A/N: Hello! Guess what? This is a Jaque fanfic! Shocker right? I got the idea from Red Lioness and her two stories Eternal Youth and Wasted Youth. Anyways, it's come to my attention that I tend to rush my stories. I admit, I have a hard time pacing things and wanting to get straight to point of things, but I am going to try to slow the pace in this one. Ok! Enjoy my lovelies!
The $picer Family
Prologue
It's well past midnight in the back streets of Hong Kong. Stray animals wander around, digging thru trash cans, fighting over scraps, or just looking for a place to rest. Old street lamps flicker as they cast light upon the empty sidewalks. The only sign of human activity is that of a twelve year old girl walking underneath the flickering lights. Her bright red hair a tangled mess, her bangs falling over her face. Her skin white like a pearl, or moonstone, practically glows when she walks under a street light. Her eyes are just a tad bit darker shade of red then her hair; underneath are two markings, too smeared to make out what they were. Her clothes are torn to shreds: what was left of her red tank top is barely hanging onto her shoulders, and it barely covers anything; what used to be black jeans are now a shredded excuse for a mini skirt, showing the blood that stained the young girl's lily-white legs. The girl walks slowly, obviously in pain, and has her arms crossed tightly across her chest. She cries, smearing the black marks on her face even more. Muttering a single word as she walks, her voice barely a whisper.
"Why?"
~*2 WEEKS LATER*~
Early morning, around 7, at a large mansion that rests in the Chinese countryside. Surrounded by a rather large, concrete wall, the oversized house is patrolled by weird looking robots, copper and black in color. Within the walls of the mansion, an occupant is awake and in the bathroom; her head in the toilet. An elderly woman is beside her, holding her hair out of the way as she empties the contents of her stomach. An aged and gentle hand rubs the girl's back in a soothing manner; the woman trying to comfort the youth.
"It's alright Our Jackie, remember: everything happens for a reason." Her Irish accent was thick.
The girl could only nod in acknowledgement.
~*6 MONTHS AFTER THE 'INCIDENT'*~
"By the sonograms, it looks as though you'll be having twins. Also by what we can tell, their brother and sister." A male doctor in his late forties was talking to a young girl, about twelve.
The other man in the room, most likely the girl's father, looked very angry about this.
"WHAT?!" He was glaring at the doctor. "You mean there's TWO abominations inside my daughter?!"
The young girl visibly flinched at his words; her hands balled into tight fists. There happened to be another body in the room, an older lady with her grey hair in tight bun, was sitting in one of the chairs. She raised her cane and hooked it around the angry man's neck, pulling him down to her level.
"Now listen here, Albert, there is only one abomination here and that's you! Now shut up before I disown you and kick you out."
The man scowled but stayed quiet, already forming a plan to fix this problem.
~*8 MONTHS & 2½ WEEKS AFTER THE 'INCIDENT'*~
A man in his late thirties sits in the waiting room, filling out a paper. He signs it before tucking it into his pocket and waits patiently. After an hour, an old woman sits next to him.
"Kiara Hedy Spicer and Donovan Adolf Spicer. The newest additions to the Spicer Family."
The man sat still for a moment, then he quietly got up and went to the nurses' desk. He took out the paper and scribbled quickly before handing it to the right person. He went back and sat next to the elderly woman, a smug look on his face. The older lady only looked at him in disgust.
"You are no longer my son."
A/N: PLEASE REMEMBER THIS IS THE PROLOGUE SO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT HAPPENED THAT LED TO THE UPCOMING EVENTS IN THE NEXT CHAPTER! HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED!