
“Your Majesty,” a girl’s voice called out, “I am your servant. I am Freyja. First of the Memories.”
The time has come, the moon is done.
In our hearts, we'll always be, together.
Just you.
And me.