Summary: Katrina (Fem!Karkat) holds a secret deep inside her memories that even she's not aware of. Her father, also known as the Signless, went missing when she was 10, leaving her completely by herself. Now two different groups are after this secret. Who does she have to trust? Who will she go with? But most important, what is this secret?
Possible Pairings: Fem!Karkat/Gamzee, One-Sided Psiionic/Condesce, Sufferer/Disciple, more to come eventually
Characters: Trolls/Human!Trolls and Ancestors
Fem!Karkat- Katrina Vantas (undecided)
Gamzee- George Makora (black)
Nepeta- Nora Leijon (black)
Sollux- Sean Captor (black)
Aradia- Amy Megido (black)
Vriska- Valerie Serket (enemy)
Tavros- Tyler Nitram (enemy)
Feferi- Fawn Peixes (enemy)
Eridan- Eran Ampora (enemy)
Equius- Eric Zahhak (enemy)
Terezi- Tiffany Pyrope (enemy)
Kanaya- Kate/Katherine Maryam (black)
Sufferer - black (leader)
Disciple - black (2nd in command)
Psiionic - black
Dolores - black
Summoner - enemy ((sort of))
Mindfang - enemy
Highblood - enemy (2nd in command)
Executioner - enemy
RedGlare - enemy ((sort of))
DualScar - enemy
Condesce - enemy (leader)
HandMaid - neutral (but tends to favor The Black Parade)
Homestuck and all it's characters belong to Andrew Hussie.
In these parallel worlds, there are three groups of people. Those of us who follow the Singless' teachings and thier descendants, those who do not follow his teachings and wish to destroy us that do and their descendants, and then those who have no idea as to what or even who we are.
Those of us who follow the Signless are referred to as 'The Black Parade'. Our leaders, or our parents, are The Sufferer, The Disciple, The Psiionic, and The Dolores. In our ranks we have Leijon, Captor, Maryam, and Makora. Vantas was once in our ranks but he has recently fallen. We have no record of the Signless having any other Descendants.
Report by: Captor
Katrina used to be so happy when she was younger. She would always wait up at night for her brother to come home. Every night he came home at 11:11 pm without fail. But he was almost always covered in injuries, so it would be up to her to help him dress his wounds. Her Father was an odd one. He would always be home during most of the day. The two of them usually left the house at about 3 pm everyday. Her brother always wore a gray cloak with the bottom edge torn up, the gray hood had two holes on top of it with red seams coming from each hole to the front of the hood, the black sleeveless top that held under his armpits had the same red color strips on the top and bottom and a larger one down the center and back, black leggings, and a chain necklace that had a gray Cancer sign dangling from it. Her father wore a similar outfit just larger to fit his frame. Her Father tended not to come back home until around Midnight, which was after she had passed out on the futon with her brother. At the time she was only 6.
Two weeks after she had turned 7, she stayed up and waited for her brother. 11:11 had long since passed but she wouldn't go to sleep until he came back. Mostly due to her insomnia, it was the worst when she was at the house alone. Her Father came home to find her still sitting there in the entryway. She looked up and met her Father's dark blood red eyes.
"Dad..? Where…. Where's my brother?" He walked over to and kneeled in front of her. He placed his hands on her shoulders, took a deep breath, and looked her straight in the eye.
"Your brother has been killed. Do not be angry at him, his killer, or anyone for that matter. There is nothing to be done now, but that means that we will need to talk tomorrow and you will have to learn quickly my girl." He wrapped his arms around her small fragile body as red tears fell down her face. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I never wanted this to happen. I never wanted to have to bring you into all of this." Katrina raised her arms and hugged him back as best she could. He pulled back, "Katrina Vantas. I need you to promise me something okay?" She nodded, "You need to promise me from this point on that you will never cry, that you will stay strong, and that you won't speak of anything I tell you about from now with anyone. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand. I promise Father…" She wiped away any stray tears and followed her Father to his office. She fell asleep there with him that night.
He taught her about 'The Black Parade' and immediately began training her in spells and in fighting. He taught her how to read the documents he had in his office and the code he had invented himself. He had also started to stay home everyday and, what seemed to her, never really left the house. She was a fast learner and tried her best, but there was also balancing training with school. She did fairly well in keeping up with her studies and schoolwork, but it was difficult but she did actually really well in juggling both.
Sadly their time was cut short. When she was 10, she came home from school to find her Father gone. She called out but got no response. The house just felt so empty and desolate. She searched the house and only found a note talking about the punishment and trial of The Signless. She knew that that was what her Father was known as and the rest of that particular sentance also called him "the soon to be known as The Sufferer". It was signed by someone named the E%ecutioner. She remembered crying that whole night in that empty house, despite her promise to her Father.
Nowadays she keeps up with her studies and keeps mostly to herself. People stay away from her as a general rule because of how different she looked in comparison to them. She had shoulder length coal black hair that stuck out at weird angles here and there, skin so pale it seemed almost white, and her eyes, oh her eyes are what always caused the most trouble for her. Under normal conditions her eyes sat at more of an amber color, but when she got mad, frustrated, or just upset in general they turned bright blood red. This is what terrified most people and kept them away. She practically always wore a pair of dark blue jeans, a red t-shirt, a black hoodie that hung loosely around her frame and just about over her hands, gray tennis shoes, and a gray Cancer symbol on a thin chain around her neck. She had a skinny build and stood at 5'4".
Today had seemed the same as any other, but something felt… off to her. When the bell rang for 5th period to start and everyone was seated and quiet the teacher brought someone in from the hallway.
"Class, I would like you to meet our newest student." She turned towards the boy real quick, "Would you like to introduce yourself?"
"YeS. YeS i WoUlD." The boy turned towards the class and spoke.
"HeY eVeRyOnE, mY nAmE iS gEoRgE DaNiElS. It'S a PlEaSuRe To MeEt YaLl. :OD"
Everyone stared at George, it really couldn't be helped. His black hair seemed to go every which way, the odd make-up on his face, he seemed near as pale as Katrina herslef but not quite, his tall lanky body, and his speech pattern more than anything was what really freaked the other students out.
"Um.. anyhow… Mr. Daniels, why don't you take the seat over by Ms. Katrina Vantas. Katrina please raise your hand." She raised her hand half way off the desk in response to the request.
George smiled and walked over to where she was. He set his bookbag beside the table and sat down. He slumped in his chair to the point of where his head was practically in-line with hers. He looked over towards her and smiled with a surreal look, while she looked back at him blankly.
"HeY tHeRe My MoThErFuCkIn' SiStEr. WhAt'S uP?"
Katrina really had no idea who this guy was or even what he wanted. She sighed before responding to the odd boy next to her.
"What do you want?" He gave her a rather confused look.
"WhAt Do YoU mEaN?"
"What do want from me, 'cause it's kind of obvious if your sitting here and talking to me it means you want something from me. It doesn't get much simpler than that." He just stared confusedly back at her. She shook her head and sighed before turning back to face the front of the room.
Although she wasn't looking at him, George's eyebrows were furrowed as though he was thinking hard. He turned towards the front as well and put his facade back in place. He didn't pay any mind towards the lesson, seeing as how there was no reason for him to, and instead let his mind wander over his target. It was supposedly the Signless' only other descendant. He knew that he was looking for a girl who looked similair to and had similair abilities as Vantas, her brother and his best friend. But low and behold, it seems like he may have found right off the bat. Now he just needed to confirm it and take her back with him to HQ. If this Katrina isn't the girl he was looking for, then he was all the way back to square one. He shrugged and just listened instead to the teacher's voice droning on and on about whatever.