|Winter in France
Author: It was a Dark and Stormy Night PM
Phantom R and Marie meet a new friend by the name of Tara. France is having a winter concert. My first fanfic :3Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Adventure - Chapters: 3 - Words: 5,138 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 12-21-12 - Published: 12-06-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8771403
|A+ A- Full 3/4 1/2 Expand Tighten|
The story takes place 1 year after Raphael/ Phantom R and Marie part ways. Rhythm Thief belongs to SEGA. My OC, of course belongs to me. This is my first time so bear with me… :3
Sirens are blaring. Police everywhere. London is on lockdown.
Who could be stealing The Scream now? Police are under investigation.
Marie put the newspaper down. Who could it be?Could it be Phantom R? It's been a year since she had seen the mysterious Phantom R. She missed him dearly. Phantom R, where are you? "What's wrong Marie?" The Duchess Elisabeth asked her daughter. "Mother, there's been a robbery in London! Could it be Phantom R?" "There have been sightings, but don't get your hopes up..." Marie sighed. If only she knew where he had gone.
Raphael walked down the streets of busy London in his casual clothing. He just heard about the robbery. Well, it's not me this time. He was too busy thinking to notice the girl running down the street. "AFTER HER!" Police raced down the streets. "WHAT…" They collided. "Ow… watch where your going would you?" The girl seemed annoyed. "Shut up. Now excuse me…" A second later, the girl stood there looking exactly like Raphael. "WHAA?" "Shut up. Don't get their attention." A few minutes later, after the police passed, she shifted back into her normal self. "HOW, WHA,WHAT?" "Be quite would you?!" She smiled. "Now let me introduce myself… I'm Ta- No wait…WHY IS THIS SO HARD?!" Raphael looked at her, puzzled. "Uh… my name is Raphael?" "I already know that Phantom R, don't sound so pathetic." "WHA? HOW, DID , HUH, WHAT?" "Anyway, I am Tara… but uhhh, yeah I'm Tara. Nice to meet you." "How'd you know who I was?" "I thought we were off that topic?!" "Oh, yeah sorry. I guess you already know me." "I haven't seen you walking around London before. Came from France?" " Yeah, guess you know where I live too?" "Yeah, but anyway, sorry!" She smiled that Raphael blacked out.
When he woke up, he was in his old apartment, in France. "What happened?" He looked around and saw a girl with long silver hair. "Oh, I see you're awake. Now Raphael, I'll be borrowing your coin, thank you!" She opened the window and jumped out. "WAIT! Give me back my coin!" "Sorry! I need it more than you!" Horrorstruck, Raphael sat down and looked at Fondue. "Fondue, looks like we'll be going to the Louvre today." "Woof!" "I can't get Marie into trouble, so we'll be going without a warning." Fondue nods and walks over to the bookcase. "Arf!"
Later that night, Phantom R hacked into the Louvre, using their secret entrance. "Let's go disable us some cameras Fondue." They hid behind statues to the rhythm. When they came to the security room, they found the voice activated door open. "Hmm?" Phantom R saw a boy, hacking into the security cameras. "Looks like you did my job for me." The "boy" swiftly turned around, revealing that she was a girl. "A girl, wearing a tuxedo? You don't see that every day." "Mind you. I'm not doing this for you, I'm hacking this for my own sake." With that, she left the room. "Never saw her before. Anyway let's go Fondue." They went to go take the "Mona Lisa". "Hey! Where is it?" All they saw was the frame, no picture. "That girl probably took it!" They ran outside to see the girl surrounded by constables and Inspector Vergier. "Stop right there Phantom R! I see you tried a new costume…" "Inspector, I think that's a girl." "That can't be Eric." "But she has long hair, and it's white." "Bah, Phantom R in disguise." Phantom R walked over to Inspector Vergier. "Inspector, that's not me…" "Phantom R! Get him!" Then he looked back at the girl holding the Mona Lisa. "Here take my hand." "I can take care of this on my own Phantom R," the girl hissed at Phantom R. "Sure you can." He jumped up on the roof and ran. "After him!" The girl did the same, catching up to Phantom R. "I see you had some training." "Shut up." "Who are you?" "Silent Ghost. Now excuse me Phantom R, I'll be taking my leave." With that she turned invisible and jumped back on the ground. "What? How'd she do that?" He outran the constables.
