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I walked down an alleyway looking for something to eat. It had been several days since I had eaten, and I felt sluggish and weak. I was in desperate need of something to eat. Earlier today, whenever I did find some food a random older homeless guy would snatch it from me. They easily got away with it too, since they're so much bigger then me.
As I walked past some barrels and trash cans, which I refused to go through, I moved around a corner and right in front of me was this huge thing that didn't even look human. In fact, it looked pretty sad. It looked like a massive balloon with weird tentacles sticking out and a creepy face glued onto it. I involuntarily shivered. It was beyond creepy. I didn't know how to act or respond until suddenly a man slashed through the thing with a massive sword, just as it smiled and pointed a large weapon at my head.
The man looked at me and smiled. "Are you—" That was all he managed to say before a hand burst through his chest taking him by surprise. I watched the man spit up fresh blood before he tried to turn around and confront his killer. But his opponent was too hard. In the end, the man was too weak and died instantly.
Now, a normal kid would run fearing for their lives; but I, on the other hand, just stood there and watched as the killer's hand went back through the man's body which fell to the ground. The killer then looked at me. He had brown hair with a funny star pattern on his frontal bone and brown eyes. He wore a nice shirt and jacket along with white gloves and a top hat. He crouched down so he was face-to-face with me.
He looked me square in the eye and asked. "Little girl, why are you out by yourself? You should be with your parents."
"I don't have parents," I muttered and looked away. This was a hard topic for me to discuss.
"I see." He spoke slowly. "Tell me, why you didn't run when I killed that man. I mean that must have been scary to see."
"I don't know." I shrugged.
"I see." He said "In that case, Shoujo, how would you like to come with me then?" He asked while extending his hand.
I remained silent for a second and nodded. I reached out to accept his hand. But I was extremely tired and fell down instead. The last thing I saw was the man bend down to scoop me up and carry me off into the darkness.
Tyki's POV
I was walking down the street looking for the target the Earl had sent me to kill while I had instructed the Akuma to search from the skylines for the accommodator I had yet to kill. This truly was the most troublesome part of the job; finding the prey before I get to have my fun with them. I sighed and kept walking even started whistling at some point, mostly due to festering boredom.
Just then, something caught my attention. The Akuma had finally been destroyed in an alleyway just around the corner. Curious, I passed through buildings to reach the alleyway even sooner. By the time I got there I saw the Exorcist. It was a young man and he appeared to have killed the last Akuma. He had his entire back turned from me. This was too easy. I stalked forward without making a sound. I grew excited. I couldn't wait to kill him. Without hesitating, I thrust my hand through his heart.
His gasp sent chills of delight down my spine. The fright rolling off his disgusting body was beyond appealing to me.
"Bye bye, Exorcist." I said quietly before throwing his body to the ground. Though I had to admit, that I was a bit sad that the fight ended so soon; I was hoping he would be stronger. Oh well. Just as I was about to leave the alleyway, I caught sight of a young girl. She appeared to have been watching the entire time I killed the man. But the unique part was that she had yet to runaway. How interesting.
I surveyed the girl before approaching her. She had dark brown hair, which looked especially raggedy from the dirt and required a good cut. She also had almond brown eyes, and looked to be excessively tiny most likely from a proper lack of nutrition. She looked like any other street child to me, but in her own way she was different… perhaps from her lack of intelligence at running away when she saw me kill the man. Nonetheless, I walked over to her and bent down so I was face-to-face with her.
"Little girl, why are you out by yourself? You should be with your parents."
"I don't have parents," She admitted and looked away.
"I see." I spoke slowly. "Tell me, why you didn't run when I killed that man. I mean that must have been scary to see."
Interesting, I thought to myself.
I then continued. "I see… In that case, Shoujo, how would you like to come with me then?" I asked while extending my hand.
She looked at me and nodded, but just as she went to accept my hand, she fell to the ground and lost consciousness. At first I thought she was dead, but when I heard slight breathing, I knew she had only fallen asleep. With little difficulty, I lifted her up and headed for the Kamelot Residence, which consisted of two Noah and one human. I sighed and walked up to the front door and kicked on it lightly, but loud enough for the Akuma on the inside to hear and open the door.
"Welcome, Master Noah," the Akuma greeted.
I nodded. "Is Trisha here?"
"I believe the Mistress is in her room," was all the Akuma said.
"Thank you." I said then walked inside the house. It hasn't changed since I was last here, I noticed. It still had the grand entrance which led to four different hallways. There was also the same gigantic crystal chandelier hanging from the centre of the ceiling. Honestly, the only difference within the whole house was a fresh coat of paint.
