Eureka! We've done it... Again!
"I honestly believed we would be together... sadly that was a fading dream. All dreams end, even if you dont want them to go away. We've come back... but now... I sometimes wish we haven't." -Misty Lear
Author: Psychodog
Rated T... ummm I dunno why, but it just is!
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Ocean, or the Inventors... I don't even own the duck duck bomb...
Pairings: Mackwell/Misty Lear (main)
Support pairings: Lias/Stanice, Aqua/Michell
Introduction
Ok, Psychodog has lost her marbles. Since not many people liked the ending of Eureka I got it, I shall attempt another Inventor fic! This is the Sequel to the first... more tragedy, humor and nonsense! Not to mention Misty lear and Mackwell fluff!
What happened thus far:
Mackwell, the unsociable Alchemist has fallen in love with Misty Lear. At first it was mere admiration but after a strange rescue mission, Mackwell not only learned to open up more, but began to value life in a new view. Gaining much support from other inventors, Mackwell hoped to settle down and return his life back to normal... but this can't be guarenteed. Love is precious, but it is also extremely fragile...
Characters in this chapter
Mackwell- The Alchemist prodigy himself, he was unsociable and undeniably hardworking. His intelligence rivals his dilligence and as of now, he is the star of our show. Once very cold, he is admired by many, and soon began to warm up to the lonely Misty Lear. Mackwell also helped build the thunder arrow, if not for his research on channeled energy, Aquaria would probably be no more. He was a student of Elena, and he is also a talented runologist. Keep in mind he is also a foreign exchange student.
Misty Lear- The Pale, beautiful and talented Alchemist. Misty Lear is from a foreign tribe, and earning the title "Misty" which is given to the most talented Alchemist. She is kind and delicate, but aside from her lonely existance she shows her strength through hard times. Misty lear was divorced and her child died not long after... She finds herself falling in love with Mackwell and living in his home.
Eliza- A young Alchemist who works hard to learn runology as well as earn enough money for her brother. They are orphans, and despite Eliza's bubbly nature, she is clumsy in her work. Nonetheless she is high spirited and hardworking. Eliza is taking private lessons from mackwell in this fic, and she too had a small innocent crush on Mackwell. She then supported Lear and Mackwell's relationship.
Chapter I: Day of Apris
Act I: Preparations and Stress
Eliza listened keenly to Mackwell's lecture... everything he teaches was so clear and easy to understand. Everything he taught was broken down so even a young girl like Eliza would understand. She found it funny, from all those times she read the runology books she barely understood anything. It was very complex, and difficult to understand. Eliza began to scribble down as much notes as possible... her mentor, Mackwell was a talented Alchemist and runologist. It was kind of scary... how Eliza noticed the dramatic changes in Mackwell. He was no longer cold and unsociable, he was still hardworking and determined, but now he was her teacher... for free too! It kind of made Eliza feel guilty, but Mackwell insisted.
He taught her the fundamental basics in runology and alchemy. They had lessons 5 times a week for two hours. This was a gift sent down by Apris! Eliza always wanted to learn runology, and now she got her wish! She still worked hard in the workshop to support her brother, but it seemed easier on her. Her parents died in the war, and she was all alone... But what made her really worried was Mackwell... the Alchemist was given double the load. He had his strict schedule again, and once again he worked harder in the workshop.
Eliza sat inside his living room, reading her books and listening to his lectures. When it was nice out, the lessons would be on the back porch, but today it was snowing so they sat beside the warm fire and drank hot tea and biscuits. On weekends she and her brother would visit Mackwell and Misty Lear... they were so nice all the time.
"Alright, lessons are over for today." Mackwell ceased writing on the small chalkboard. "You've been very focused lately, Eliza. I'm quite pleased."
Eliza smiled with glee, "Really? Thanks! I've been studying hard lately. Thank you for today's lesson, Mackwell."
"No problem." Mackwell nodded. He walked the small girl to the door. Eliza reached for her pair of gloves and coat which she buttoned over her sweater, Mackwell wrapped the long woolen skarf around the little girl's neck. "Be careful walking home, alright?" He patted the girl on the head, from outside they could hear the loud whistling of the cold winter wind.
