Character description
Age: start 2-2 1/2
Height: 2 ft 9inches
Gender: female
Eye colour : Blue
Hair colour : navy blue, shoulder length for the time being
( I kind of pictured her looking like Ciel Phantomhive from black butler, I know he is a boy but his features are feminine enough)
Skills for 2 year old - able to climb, walk up and down stairs(with support) stand on tip toes, run short distances, good motor skills, beginning of independence, questions revolving around who why and how, basic/ decent language skills, basic reading skills
My character will do most of her learning through reading so I'm making her have slightly advanced reading abilities from a normal two/three year old. I'm not sure how normal two year olds are supposed to talk, so I'm going to wright the speech and thoughts the best that I can.
This is my first fanfic so feed back would be appreciated :)
Chapter One
The rain fell from the sky, forming puddles where it fell. A figure rushed through the streets shielded by the shadows of the night, a cloak pulled up over their head and a bundle in their arms. The figure darted into an ally filled with dumpsters and shelter, they crouched down by one of the metal bins pulling out a cardboard box of a medium size. They pulled back their hood revealing a pale face flooded with anxiety; bright blue eyes obscured by dark hair glanced down at the bundle in their arms before moving to the box. They moved slowly and carefully placed the bundle within in. Sensing the movement the bundle stirred dislodging the wrappings it had been protected by, revealing a head of navy blue hair and the same blue eyes as the figure. The large eyes blinked sleepily at the figure before closing, the child snuggled into the wrappings before falling asleep. The figure sighed before standing again, taking one last look at the box containing the child, they began walking back towards the mouth of the ally before slipping back onto the street and back into the heavy rain. As the figure retreated further and further away from the child a sense of relief filled them, they had succeeded with dispensing of it with out any hassle, guilt briefly flashed through them before disappearing. Free of responsibility the figure hoped not the see or think of the child again. The child slept on, without a care in the world in the cardboard box in the dark ally.
Light filtered into the square opening of the box, waking the child from its slumber. The child sat up and stretched before yawning. With the blankets still wrapped around her she stood and peered out of the box. She was met with the sight of an empty ally littered with puddles and bins, the wall opposite her with an open vent panel. Not noticing anything familiar the child began to panic, "where was mama, where was dada?" "Got to find mama and dada" Were the main thoughts swimming in her head; tears began gathering in her eyes blurring her vision. Stumbling out of her box she tripped due to the blankets tangled in her chubby little legs. Laying on the ally floor inches away from a puddle she bawled, tears streaming out of her large eyes; she lay here for while before sitting up and looking around again. She raised her chubby arm and with small hands whipped away her tears; filled with determination she stood up, and made her way to the start of the ally avoiding the puddles as well as she could. Reaching the end of the ally she rested, leaning against the wall and looking out she became panicked, many people bustled to and fro a sea of different colours. Taking a deep breath she rushed out into the mass of moving bodies and tried to dodge them as best as she could. Being as small as she was, many of the people didn't notice her, bumping into her and jostling her all over the place, unable to see past the many legs the child pushed though them until she found a space sparse of people. Breathing a sigh of relief she looked around again finding a crate that she could stand on, climbing up and making herself talker she could see out into the mass of people. With the improved visibility she saw many stalls with colourful objects, being exchanged for money. Rows and rows of these she saw some selling fruit and others trinkets, feeling a sense of familiarity the girl remembered that her parents had brought her to this market before. Hope flooded her, and her spirits increased and she increased her searching, sorting through the many different faces and different sized people for anyone that looked like her parents. Out of the corner of her eyes she spotted a familiar head of messy navy hair, excited and jumping for joy she leapt into the crowd of people running towards the figure."Mama, mama" she cried as she pushed others out of her way, reaching out a small hand she grabbed a flap of material that belonged to the figures Dress. With a last exclamation of "Mama" she threw her arms around the figure and looked up beaming. The brown eyes of her mother looked down upon her with a blank recognition, confused the girl looked to her left into the blue eyes of her father and was met with the same expression. The man reached out towards the girl and removed her from her mothers dress pushing her away from them. "M..mama, d..dada?", the girl reached out towards the pair, tears forming in her eyes again. However the two just looked at the girl and walked away; the girl attempted to run after them but lost them amongst the throng of people. Dejected the child made her way back towards the ally, her head down and eyes filled with unshed tears.
Staggering into the ally she slumped against the wall, brining her knees up-to her chest she rested her head against them. The girl sat like this until the air around her became too cold, shivering she stood up and made her way further into the ally, finding her previously discarded blanket she wrapped it around herself and huddled down into it. Sitting there in her blanket the girl began to loose her sadness, she remembered her parents and how they rejected her, she didn't know why and she was beginning not to care, childishly she thought if they didn't want her then she didn't want a new found determination the girl began to think about what she could do and where she could stay, as she couldn't stay in the ally forever. Across from her and imbedded into the wall was a vent panel which was hanging on by a bolt, thinking it would be warmer than where she was she crawled towards it dragging her blanket along with her. Taking a reassuring breath she began to crawl through the opening.
After crawling through the vent, she tumbled into a wide dusty room, filled with shelves of books. The shelves reached from floor to ceiling, the books varying in size and colour, making her way over to the nearest shelf she knelt down and pulled out a green covered book. Picking it up, she blew the layer of dust of it, revealing the words that painted the front of it. Squinting at the letters the girl began to make out what was written "N..nin..ninja" she managed to mutter out. Interested, the girl opened the old book and began to read, continuing to do so into the night.