Chapter 1

I am a clone, and that probably makes me worthless. is the first chapter in Mirai Pretty C̶u̶r̶e̶, and the first chapter from

Dark Dream's prospective.

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She was a clone.

Unwanted. A lesser version. Made from someone desirable, created only to ruin the desirable one's life.

And yet. And yet the desirable one wanted her. It would of been better if she wasn't wanted, so she thought. It would be nice to fade away, to not be a waste of space, to not be a burden.

Nobody understood, what it was like to not truely be your own entity. To her, her identity wasn't really hers, it was just borrowed and twisted so she could forget it wasn't hers for a time. She wasn't even entitled to life to begin with.

These thoughts drifted around in Dark Dream's head as she layed in bed. Silver light creeped through the blinds and cracks in the room, trying to give her something good to cling to.

"Good morning!" Nozomi burst in the room. Dark Dream pulled the blankets over her head, and hid under the covers. She couldn't go to school, it would be wrong of her to let them waste their resources on a copy.

"Are you excited to go to school today? I can't wait for you to met the rest of my friends for real!"

Dark Dream didn't reply. Nozomi sighed, and walked out of the room, probably thinking that Dark Dream was asleep.

Dark Dream was only alone for so long, before Nozomi came bounding up the stairs once again.

"School will be starting soon, and I woke up five minutes earlier to make sure we'll on time!" Nozomi opened the door, she was a bit red in the face. Dark Dream lowered her gaze.

"Is everything okay?" Nozomi's tone softened when she saw Dark Dream's glum expression. She slipped over to the bed, hoping over old stuff left on the floor. Dark Dream nodded. She was a little tempted to tell Nozomi how she really felt, but she doubted Nozomi would get it, and even she wanted to the words where a faint light in her sky, that she was too weak to reach.

"Great! Let's have breakfast!" Nozomi pulled Dark Dream on her feet.

"Breakfast?" Dark Dream tapped her chin, she had heard the word before, but it had no meaning to her.

"What do you mean? You don't know what breakfast is?!" Dark Dream shook her head.

"It's a meal people eat, in the morning, while getting ready for school. We have fried eggs! My favorite!" Dark Dream did not feel hungry, and it would be wrong to waste food on a fake so she decided against having it.

"What do you mean? How can you not want to eat? You have to eat something! Or else you'll feel light headed!" Nozomi said.

"I'll be fine. I'm going to go to school now." Dark Dream lied, she was going for a walk.

"Okay! I'll be right behind you!" Nozomi stuffed an egg in her mouth as Dark Dream walked out of the house.

The air outside was cool and refreshing. It took the edge off the stuffiness of her dress, and caused little bumps to form on her arms and legs. As she walked the sunlight dappled the shade from the trees into kaleidoscope like patterns.

"Hello." A random man called out to her. She felt guilty, he wouldn't be so kind to her if he knew who she really was. "That's very interesting dress you have there Nozomi!" Dark Dream grew red. What was she to say. Thank you? She felt the strange urge to punch him, Perhaps this was someone who was an important to Nozomi, and it would be a good way to weaken her- Dark Dream shook off that thought, even though it did not feel entirely hers, Nozomi would hate her if she knew.

"You okay?" The man walked closer.

"I'm fine. You shouldn't waste your time talking to me. I'm a fake."

"Eh?"

"See this person Shadow, created me from a magical pink crystal and Nozomi's power."

"That is an interesting story." He clearly didn't believe her, but Dark Dream did not pick up on that, and strolled away.

After a while Dark Dream's feet started to ache as she came to the edge of the neighborhood. Cars shot back and forth. Whipping her hair around. Dark Dream kept adjusting her hair as she waited for the cars to leave so she could cross, but they never did. Sometimes they would stop and the driver would wave at her, but they never left completely.

"Are you lost?" Someone came up from behind her. Dark Dream jumped.

"N-no." She said.

"Then maybe you should cross?" The someone was a boy about her and Nozomi's age. Perhaps he knew her? The man did from earilar did. Was he serious about crossing, cars were whooshing everywhere?

"I'm waiting for the cars to leave."

"You aren't from here? Are you?" He looked closer at her, stopping when he saw her ears.

"No, I was created in the Mirror Kingdom. I'm a clone of Nozomi-san."

"That makes sense. Who's Nozomi though?" Dark Dream raised her eyebrows. Nothing about her story made sense.

"Nozomi-san is a girl, she was the one that I was cloned from. She is Cure Dream."

"Cure White and Cure Black have a partner!?" The boy gasped.

"Who are Cure White and Cure Black?"

"Pretty Cure."

"They aren't. Pretty Cure is Cure Dream, Cure Rouge, Cure Lemonade, Cure Mint, Cure Aqua, Dark Rouge, Dark Lemonade, Dark Mint, Dark Aqua, and me, Dark Dream."

"Pretty Cure is two people, they must be fakes."

"Cure Dream isn't a fake, but you could say that about me."

"Wouldn't you both be fakes? Since I doubt that this 'Cure Dream' is actually Pretty Cure."

"No. Cause I'm a clone, and besides Cure Dream is really Pretty Cure. I'm Dark Dream." The boy looked her blankly.

"I should go to school. What school do you go to?"

"I don't go to school."

"Must be nice." He walked away. Dark Dream sighed and waited for the cars to abandon the street.

She eventually got bored waiting, the drivers kept at it, showing no signs of stopping, clearly having a longer attention span than her. There was only one thing left to do, besides make a run for it. She could transform and jump across, or head back. She didn't want to be a burden to Nozomi, so she decided to transform.

Fire engulfed her, melting away her puffy dress, a snappy black two piece forming in its place. The rest of her magical girl outfit formed soon after. The flames dissipated into a cloud of smoke, whirling through the air. Dark Dream felt stronger now, she felt a bit more right. Her better mood quickly faded when she remembered that her confort with her alter ego was just because of her purpose to kill the real Cure Dream.

"H-Help me!" Somebody called out. This snapped Dark Dream out of her trance. She may be worthless clone, but she couldn't leave someone who may need help.

"S-S-Somebody!!" The voice yelled again. It was coming from some woods on the right of her.

"Don't worry I'm coming." Dark Dream said. She jumped up to get a better look. It was exhilarating, soaring through the air, leaving the world behind, the misty air surrounding her like a blanket. She looked down, as gravity started to tug her downwards. People and cars were everywhere, too many colors. Only made worse as she fell faster and faster, smearing the colors together. She couldn't focus on looking for someone who may need help, like she had planned. She was falling fast, she heard someone scream, was it the person who needed help, probably. They needed her, and she had failed them, she was truly worthless...

Characters

 * Dark Dream
 * Irisawa Kiriya (not named)
 * Shirayuki Hime (not named)
 * Yumehara Nozomi
 * Misumi Takashi (not named)