I'll Be Missing You

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I remember her very well, even after the whole battle we had against The Queen Of Shadows. Her dark hair, her bright brown eyes, her pale milky skin. It was just like yesterday she was putting on that silver mask and heading back into her own world.

As time went by, I found myself becoming insanely like her. Seeing her in her room through windows, seeing her grow up over time. Growing up with a "boy" that ironically and nauseating as it may sound, looked very much like myself (Except without my manly charm, of course!)

It was sick really, I would assume Helena didn't know of my new eyes and the ghastly vision I had now. Many times I would glance through a window and see the two of them kissing a gentle kiss. It made me both angry and rigid. Stupid girl! What could she see in me? I mean, him!

But she grew; she grew into a beautiful woman. Her hair grown a little more and she a bit taller. Not as tall as me of course, but just enough to reach to where she could easily kiss that idiot.

The City of Light hasn't changed all too much, at least not since Helena stopped adding new construction to the town. Some new buildings were made into The Land Of Shadow. Which reminds me…a meeting was to be made this evening between both of the queens. It seems a treaty is finally being made after all, as I would assume.

As to what I was saying…

Helena's "world" only in slight changed, hasn't really changed at all. It's still rather boring, even with the circus people she's made. They are very lively and amusing to hang around with and when they need a juggler, I'm there to assist. But it's just not as fun without Helena around.

I found myself thinking about her almost everyday now. And our adventure we had together, I was so pathetic back then. I probably still am now.

"Oh, there you are Mr. Valentine! I've been looking everywhere for you!"

I looked to my right and saw the Prime Minister. Odd outfit that he was in, his mask still was the most odd about him.

"I dare say, I would never think to find you here of all places. The library! I would of thought of you as a jester than a poet."

"What is it you want Minister?" I grumbled.

"The Queen has announced that you come to the meeting. There is also a letter, from our dear creator herself!"

"You mean Helena!?"

"Well, who else made our world? It certainly wasn't someone else besides Miss Helena."

"Let's go then!"

I ran past the Prime Minister, he gaping at me and following along in his white robes. I was much more faster, maybe because I was so anxious as to see what Helena wrote. What my Helena had wrote!

Thanks to Helena of course, she installed a rather bus system. It was just like her really, at least, that's what I always thought she I saw the strange objects pop out of nowhere from the darkness. It was free to get into the buses, so the Prime Minister and me hopped into a random one and waited patiently until we got to our destination.

"Oh Miss Helena, I did wish you were more accurate with these "buses" you made. They are so random, you may never know where end up at!"

"Uh…you talk out loud as if Helena actually hears you."

"Well, I am certain she cannot read minds. She isn't that great of a creator…yet."

"What do you mean yet?"

"Well…"

I glanced to my right and the world around me went blank, I had a clear view of Helena's bedroom and her holding up a huge white gown. It looked rather puffy actually. I was certain it wasn't a nightgown. Actually…I didn't quite understand why, but she was packing all of her personal things up as well into boxes, labeling them one by one. Did she have the idea of throwing everything she owned? Stupid girl!

"Are you listening Mr. Valentine? Or is the border to the Land of Shadows much more interesting?"

I looked away from the window and sat up straight, crossing my arms around my chest.

"Oh well…honestly…I wasn't listening."

"You have been acting quite stranger lately Mr. Valentine. Is something troubling you?"

"What do you think Helena wrote?"

The mask man tapped his chin. "I have not a clue. But it must be important if she wants the queens to hear it. Actually, it was said "Not to tell Valentine." but you know the Queen, she loves to spoil people."

"Not to tell Valentine…what the bloody hell does that mean!?"

"I have no clue what so ever." The Prime Minister smiled, pointing out the window. "Here we are! The Palace of Light!"

"You'd think you couldn't see a huge beam of light."

"Let us not baffle Mr. Valentine!"

"Fine."

We both got off the bus, saying our thanks to the driver who only nodded and went off to pick up more passengers.

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From what you can tell, this is in Valentine's POV. So, please, bear with me and review :) I hope I did good on the character's personalities...