Hey y'all this is my first fic, so be kind, it might be a while before I can update until my schedule is not as full as it is. The title is Latin it means "Appearances are Deceptive." umm.....I hope y'all enjoy and feel free to e-mail and review if you want too.
Title: Fallaces Sunt Rerum Specie
Author: SidhePrincessAislinn (aka XiXi)
Summary: Sylvia Noventa needs a change, she wants to be free of her constricting life. To do so she disappears, unknowningly she brings the one person she never wanted to see again back into her life.
Pairings: 01+Sylvia Noventa, 02+OC
Fallaces Sunt Rerum Specie.
Chapter 1- Fallaces sunt rerum species.
Sylvia Noventa looked into the mirror before her. It was almost a year after her beloved grandfather's death and when she met that weird boy who claimed to be his murder. She traveled back then to visit with her grandmother, then left to mourn and receive some peace in Seville, Spain. She had grown a lot in that short amount of time. Her short blonde hair was now down past her shoulders. She was taller, and she filled out more, having finally hit puberty. She was still girlie, wearing pink and other conservative clothing. She continued to examine herself in the mirror. None of the heartache she felt was apparent on the outside, she wore a mask of calmness. Something she had begun to pride herself on. Her skin was darker from many visits to Costa del Sol. Sylvia made a quick glance at the door near her mirror to make sure no one was coming.
In the short time it took for her to change physically, she also changed mentally. She was no longer the sweet naïve girl she once was. Now a young woman that had seen and began to understand the world stood in her place. Sylvia began to do what most people her age do. She began to crave adventure and change. It was long past the time for a change. The war was over and people were moving on, so should she. She was tired of being the daughter of Poor Marshall Noventa, who was tragically killed. It was time for her to go about the world on her own two feet, to find her own niche.
Sylvia took at deep breath and moved over to her dresser. On it was a kit for dying hair and some salon style scissors used for cutting hair. She needed to do this. She needed this change. The box of the hair dye showed a woman with dark brown hair that was almost black and auburn highlights that added to the beauty of the color. A picture of an actress long since died, lay on her dresser. The blonde woman's hair was cut into layer around her face. Sylvia made up her mind that the cut would look good on her. Screwing up her courage she began to prepare the dye. Sylvia took one last glance at her about to be old reflection and then continued to mix the repugnant chemicals.
Two hours later a new girl stared in the mirror back at Sylvia Noventa. She had long dark brown hair that was almost black, which was cut into layers framing her face. She wore a plain white t-shirt instead of a frilly pink blouse and a pair of gray khakis instead of a floral pattern skirt. Contacts changed her eyes from a common green to a dark forest green and the tightness of her clothing showed off her curves nicely. One would not even begin to think this girl as Sylvia Noventa. Now that she had changed her appearance, Sylvia needed to change her name. If she wanted freedom, calling herself Sylvia Noventa was not going to grant her what she badly needed. She began to think of first names that she like. Exotic names like Aislinn, Mircea, and Nadeshiko past through her thoughts as did common names like Madison, Carrie, and Ashley. Out of nowhere a quote came to her mind.
"Fallaces sunt rerum specie. The appearance of things are deceptive. By the late and great Seneca." Sylvia recited out loud. Her voice seemed to change with her appearance.
"Seneca…Sene…Sienna, yeah I like that Sienna." She smiled.
"Sienna Livi Annaeus." A dark smiled played on her lips as she walked out of her apartment in Seville and she never turned back.
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Sylvia looked around at her surroundings. She was on L2 and it had been two weeks since she had run away from being Sylvia Noventa and into changing into Sienna Annaeus. She was running out of money quickly and it looked like finding a job soon should be near impossible. She did not have many talents and no resume. She did have some useful talents like mechanics; it was a secret passion of hers. Sienna continued down the cracked sidewalk pausing only to smile at the little children that were as broke as she. She had her head up in the clouds, not noticing anything. Not even the red convertible that was barreling towards her as she crossed an intersection.
"Ohmigod!" A girl shouted causing Sylvia to look up; she saw the car coming towards her and she froze. A body slammed into her pushing her out of the way of the car and on to the sidewalk. The driver of the red convertible stop long enough to call Sylvia a stupid whore and the person that saved her a crazy fucker. The girl who screamed came over to check and see if both the savior and victim were okay. The savior pushed himself off of Sylvia sitting back on his heels to make sure she was fine.
"Are you alright miss?" The boy asked, he stretched his arm behind his head showing his nervousness of the situation. Sylvia nodded at him to indicate that she was fine. The other girl reached them and helped Sylvia up as the boy got up on his own. The girl turned and glared at the boy for a reach only known to them.
"Duo what the fuck do you think you were doing pulling a crazy ass stunt like that?" She asked looking at him, she continued before he could answer. "At least you had a noble reason for it but damn that scared the fuck out of me." She placed her hands on her hips. Sylvia looked at the girl; she was pretty and blonde with blue/green eyes. She had a slight British accent.
