Ello Ello Ello!

This is my first story, I hope you like it.

Disclaimer, I do not own anything except for my OC, which this story is based on

I never thought I would ever be this happy again. I thought that after all that happened, I would never see another smile again. I learned that to see a smile, you have to have one of your own.

When I was quite young I lived a wonderful life with my mother, father, and older brother. He was the best brother a little girl could ever have. We were always together..

We would play games together, we would share the good times and the bad times. If I were ever sad, he could always make her smile. If he ever got in trouble, then I would there to back him up. We always had each other's backs.

Then one day, a terrible thing happened, my father died. Everyone said it was just an accident, but I knew it wasn't true, because I had witnessed my father's death.

It was a bright sunny day, so of course, I went outside.

I knew that I wasn't supposed to go into the forest, but what can I say, curiosity got the best of me. I went into the forest.

While walking around the abyss of trees, I heard a familiar voice.

My father's voice.

Like most little girls, I ran over to where the voice was coming from yelling "daddy daddy!"

I pushed over a bush to find my father standing right in front of me; he didn't notice me since he was facing the other way.

There were two other men, one on each side of my father. I recognized them; they were friends of my father's.

All three men were holding guns, pointing them at a man in front of them.

It was a strange man, with a long sword, but what made him strange was his face, or better said a face.

I had heard of people like him, "role holders," I thought. I never did like them; it always felt like they had more power, more authority, just because they had a little thing like a face.

Then I heard a click, someone had pulled their trigger, but before anyone had the chance to shoot, the role holder took his sword, and with one swipe, the three men were down.

Including my father.

I sat there in absolute daze, wondering what to do next. The role holder left, leaving the bodies to lie helplessly.

When I knew the man had gone, I went over to my father. I hugged as tight as I could; hoping he would say something anything, but nothing came out.

I cried I knew that he was never coming back. So I told myself that I would stay with him forever, even if he was dead.

Then I saw something.

There were all there shadows surrounding me and my father, trying to take my father's body.

I had never heard of an afterimage before, so when I saw it, I tried not to let it near my father.

Of course, I failed.

They came and took my father, when they grabbed me to pull me off of my father it was strange because I really didn't feel a solid object grab me. I felt a chill instead.

I saw them take my father's body and leave his clock. The last afterimage left picked up the clock and left.

I promised to stay with my father and I couldn't even do that.

I'm pathetic.

Well that is where I am going to leave off; I can't believe you read though the whole thing. I apologize for my terrible writing. I shall update as soon as possible. Thank you for reading this. I hope you comment.