Shana stood tall on the rooftop, her piercing red eyes narrowed as she surveyed the city she was currently residing in. Nothing was amiss at the moment...

She had decided to leave Japan so she could see more of the world she had decided to live in. She also had a desire to improve her human interaction skills. As such, she had purchased a tent, and began her travelling. It's not like she wasn't doing her job, however. She wasn't the only one to watch over her old town...and she still protected every area she came across from harm...

A sound grabbed her attention, and she looked down as a blue car pulled into the house's driveway. An obese man stormed out. And he looked angry.

He was grumbling to himself and she wasn't able to hear all of the words he said. But the few words that she was able to hear were: "No promotion" and "that freak is going to get it." She narrowed her eyes when she heard what he said about a freak going to get it. It didn't sound good but she decided to let it slide for now as the fat man stormed into the house she was sitting on and slammed the door behind him.

She took a breath of the late evening air as she was about to continue her watch over the nearby city.

Just as the young woman was about to relax...

"BOY!"

Shana stiffened at the loud noise, eyes wide and alert, her head snapping back and forth. She then realized the noise had come from the house. She had to see what was going on... Quickly, she lowered herself down from the roof and onto the lowest window, her feet latching onto the top of the window so she could swing herself back on the sill if she were to be nearly seen...and what she saw, hanging upside down from the window, was the man she had seen earlier violently throwing the tiniest little boy she had ever seen against the wall.

Shana's eyes widened in shock, and the shock caused her to fall from her perch on the windowsill and land on her head.

The redhead scowled and hissed in pain as she rose to her feet, clutching her head. She put her own pain to the side, and scowled angrily at the house. She had to do something...She couldn't just stand by idly and let this happen. There couldn't be order in this...

She took a few steps back...and then, with a running leap, she barreled through the window, landing perfectly in a kneeling position.

The room became very silent from the sound of the window shattering and the women appearing in the shower of glass. Vernon looked at her in utter shock as he stared, wide eyed, at the women and his broken window. Harry, after hearing the loud noises while he had his eyes shut, curled up into a ball and whimpered quietly.

Vernon shook off his shock, and stormed up to Shana.

"What the bloody hell are you doing?! You are breaking and entering, and I demand that you leave before I call the poli-"

"Shut up...Shut up...Shut. UP." Shana said through gritted teeth. "I'm the one who should be asking the questions around here. Why the HELL were you throwing a little boy across the room?!" Then, the child looked up and spoke in the softest little voice...

"I-It's okay...I...I deserve it...I'm just a freak..."

Before Shana could reply, Vernon stormed over to Harry and backhanded him hard enough to hit the wall again. "WHO SAID YOU COULD SPEAK YOU LITTLE, GOOD FOR NOTHING FREAK!" Vernon yelled at the now cowering child. Before he could say anything else, Vernon stiffened as he felt something pointy touching his back. He looks over his shoulder to see Shana with the look of pure maternal instincts on her face...with a very dangerous looking sword at his back.

"You...are the scum of the Earth." Shana said coolly. "Hurting someone who can't stand up for himself...How dare you call yourself a human being? He's a child. Hurting children is disgusting, and it doesn't matter what the reason is, no child deserves to be treated the way you treat this poor little guy. Now, I'm only going to say this once...Step. Away from the child." Vernon let out a small whimper. Shana rolled her eyes and roughly shoved him to the side, causing him to fall flat on his face. She stepped towards the child. He let out a small whimper as her shadow loomed over him, and curled up into an even tighter ball.

Shana looked at him sadly as she scooped him up in her other arm and made sure that he was secured. When he was closer to her face, she noticesd that he had tears in his eyes and was shaking something fierce. Wanting nothing else but to comfort him, but unable to use her other hand because she didn't want to let go of her sword just in case the walrus tried anything, she did the only thing she could think of. She placed her cheek against his, and gently, ever so gently, she began to nuzzle him.

Shana frowned when she felt that he was still crying... "Shh..." She whispered soothingly. "It's going to be alright. I'm...going to take you out of here..."

Harry was shocked to hear those words. She wanted to help him? He pulled away from her momentarily, with wide eyes, tears still glistening in the corners. Shana smiled at the adorable sight. "That's right...You're safe now." Harry blinked. He suddenly felt weak...He was going to fall unconscious from his injuries again... Slowly, his eyes closed, and he fell against the girl's chest, out like a light.

Shana tightened her hold on him. He hadn't fallen asleep...He had given in to fatigue from the beating. She turned to look at Vernon with a piercing glare that could potentially melt a glacier. Vernon gulped.

From an outside perspective, the house appeared to be shaking. Two different screams could be heard. One begging for mercy, the other enraged and wild. After everything was silent, the door of the house opened, and a young redhead walked out casually, holding an injured child in her arms. Shana looked down at the little boy and frowned. His injuries needed treatment... If she could reattach a severed arm, these injuries couldn't be much trouble, could they? Gently, she set the boy down on the grass and removed his shirt. She felt sick to her stomach at seeing all the horrific injuries. No child should have to endure this...

Shaking her head, she set to work...

30 minutes later...

Shana sighed. The injuries were gone. He would wake up with no pain whatsoever. Smiling, she picked the little boy up and walked back to where she had left her tent. Harry subconsciously snuggled closer to her chest. Shana felt a warmth flow throughout her chest, and she smiled at the child with the warmth to make a mother jealous. She decided...she was going to care for him until she could find a more suitable guardian. She rubbed the back of his head, and he let out a small, happy cooing noise.

"Awww..." Shana cooed softly. He was so cute... "I hope I find you a place to stay later than sooner... Hope you don't mind travelling..."

Eventually, the girl reached the rooftop of a large store. Nobody ever seemed to check the rooftop, so she had been safe up there...After making her way to the roof, not waking Harry, she got into her tent, then placed Harry into her sleeping bag. Smiling as he curled up in the warm fabric, she brought the blanket up to just below his chin, then grabbed her bag and pulled out a bag of melon bread for her dinner.

She chewed on her favourite food, smiling as she watched over the sleeping child. After the piece of bread was gone, she let out a small yawn. She was rather worn out herself... She wrapped up the melon bread and returned it to her bag, making a mental note to give some to the little boy for breakfast. Without another word, she slipped next to him in the sleeping bag, giving him some space, and smiled at him.

Her expression turned surprised when the child moved. Was he waking up? No...his eyes were still closed...He was subconsciously scooting closer to her. Shana smiled when he finally made it to her. He had snuggled up into her chest. She couldn't fight the cuteness. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him in close.

'Forget it...I'm not giving him away...He's staying with me...' Were her last thoughts before she fell asleep.