"What the fuck was I going to do Kandie? Let miss snow-white get hit by a fucking car?" Duo answered, Kandie huffed.
"Sienna, my name is Sienna, not snow-white, though thanks for the compliment and the save." Two weeks on the street and the culture voice of Sylvia was changed to the Northeastern American voice of Sienna complete with Slang.
"No prob, Sienna, oh this is Kandie Winner." Duo said introducing the blonde girl. Hi was what the girl said back. Duo looked over at Sylvia, scrutinizing her.
"I'm Duo Maxwell, and you look like you need a job." Sylvia blinked. "I own a salvage yard over on the East Side, I could use some help, if you want it." He offered her being the valiant rescuer of all things female. Sylvia could not believe her luck. A job offer like that. It was also at a Salvage yard, where her mechanic skill would be useful.
"Sí! I would love the job, I can do mechanics but I have never had a job as one, plus I'm good at typing and I speak three languages, Spanish, English, and Japanese." Duo smiled, the girl would be useful.
"Alright Ms. Sienna…"He waited for her to supply her last name.
"Annaeus, Sienna Annaeus." Sylvia shook hands with Duo Maxwell. She smiled as he told her to get to the salvage yard on her way home. It was her first big break. She was on her way now, finally becoming her own person. She was happy.
Her happiness continued until she entered her apartment. It was a small Japanese style apartment in a part of the colony called the Spanish Harlem. Though Sylvia was not Mexican or any of the other South American countries, she was Spanish, her family was from Spain. She settled here for the familiarity of the language and customs. She found it interesting but it did not matter. She was tired.
Sylvia sat down on her couch, propping her sore legs. She turned on the news deciding to watch it in English. A hurricane was going to hit an American city call New Orleans. A famous writer, Aislinn Eckhoff married on Saturday to Murphy McManus. Actress Kerry Scanlon's new movie "All Gone" grossed about 4 billion this weekend alone. The controversy of the art show by Artist Ashley Rabon continues with Vice-Foreign Minster Relena Dorlian condemning the paints for the show of violent death and depiction of her as the anti-christ. The reporter continued to blare other mindless information. Sylvia was almost asleep until the reporter said same news that caught her attention.
"Sylvia Noventa, Granddaughter of Field Marshall Noventa, is still missing, Mrs. Noventa has asked the preventor's office for help in finding the girl. We wish her luck, and pray for Sylvia's cave return."
Fuck was all that Sylvia could think of, she did not need them to find her now.
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Kandie is from my friend Ataenushi-Maxwell's story Desert Rose, she let me use her.
Title: Fallaces Sunt Rerum Specie
Author: SidhePrincessAislinn (aka XiXi)
Summary: Sylvia Noventa needs a change, she wants to be free of her constricting life. To do so she disappears, unknowningly she brings the one person she never wanted to see again back into her life.
Pairings: 01+Sylvia Noventa, 02+OC
Fallaces Sunt Rerum Specie.
Chapter 1- Fallaces sunt rerum species.
Sylvia Noventa looked into the mirror before her. It was almost a year after her beloved grandfather's death and when she met that weird boy who claimed to be his murder. She traveled back then to visit with her grandmother, then left to mourn and receive some peace in Seville, Spain. She had grown a lot in that short amount of time. Her short blonde hair was now down past her shoulders. She was taller, and she filled out more, having finally hit puberty. She was still girlie, wearing pink and other conservative clothing. She continued to examine herself in the mirror. None of the heartache she felt was apparent on the outside, she wore a mask of calmness. Something she had begun to pride herself on. Her skin was darker from many visits to Costa del Sol. Sylvia made a quick glance at the door near her mirror to make sure no one was coming.
In the short time it took for her to change physically, she also changed mentally. She was no longer the sweet naïve girl she once was. Now a young woman that had seen and began to understand the world stood in her place. Sylvia began to do what most people her age do. She began to crave adventure and change. It was long past the time for a change. The war was over and people were moving on, so should she. She was tired of being the daughter of Poor Marshall Noventa, who was tragically killed. It was time for her to go about the world on her own two feet, to find her own niche.
Sylvia took at deep breath and moved over to her dresser. On it was a kit for dying hair and some salon style scissors used for cutting hair. She needed to do this. She needed this change. The box of the hair dye showed a woman with dark brown hair that was almost black and auburn highlights that added to the beauty of the color. A picture of an actress long since died, lay on her dresser. The blonde woman's hair was cut into layer around her face. Sylvia made up her mind that the cut would look good on her. Screwing up her courage she began to prepare the dye. Sylvia took one last glance at her about to be old reflection and then continued to mix the repugnant chemicals.