I continued walking, heading upstairs to reach Trisha's room. I knocked on the door, I could hear someone coming to the door, but it wasn't Trisha, instead it was Sheril. He looked delight to see me. I cringed, prepared to back away if he intended to pounce on me when he then looked down and noticed the sleeping girl in my arms. Without another word, he shot me a dubious looked before calling Trisha over to get her to help wash up the girl and get her to bed. She agreed and took the girl from my hands. We watched Trisha walk back into the room. Sheril then closed the door.
"I am happy to see your little brother, but tell me, why did you kidnap that girl?"
I sighed before recounting the whole story. Sheril listened without interruption and then beat me to the punch.
"She could say here. I mean, my darling Road has always wanted a sister." I could literally see the hearts forming in his eyes. He would do anything to make Road smile.
"She can stay if the Earl allows it." Sheril then finished. "How could we go ask him and find out, little brother?"
Girl's P.O.V
I slowly opened my eyes. I was in a huge room, with two windows, and two doors. I looked around wondering if the man who saved me was in the room, but he wasn't. I sighed in dismay before seeing the door open. A man who looked surprisingly similar to the man I met last night entered. He had brown hair, as well as brown eyes, but unlike the other man he was in a nice shirt with nice pants rather than a full suit.
He closed the door and came up to the bed. He greeted me with a smile. "Good morning, dear. How are you feeling? Also, you can call me Father."
His kindness startled me. Instinctively I backed away. Just what did this man want with me?
He seemed to sense my apprehension, for he offered me a heartfelt smile and placed one hand against the bedpost. "Child, I mean you no harm. I, along with my wife and brother, only want to help you."
I assumed his brother was the man who brought me here, so I reluctantly complied and slid out of the comfortable bed. With a smile, he led me out of the door, downstairs and into the garden. I stared in shock at the different types of flowers, bushes and trees. My eyes wandered around the whole yard until I saw the man who saved me. He looked even more regal in the daylight. Slowly, I inched my way towards him but was intercepted by a surprisingly large man who picked me up and plopped me down on his lap. I jumped, frightful, and looked up to see the figure... only to be reminded of… a clown?
"Hello, little girl," the clown man says with a smile.
I didn't respond, since he looked way too scary. The man who saved me then approached and patted my shoulder soothingly. I exhaled in relief.
He laughed. "Lord Millennium, I think she's scared of you." He then looked down and offered me a smile. "By the way, you can call me Tyki."
"Tyki," I whispered, already liking the name.
"Am I really that scary?" The Earl asks in a depressed tone.
"Lord Millennium, are you crying?" Father asked.
"No… its allergies," he answered before looking away.
I chucked before seeing a doctor exit the house and walk towards the garden. He sported expensive clothing and looked happy to see us, but when he locked eyes with me his delightful expression vanished, and was instead replaced with immense dislike.
"How are you feeling?" He asked when he enclosed the distance between us.
"Fine," I said in a hateful tone before looking away.
He looked delighted. "Master Sheril, if the patient is feeling better, then I will be taking my leave." He tells father before retreating back into the house.
Tyki looks at me with a curious face. "Shounjo?" he says getting my attention. "Why were you so mean to the doctor?"
"It's simple, I hate humans." I said.
"Why don't you hate us then?" The Earl asked.
I looked the scary clown directly in the eyes and said: You're not human."
The clown laughed just as it began to snow. I looked up just as a young girl walked in. "Is she my new sister?!" She asked.
"Yes, Road, she is." Father responded.
The girl jumped up and down shouting "Yay, finally!" but my focus was on the snow.
"Yuki," Tyki said.
"Did you say something Tyki-pon?" The Earl asked.
He scratched his head. "I was just thinking if she doesn't have a name we should name her Yuki. It is a Japanese name, but I think it suits her."
"I like it," Road nodded.
"So, then I say her middle name is Juliet," the Earl added.
That's a nice name. I like it. Yuki Juliet Kamelot it is then." Father said before realizing something. "Hold on a minute, we should see if she has a name already."
Tyki tapped me on the shoulder five times before I responded. "Hey kid, do you have a name?"
"I have a name but I don't like it. Could you give me a new one?" I asked.
"Yes, we already thought of it." Father laughed.
"Really?" I said feeling beyond excited to finally be renamed.
"Yes, it's Yuki Juliet Kamelot."
"Thank you." I spoke feeling my eyes beginning to water.
Road started to laugh while Tyki and father were trying to hold it back a chuckle.
"Yuki," the Earl started. "You can call me—"
"Millennie," I said happy to think of a better name for him.
"Yes, that's better then clown." He agreed instantly.
"Oh, Yuki that's Road, she's your older sister," Father said pointing to a girl who had spiky blue hair and wore a pretty dress.
"Alright, um, can I ask you something?" I asked slowly.
"Sure, anything," Father said.
"Why do I have a sword in my hand?"