Luka Megurine's Story

Luka rolled over in her soft, warm bed. She smiled in her dreams and rolled over again, this time very close to the edge of the bed. Sunlight silently filtered through the white shutters from the lab window. Her eyes opened to tiny slits as she squinted in the light. She was about to submerge herself in her sheets again until as ear splitting metallic scream echoed through the halls. Luka jumped and fell off the mattress, hitting her head on the cold floor. "Owww...." she murmured rubbing her injured head.

She sat up, still clutching her head, and glanced at the clock. It read 9:00 in bright neon green letters. Sighing heavily, Luka stood and got ready. She pulled on her regular outfit and brushed thoroughly though her jumbled mass of hair. Looking presentable, she advanced into the lit hallways and then to the kitchen where the screech came from. Yawning she looked around to see her friends crowded around the fridge like a pack of wild dogs that had just surrounded a misfortunate cat. "What’s going on?" She asked softly raising a eyebrow. She looked over Lena's arm that held open the fridge door. The shelves were bear as were the cabinets that Teto seemed to be searching in. Her question was answered when Lena's stomach barked loudly for food. "Oh..."