Phantom R returns to Paris, this time not stealing anything. The Mona Lisa was taken by another thief, who can I be? Police are under investigation. Please report if you know anything.
Marie smiled. "I knew you would come back Phantom R. But, who is this other thief?" "I see Phantom R is back, Marie? " "Yes, I'm glad he's back too." "Shouldn't you report to the police then?" "I promised him I wouldn't report him to them when we first met. Anyway, I got to go mother!" She grabbed her violin and ran out. "That girl, what am I ever going to do with her…?" When Marie got there, she started to set up. "A drink?" Marie looked up "Raphael!" She gave him a big hug. "I missed you so much!" Raphael blushed. "I missed you too…" "Any way, who was that other thief?" "She told me her name was Silent Ghost. It described her well." Just then, a man walked in the room. "All music practice will be canceled today. Sorry for informing you so late, but it will be too loud for anyone to concentrate, you are welcomed to come watch." With that, he walked outside. "Canceled?" Marie frowned. "Let's go see why it's canceled." They walked into another room full of speakers. "Who are you?" The girl was carrying an electric guitar. "Tara? Why are you here?" "Practicing, any way, if you want to watch sit down. This is going to get loud, so don't say I didn't warn you." Marie and Raphael sat down and Tara jumped onstage and started to play her guitar, while singing.
"Lonely girl always dreamt of unreachable dreams. Making noise inside her head, stirring, churning. She muttered, "No problem," but aren't those words lost? Failing again, failing again. After your search for mistakes, let's roll again! Once more, once more. "I'll roll again today, " The girl said, the girl said. Playing with the meaning of words! "Are you alright now?" "Not yet. I still can't see my destination. I'll just stop breathing, now."Rolling girl has reached her limit. She can't reach, the other side's color. Voices pile on top of another, blending, mixing. She muttered, "No problem," but aren't those words lost? How are you going to make it good? Even the hill road is inviting me to make mistakes. Once more, once more."I'll roll again today, " The girl said, the girl said. Silently repeating the meaning!"Are you alright now?""Just a little more, maybe something will be in sight soon. I'll stop breathing, now."
She sighed and looked at Marie and Raphael. "Did that hurt your ears?" "At first, but we got used to it. Anyway, that was a great performance!" "It has to be perfect. I have to play it for a special guest at a festival. I was told he is going to dance to it, so it had to be perfect." "The winter festival tomorrow?" "IT'S TOMMOROW?!" "Yeah, didn't you know?" "Seems like a lost track of time."She frowned and unplugged her guitar and started to play softly. "I'll be playing there tomorrow, and Raphael's coming with me." "I am? I didn't even…" "So see you tomorrow?" "Yup!" Tara waved and left. "So, back to practicing?" "Yeah." Marie took out her violin and started to play Moon Princess, while Raphael listened.
The next day….
Today was the winter festival. The Winter Festival is hosted every Christmas Eve. And lasted until midnight. Raphael kept thinking of what to get Marie for Christmas. He went outside with Fondue and went from one store to the next. Then he saw Tara surrounded by people asking her what song she was going to sing. She managed to push them back, but there were still more. " I'm not telling anyone, it's a surprise." With that the interviewers left. "Tara! I need some help…" "Of course you do. What now?" "Well I was wondering what I should get Marie for a present…" "Simple." She wrote it on a piece of paper and gave it to Raphael. His face turned red as a tomato. "She would love that. Anyway, I need to go get ready." Later that day she ran into Marie, with the same problem. "Simple." She wrote the same thing down and gave it to Marie. "He'd love one of those." Marie blushed and thanked her.
A few hours later, Raphael and Marie were the first ones there. They decided to check on Tara. "Tara, where are you?" She peeped behind the curtains and saw Tara. Her hair was white and had images for snowflakes on it. Her hair tips were dyed blue. Her hair reached the floor. They gasped in awe. "Oh, hi. I think the overdid my hair…" "Oh no! It's perfect!" Marie said. "Yeah… but I think the dyed my guitar too…" She held up her electric guitar. It matched her hair almost exactly. "Oh it's fine," "Ok.. If you say so… Let's get this show on the road!"