Two hours later a new girl stared in the mirror back at Sylvia Noventa. She had long dark brown hair that was almost black, which was cut into layers framing her face. She wore a plain white t-shirt instead of a frilly pink blouse and a pair of gray khakis instead of a floral pattern skirt. Contacts changed her eyes from a common green to a dark forest green and the tightness of her clothing showed off her curves nicely. One would not even begin to think this girl as Sylvia Noventa. Now that she had changed her appearance, Sylvia needed to change her name. If she wanted freedom, calling herself Sylvia Noventa was not going to grant her what she badly needed. She began to think of first names that she like. Exotic names like Aislinn, Mircea, and Nadeshiko past through her thoughts as did common names like Madison, Carrie, and Ashley. Out of nowhere a quote came to her mind.
"Fallaces sunt rerum specie. The appearance of things are deceptive. By the late and great Seneca." Sylvia recited out loud. Her voice seemed to change with her appearance.
"Seneca…Sene…Sienna, yeah I like that Sienna." She smiled.
"Sienna Livi Annaeus." A dark smiled played on her lips as she walked out of her apartment in Seville and she never turned back.
****
Sylvia looked around at her surroundings. She was on L2 and it had been two weeks since she had run away from being Sylvia Noventa and into changing into Sienna Annaeus. She was running out of money quickly and it looked like finding a job soon should be near impossible. She did not have many talents and no resume. She did have some useful talents like mechanics; it was a secret passion of hers. Sienna continued down the cracked sidewalk pausing only to smile at the little children that were as broke as she. She had her head up in the clouds, not noticing anything. Not even the red convertible that was barreling towards her as she crossed an intersection.
"Ohmigod!" A girl shouted causing Sylvia to look up; she saw the car coming towards her and she froze. A body slammed into her pushing her out of the way of the car and on to the sidewalk. The driver of the red convertible stop long enough to call Sylvia a stupid whore and the person that saved her a crazy fucker. The girl who screamed came over to check and see if both the savior and victim were okay. The savior pushed himself off of Sylvia sitting back on his heels to make sure she was fine.
"Are you alright miss?" The boy asked, he stretched his arm behind his head showing his nervousness of the situation. Sylvia nodded at him to indicate that she was fine. The other girl reached them and helped Sylvia up as the boy got up on his own. The girl turned and glared at the boy for a reach only known to them.
"Duo what the fuck do you think you were doing pulling a crazy ass stunt like that?" She asked looking at him, she continued before he could answer. "At least you had a noble reason for it but damn that scared the fuck out of me." She placed her hands on her hips. Sylvia looked at the girl; she was pretty and blonde with blue/green eyes. She had a slight British accent.
"What the fuck was I going to do Kandie? Let miss snow-white get hit by a fucking car?" Duo answered, Kandie huffed.
"Sienna, my name is Sienna, not snow-white, though thanks for the compliment and the save." Two weeks on the street and the culture voice of Sylvia was changed to the Northeastern American voice of Sienna complete with Slang.
"No prob, Sienna, oh this is Kandie Winner." Duo said introducing the blonde girl. Hi was what the girl said back. Duo looked over at Sylvia, scrutinizing her.
"I'm Duo Maxwell, and you look like you need a job." Sylvia blinked. "I own a salvage yard over on the East Side, I could use some help, if you want it." He offered her being the valiant rescuer of all things female. Sylvia could not believe her luck. A job offer like that. It was also at a Salvage yard, where her mechanic skill would be useful.
"Sí! I would love the job, I can do mechanics but I have never had a job as one, plus I'm good at typing and I speak three languages, Spanish, English, and Japanese." Duo smiled, the girl would be useful.
"Alright Ms. Sienna…"He waited for her to supply her last name.
"Annaeus, Sienna Annaeus." Sylvia shook hands with Duo Maxwell. She smiled as he told her to get to the salvage yard on her way home. It was her first big break. She was on her way now, finally becoming her own person. She was happy.
Her happiness continued until she entered her apartment. It was a small Japanese style apartment in a part of the colony called the Spanish Harlem. Though Sylvia was not Mexican or any of the other South American countries, she was Spanish, her family was from Spain. She settled here for the familiarity of the language and customs. She found it interesting but it did not matter. She was tired.
Sylvia sat down on her couch, propping her sore legs. She turned on the news deciding to watch it in English. A hurricane was going to hit an American city call New Orleans. A famous writer, Aislinn Eckhoff married on Saturday to Murphy McManus. Actress Kerry Scanlon's new movie "All Gone" grossed about 4 billion this weekend alone. The controversy of the art show by Artist Ashley Rabon continues with Vice-Foreign Minster Relena Dorlian condemning the paints for the show of violent death and depiction of her as the anti-christ. The reporter continued to blare other mindless information. Sylvia was almost asleep until the reporter said same news that caught her attention.
"Sylvia Noventa, Granddaughter of Field Marshall Noventa, is still missing, Mrs. Noventa has asked the preventor's office for help in finding the girl. We wish her luck, and pray for Sylvia's cave return."
Fuck was all that Sylvia could think of, she did not need them to find her now.
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Kandie is from my friend Ataenushi-Maxwell's story Desert Rose, she let me use her.