Disclaimer: I own none of the characters in this story except the two sisters. Please don't sue me.
Suddenly, I am. That is the best way to describe it: one moment I am not, and the next I am.
A story plays out in my head. I see a little girl with light blue hair, spinning in circles in a field. She is holding hands with Another, who is younger and with hair pale as the moon. A voice in my head speaks… I think it might be mine.
My name is Ruka. I belong to the human race. My mother named me that because she told me my hair looked like a bright blue flower when I was born. My family used to be wonderful, but then my mother and father started fighting. Images of thrown glasses and shattered plates run through my head. I cringe at the loud sound.
Kyuubey came to me when I was seven years old. He asked me if I wanted to bring my parents back together. I said yes, and we formed a contract. My parents were madly in love, and I became a magical girl at seven years old. I feel the pain and am scared for a moment, before the moment passes.
My little sister, Sayuri, wished that my parents have the best wedding ever. She also became a magical girl. She wanted to be just like me… my biggest regret is that I didn't try and stop her. We were both too naive to understand the burdens of becoming a magical girl.
If it wasn't for Mami Tomoe, I would have turned into a witch before I was eight. I met her on my first excursion, accompanied by Kyuubey. Mami gave me a Grief Seed every week and also supplied for Sayuri. She kept me alive while she taught me to fight. By the time I was ten years old I didn't need her to fight anymore, but we had become very close and often teamed up. I started collecting enough Grief Seeds for Sayuri and me on my own. I feel pride swell in my chest.
As I grew older, my parents started to hate each other. Now I knew what Mami meant about the repercussions of every wish. By the time I was twelve and Sayuri was eight, my parents went through a very messy divorce. We lived with our mother by the court of law, but then Sayuri's wish turned dark: our mother was run over by a truck. A truck carrying floral arrangements for a wedding. Classic magical girl irony. Now we live with our father, who burns through girlfriends faster than his cigarettes and beer cans. A pang of bitterness.
My powers involve healing, which is basically useless because our bodies don't feel pain. It usually just makes Sayuri less scared when I heal her body. I can also tear a witch apart from the inside, given that I shoot it with my bow and arrows. My outfit is a light blue blouse with a bow on the front, with my Soul Gem in the center. My skirt is dark blue and flares out like flower petals, and I wear high socks and blue heeled boots. My hair is very long and spirals into gentle corkscrews down to my knees, and I wear a small bow with a blue heart in the middle on my head. My current age is fourteen. A quick picture of myself passes through my mind.
Sayuri's powers stem from flowers. Her hair is blonde but is held up in mid-length pigtails, and the corkscrew tails turn pale pink at the ends. Her dress is a sleeveless white-and-pink dress with a pink bow around the waist. She wears pink tights, pink flats, and fights with a light pink parasol trimmed with fuchsia lace. She can shoot flowers from her hands and parasol, which have many properties such as explosive, acid, and supersonic. Her current age is ten. Another quick flash of a face and costume.
The two of us are medium-strength magical girls. In recent years, we befriended Mami's friends, Madoka Kaname and Sayaka Miki. Later, after a few skirmishes, Homura Akemi and Kyoko Sakura joined our team.
Right now, I am fighting a weak witch to get a Soul Gem for Mami, who has asked for one. Sayuri is holding her own but I want to help her.
I snap back into my body. It is slightly disorienting at first, but I am soon accustomed to the feeling. I wonder what was going on before I remembered all my memories, but dismiss the problem for later. Right now, there is a bolt of energy shooting at me-
-which I dodge. I pull my arrow taut on the string and shoot for the witch, who is not quick enough to deflect it. It buries deep in her side. She screams as I focus, and she rips apart, leaving a single Grief Seed quivering on the ground.
The labyrinth collapses around us, leaving Sayuri and I standing in the middle of a semi-crowded mall. I pick up the Grief Seed and inspect it.
Sayuri lands lightly next to me. We don't bother looking around; nobody ever notices us when we're in costume.
"How is your Soul Gem?" I ask her.
"But it's for Mami-san… isn't it?"
"If you need it, I can always get another."
"It's alright. A little dim, but I can wait a few days, I think."
"Let's go deliver it to Mami, then!" I try to sound upbeat as I remember Mami mentioning a fight between two of the girls. She didn't mention which two, but I remembered times… well, I was almost certain that it was Sayaka and Kyoko. Those two were always at each other's throats.
You have a purpose. A Voice startles me from my body, which I was just getting use to. I vaguely recall floating among the stars…
What am I?
You are a Fixer, and you have a special purpose here, the Voice says.
What purpose? Who am I? Who are you?
Human questions, Young One. You are Ruka; that is who you are right now.
What do you mean by purpose? What purpose?
There is a great evil coming. Without you and the Other, these girls will all fall into darkness. You must help them, keep them strong, and when they defeat Walpurgisnacht your job will be over.
Will I die?
Do not fear death. And then the Voice is gone.
Sayuri is shaking my shoulder. There is something in her eyes that is deep and dark. "Sister? Sister, did you hear the Voice?"
I am silent for a moment. Then, I smile. "No, Sayuri-chan, I didn't… And why are you calling me your sister? My name is Ruka."
"I… I…" Her face brightens, eyes clearing. "Never mind!"
I wonder… but I try not to think.