Sitting in her favorite spot, the girl watched nature happen. As always, this was her time of reflection. Watching the various breeds of insects crawling through the grass, she sighed softly.
In the house behind her, her parents were watching the evening news.
Neither realized what was happening outside.
Standing up, the girl walked to her favorite tree. She sat down at the base and looked up at the sky. When a shimmer caught her eye, a sad smile was brought to her face.
"Starlight, star bright, first star I see tonight..."
"...wish I may, wish I might, have this wish I wish tonight."He murmured, standing in the attic of the abandoned barn he had found. At his feet lay dozens of cards from dozens of decks. Behind him slept his wife, her chest rising and falling peacefully.
Blissfully unaware of her husband climbing out the window.
Slowly, the girl stood once again and made her way down to the lake.
Landly softly on the ground, he made his way down to the lake.
She paused, taking one last look around her. This was her home, the place she loved with the people she loved.
Yet this place did not return her feelings. Suddenly, the world changed. Nature's gentle creatures turned vicious, their buzzing coming across as menacing. Inside, her parents were screaming at one another, drunk and unaware that their child was gone. Honestly, they wouldn't have cared.
Standing at the edge of the lake, the moon above reflecting back from the water, giving light to this world. It was his honeymoon. A gift from his mother, who was so eager to welcome his perfect wife into the family. His father had stood at his side the day they wed, his ruby eyes shinning with pride.
Everyone loved him here. The place, the people. Yet he did not return their feelings.
He wanted out.
She came to her solution weeks ago. She had been hiding under her bed, playing solitaire, when the answer came to her.
In the form of a red string.
He had been filling out his marriage certificate when the answer came to him. His wife, ever devoted, was pleasuring him beneath the desk. The answer had came to him in the form of a red string.
It had been hanging from her mattress. Annoyed by its existence, she tugged at it. When she did, a tiny picture, the size of a quarter, dropped with it. With her eyes squinted, she looked in to it.
His OCD kicking in, he swept it off the desk, only to have his marriage certificate go with it. As his wife took the movement as a good sign, his attention was on a tiny picture, the size of his royal seal, sitting where the paper had been.
She picked it up, curiousity getting the better of her. It was of a man, his blue hair and dark blue eyes standing out, even in the limited size of the photo. He was holding a little girl, who was the spitting image of him. The most appealing thing about the man was the content smile on his face. Almost against her will, her mouth turned up in a huge grin.
"Satoshi..." She murmured.
It was the picture of a woman. She looked very young. In her arms was a little girl, the spitting image of her. She also appeared to be five months pregnant. As he took in her dark hair and black eyes, her maternal smile, Satoshi let himself go.
"Kida..." He whispered. His wife did not catch the new name. As she climbed out from under the desk, he quickly hid the photo away.
For a week she did nothing but look at the photo. As the week came to a close, she noticed something very peculilar about the picture. The man and girl were seated in front of a very familiar lake.
As he let his mother and wife plan their honeymoon, he obessed over the photo. As the plane was touching down, he noticed something odd about the photo. The woman and little girl were seated in front of the lake that lay before him.
She wasn't sure when the idea came to her. All she knew was that the lake was the key. She wasn't even sure if it would work. Or what it would mean for it to work. Her gut told her to just step into the lake, and so she would.
He was sure he was insane. Howelse could he explain it? As an extra security measure, he decided to try this on the night of the full moon. If he was stupid and crazy, maybe his grandfather would save his sorry ass.
Taking a deep breath, she stepped into the lake. The ends of her red dress quickly became soaked as she stopped just a foot deep.
Trudging on in, he stepped into the lake. His white pants quickly became soaked as he stopped about a foot in.
A blinding light burst from the lake. The shrill cry of an unknown being was earshattering. The water swirled up menacingly.
"AH!" She screamed, covering her ears. His eyes snapped towards the sound. Quickly, he raced to her, pulling her into his arms. She clung to him, burying her face in his chest.
They weren't sure what would happen to them. They weren't even sure who they were. But both knew that as long as they stuck together, everything would be ok.