Disclaimer: I do not own Negima!
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Chapter 1: War Orphan
Annalise was lying in the middle of the ruined village, partially covered in rubble, half-unconcious in pain. A trickle of blood ran down the side of her face from the deep gash in her forehead.
"Brother…"
Her beloved elder brother is dead… dead for her…
"Bro…ther…" He went to kill the beasts… the beasts those men sent to their village… he went to defend the house… to defend her…He's dead…
Dead...
"It seems like someone's survived in this village…"
Footsteps… a boy's voice…
"She might be the only one…"
Getting nearer… the weight pressing her to the ground lifted.
"Bro…ther…?" She couldn't help asking. It was one thread of hope she couldn't let go of.
"No." Cold hands grasped her by the arms and turned her over.
A boy with silver hair… No… It wasn't her brother… Brother has big, warm hands and beautiful, coal-black hair. She struggled, feeling what was left of her strength leave her. It's not Brother… It's not him…
"There's no need to struggle…." The boy said as Annalise slowly closed her eyes in exhaustion and grief. "We'll help."
She fainted.
When the girl with the caramel-colored hair had lost consciousness, Fate took her up in his arms and lifted her. She was a really light burden. He walked slowly back to the path where Shiori stood, waiting, hugging her bunny to her.
"We're lucky."
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Hello! The start of another fan fiction for me! She's actually one of the two fan fiction character's I have for Negima… I honestly like the other one better but I decided to start with her first since starting her story is easier… :3 It's a rather short chapter, isn't it?
Enjoy…