Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of MGLN.

Author's Note: Hello there. This is my first and hopefully not my last fic for MGLN. Like all other writers out there, I'm a big fan of the anime. Seeing that the series has drawn to a close and all the fans going on a MGLN withdrawal (well, just me really…) I have decided to try my hand at writing a MGLN fic. Do note that this is completely AU and has no links whatsoever to the original anime. It does however retain the characters' personalities. (I'll try anyway…) A big shout-out to the MGLN community as well as to the other writers whose work have greatly inspired me. Also, a big thank you to my beta, code named corn 2. *winks*

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My Fate, Our Destiny

Prologue

The dwindling sun rays made a final attempt to breach the flimsy white lace curtains. The brilliant orange beams stretched across the maroon carpeted room, reaching for the far end before falling short midway across. Its weakening rays hit an inverted glass tumbler sitting on its open end on a polished oak round table. The hexagonal patterns spanning around the glass surface reflected the orange light around the room. A dark speck no bigger than a corn kennel, seemingly flew upwards and hit the bottom of the glass tumbler with a sharp rap. The beetle climbed down in a daze, yet it did not abandon its attempt to escape. Crawling around the rim of the glass, it actively sought an opening large enough for its body to crawl through. Finding none after having looped an entire round, it once again flung itself off its rear limbs, hitting the glass surface with a resounding crack before falling back to the table top from gravity's pull. Its large eyes, oddly disproportional to its brown hull body glittered in the weak sunlight, a myriad of colours shimmering in its unfocused glaze. Idly, a blonde woman whose hair fell about in a curtain of finely spun golden threads reached out a slender finger and prodded the tumbler. The beetle went rigid before hopping around on the spot as it tried to figure out what had caused the sudden air movement. The blonde pushed the glass tumbler forwards till the rim nudged against the captive beetle. The beetle took flight immediately, spreading open its translucent brown wings hidden beneath the protective outer shell. Angrily, it flew into the glass walls imprisoning it, bouncing around in the enclosed area. The furious buzz of its wings was inaudible even in the quiet room. A spark ignited in the blonde's burgundy eyes as she watched with mild interest at how the tiny insect fought to escape. Watching as it fought to be freed from what imprisons it, fighting so it could once again fly in the sky it so loves.

Fighting for freedom.

Then she realized that she was the one holding it back.

A pair of arms encircled her neck, pulling her into a tight embrace from behind. With a slight grunt, the blonde lifted her head up from her forearm it was resting on against the table. Wordlessly, she allowed the newcomer to hold her a little tighter. A voluptuous bosom pressing into her back as a pair of soft lips pressed against the nape of her neck in a gentle kiss. The blonde hummed contentedly at the contact, tilting her head to the side to expose more of her neck. Dark lashes fluttered as her wine red eyes shut out the last rays of sunlight. Her lips parted as she gasped softly in surprise when she felt two piercing points break through her skin. Wincing inwardly, she clamped her mouth shut as the pain intensified before fading off into a dull throb. Warmness glided across her broken skin, leaving wet trails in its wake as it moved in a circular pattern against her neck.

Cool air rushed into the room, throwing up the lacy curtains in its haste and rustling the several stacks of papers held down with stationary on her desk. The night breeze felt refreshingly cool against her flushed face, as the blonde snapped to attention from her former lying position on the oak round table. The spell broken, she glanced warily around her study, looking out for possible intruders. Her burgundy eyes inspected the familiar surroundings before falling upon the inverted glass tumbler before her. Shakily, she lifted the old fashioned glass and sat it on its proper side. Frowning, she leaned forward to inspect the unmoving dark speck on her table. Reaching for one of her pens, she used the tip of the stationary to prod the beetle lying on its back. It remained where it was, unmoving, dead. With a sigh, she pushed the dead insect onto a piece of paper and walked towards the opened window. Looking down sadly at the life that she had unintentionally taken, she tossed the dead insect two floors down into her miniature garden. The brown beetle fell amongst the dead plants, another organism about to go through the process of degradation.

It always turned out this way. Any living thing that she touches would die. Such was her cruel fate that she had countless times unintentionally taken the lives of others. Until one day, she found herself alone. Devoid of family, devoid of friends, slowly, she shut herself out from the rest of the world. Living within the confines of her own fate where she would no longer harm another.

Such was her destiny.

She is Fate.

Author's Note: Yes, I know. I have a lot of author's notes… but I can't help it! If you have read my other fic, you would know that my stories are strictly M-rated. So, be warned. If you can't stand the nosebleeds, skip the naughty bits. Well, that's all for the prologue…do review so I would be encourage to post up chapter 1… :)

Cheers!