"I'll be fine." Eliza then put on a grin, "By the way Mackwell, you-know-what is coming up! Do you have any special plans for you-know-who?" Of course Eliza was implying with the older Alchemist's new residence in his home. Also the one woman who Mackwell really felt... well... loved. Misty Lear.
"Yes, I do actually." A small smile appeared on Mackwell's face. "It won't be long now..."
"So now you and her are boyfriend and girlfriend." Eliza squealed in happiness, "It's so sweet! It really is, you two should just tie the knot right this minute!"
Mackwell ruffled the little girl's blonde hair. "Don't be silly, Eliza!" Small red stains appeared on Mackwell's pale ivory skin. "This isn't like a fairy tale."
"You never know." Eliza sang in a happy tone. "A week, only a week left till the Day Of Apris, do prepare something special, ok?" Eliza giggled, "We all know you two are more than just a lovey dovey couple." The small girl placed her satchel on her back and tucked her books under her arm, she waved goodbye to Mackwell as she disappeared down the streets of Aquios. Mackwell watched as she disappeared in the flurry of white.
Mackwell really did enjoy the young girl's company. She was very sweet. His Red and gold robes rippled in the icy wind... the grandfather clock chimed to 8:00 P.M. After Workshop hours and lessons, Mackwell was free for the night... mainly to feed his cats and prepare dinner. It was quite chilly in the house as well... all his cats were huddled in front of the warm embers. The Alchemist picked up today's mail... newspaper of the Peterny Newsletter, and a few letters. Love letters from his various admirers, and a letter from Janice Janine... she was planning on visiting Airyglyph (which is summer at the moment) for vacation. From the kitchen he could hear a soft clinking of Lear doing the dishes as well as the hissing of steam from her tea kettle.
Swiftly he walked up the staircase... today he felt tired. "I'm going to bed early today..." Mackwell mumbled.
"Alright." Misty Lear smiled, "You did have a hard day, rest easy tonight."
Mackwell merely nodded as he climbed up to his bedroom. He unbuttoned his shirt and removed his cloaks and robes. Quickly he slipped into his bed, gazing in the dark room... Day of Apris was coming up, the Winter Ball in a week... that also means the New Season ball two weeks from today. Mackwell hated those dances... he turned over in his sheets, facing the window. For a long time he began to think about what he was planning for Misty Lear. A surprise... just for her.
He rubbed his temple thoughtfully... so many things were happening lately. It was kind of stressfull. The bedroom was cold (they didn't have central heating systems in Elicoor!) After reading a few books, Mackwell dimmed the lights in the lantern by his bed post and was about to fall asleep. But he was interrupted, the door creaked open and Misty Lear stood by the door. Mackwell got up and rubbed his eyes...
"What's wrong? Is it too cold in your room?" Mackwell asked.
"Not really." Misty Lear walked into the room, her light footsteps entering the room. "I just thought it would be ok... if you had some company tonight."
Mackwell thought on it, and shrugged. Mackwell wore a white blouse and black pants to bed anyway, his casual clothes to bed. She slipped in his bed and placed the thick blanket on top of her. She covered the blanket over her eyes and began to shake... Mackwell noticing this, put his arms around her.
"I know... you still remember it don't you?" Mackwell felt her fearful shivering. She's been through hell, the whipping icy winds and cold room reminded her too well about the prison in which she was kept. "It's alright... I promise. I'm right here." She embraced him, her eyes shut tight. It was sad... too sad...
I hope everyone is prepared for some more tragedy and drama, there will be some more humor here and there but I cant be certain. I'm in a dreadful mood all of a sudden. (Must be the midterms) Anyway depending on my change of mood, it will either become an extreme tragedy or tragedy/humor. I hope for the second choice. Let's just hope I get my super happy mood back. I don't like being gloomy.
So what do you guys think? Should psychodog continue writing the sequel? or stop right now? your choice. Its for the fans, afterall.