Travelers From Another World
~Prologue~
~Kumu's POV~
The days were always the same. Pick fruit, lunch break, return to picking fruit. I hated it greatly, especially the way my supervisors treated me. It was always "pick more" or "you aren't picking enough". If you had heard that the prestigious guild "Grand Chase" was recruiting straight from your one-horse town, you'd want to get away from this, right?
"You will do nothing of the sort." Right. There was my mother to deal with. Worse than all the supervisors put together. Her black hair, straight as the beating sticks the supervisors carried, and brown eyes, cold as her personality, showed how much she protested. "Picking fruit was always your job, and it will always be your job. Keep your flights of fantasy out of my line of work."
"At least I have ambition..." I automatically bit my tongue, wishing I hadn't said the words.
"I will have the supervisor give you 40 lashes for that." I really wished I hadn't said that. "Return to your quarters, now. You aren't something worthy of the Grand Chase Knights anyway, trust me when I say that."
I did as I was told, hesitant to allow myself to gain more lashes. Upon exiting the building to go to my living quarters, I noticed how few supervisors were still out. Maybe now was my chance... Town was only a few miles away. I could make it by morning.
Grand Chase, here I come!
New A/N: Decided to rewrite this story due to it needing it. Badly. Previously this prologue was absolutely atrocious and didn't even deserve to be on this website, so hopefully this one is a bit better, although a bit shorter.
Old A/N
Random, I know. It's leading up to something, I promise. And I'm sorry if this story ends up disappointing you, reader(s). ;-;
This and Chapter 1 are the shortest parts of this fic, I promise! Really!