The Hidden Sibling
By: Trisana
Me: hey guys this is my first real ficcy so sorry is if its rough. I am working on it…This story idea was loosely based off a story called And he doth descend into the depths of heaven. If the writer of that could get a hold of me so I can A) ask her if its okay I post this and B) give her huge congrats on a great idea that I mangled then it would be appreciated. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I dun own shit…..
As a young woman and man ran through the rain, the woman carried a little girl of 6. The woman stopped at a church and the man looked at his wife, worry evident in his eyes. "Catherine, do we have to leave her here? She will be fine with Mamoru." The man said as he placed his arms around the woman's shoulders.
The woman shook her head, her black hair swinging slightly with the movement. "No… if we do that she will be pulled into Oz, and Mamoru is so cruel to her, If only Hirro was still alive, they acted like they were one person. And Hirro never harmed her the way Mamoru has, He was there when she needed him." Catherine said as she held her child. The man nodded and knocked on the wooden doors that belonged to the small church. The child was quiet until a nun came, then she started crying as the truth of the matter came crashing upon her little head. The mother hugged her baby tight and started to cry into her hair as Catherine tried to stop the aching pain in her heart. After a few moments Catherine pushed her baby towards the nun, only to watch her run to her father and watched as her father picked her up and held her tightly.
"Papa…please don't leave me here I will be a good girl I promise… Please say you love me and that you won't leave me here." The girl sobbed into her father's strong shoulder, and as she cried, her father also cried into the girl's hair. But before long he disentangled himself from his baby and handed her to the nun, both adults' cheek's tear stained in the moonlight.
"Please keep my baby safe but I ask you to give her a different last name so that Oz will not find her." The nun nodded and held the girl lightly as she slowly put her down and held her hand, her touch soft but her grip tight so the girl couldn't run to her parents. Catherine unclipped a locket form her neck and placed it around her daughter's neck, she then giggled when the locket hung around her stomach. "You will grow into the necklace my love. Never take the anklet off the one your oniisan gave you, okay?" Catherine asked as she stepped back and looked at the girl's ankle. The jumper Catherine had put on her daughter reached her knees and the shirt she wore under it was a dark blue that matched her forever-changing eyes. On the girl's ankle was the anklet, the little bells on it sparkling in the light. The girl nodded and smiled when her dad pulled out a pocket watch from a pocket in his jacket.
He gave it to the girl and said his voice rumbling like low thunder to the girl, "This pocket watch was a birthday present, it plays your lullaby so it will be like momma is singing to you every time you open it." The girl nodded and opened it to here her lullaby coming out of the locket. She smiled as the song played on her ears. The Pocket watch played the song that lulled her mind to sleep, but quiet enough that she had to hold I close to her ear to hear the songs. While she listened to the pocket watch the two adults left, their footsteps quiet and seemed to fade as the rain started to fall. When the girl realized that they were gone she ran from the church but fell on her knees when they were nowhere to be seen. The nun ran out after her and held the child as she started to sob. The sister was suddenly aware of two things, that the first child she was to take care of was standing in the doorway watching her and that the heavy raindrops falling from the sky were drenching her. So she picked the girl up and carried her back to the church, the girl sobbing in to the nun's habit.
"Now come Duo we have to get a bed ready for our new arrival." The nun said as she lightly pushed a 6 year old ahead of her into the bedroom where he slept. The boy smiled goofily and grabbed some bed sheets as the nun undressed the girl and got her into a warm pair of pants and a t-shirt that she had borrowed form the orphan bin. The girl was still crying as the nun changed her, but she smiled when the nun kissed her forehead and handed the girl her pocket watch. Duo had finished doing the bed and he smiled a lopsided smile at the girl as she climbed into bed and curled up in a ball, her pocket watch held tightly in her hands as the song played across her mind quietly calming her and eventually putting her to sleep. Meanwhile the nun walked calmly into the chapel and said her prayers, thinking about how Duo had gotten into his bed with out saying his prayers. A smile slid across her lips as she got up and walked to where the father of the church was.
"Father Maxwell." The nun's voice was quiet and respectful, her face kind. The father turned and smiled, his weathered face neatly folding into a kind smile. "Yes Sister Helen?" He questioned as he sat in a pew his weathered hands holding a bible. "We have yet another child. The parents left her here about a half hour ago. They wanted their child safe from OZ. What are we going to do? OZ soldiers come here when they are on the colony." Sister Helen said her voice frantic and scared for the sweet child that slept in the other room. Father Maxwell looked at Sister Helen, and didn't try to hide his guilt.
"She must be put on the streets and be killed or she will need to go to a different place." Father Maxwell stated, his voice like ice on Sister Helen's heart. "Can't we-" A soft knocking at one of the side entrances interrupted her. Sister Helen quickly got up and hurried to the door to see a woman there.