This chapter is a little start for my first OC.

Disclaimer: Anything from here, that you recognize from the game, is the stuff that I don't own. That belongs to Nintento and Intelligent Systems.

Enjoy!

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She reached the top of the hill. She had been walking for a few days and wanted to find a decent place to rest. When she scouted around, she saw a small village at the foot of the rise. She was about to keep walking off, not wanting to disturb the peaceful atmosphere, but the aches in her legs, the tire of her body, and the rumble of her stomach made her change her mind.

She passed through the gate of the village cautiously. Nobody seemed to be bothered by her presence or even seemed to notice her, which she was fine with. She saw a bench that was facing a fountain, and decided to sit there and watch the small children play. As she was watching them, she couldn't help but think that where she had come from, she was the only kid in a grown-up environment. A splash was heard and she was brought back into reality. When she looked, she saw that one of the kids fell into the fountain and the others gathered around to help the little boy out. As soon as he got out, the others jumped in and out to make sure that he wasn't the only one wet. A woman finally shooed them away and they started to laugh with each other and ran.

She started laughing after seeing this, but then her laughs turned into sobs. This went on for a while until she was felt a hand on her shoulder. "Are you okay?" She was afraid to see who the person was, so she grabbed her bag and ran out the gates.

Once she reached the top of the hill, she dropped herself into a heap on the ground. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I-I couldn't do anything… I couldn't… I wanted to… to stop it…"

As few moments past, she heard footsteps coming her way. She wiped the tears from her face, anxiously, and was pushing her back as close as she could to the tree. When the footsteps stopped, she hesitated before looking up and saw a man looking back down at her. He smiled and stuck his hand out for her to grab. Everything then faded to black in her eyes.

She tried to look around through her tears. There was a man holding onto her shirt collar yelling at her to stop crying, but she didn't. She couldn't. He tried putting her on a horse, but she wouldn't comply. This was upsetting him, so finally he drew his hand back and he slapped her hard enough to knock her out.

She woke up to find herself on a horse, galloping its way, through the dark, to a large camp. As it came to a stop, she was hulled over a person's shoulder. She couldn't see much because the side of her face was swollen, but she could tell that she was going through rooms and hallways. The air was filled with the sent of liquor and an overpowering, musky smell. There were men talking and laughing. It all faded, though, when they went into a room and a door was shut. She was dropped onto the floor facing the man sitting at a desk. Quickly, she got onto her feet.

"What's this?" the man in front of her grumbled.

"Uh… a girl th-that we found at the last v-village, sir."

"So why is she here?"

"I, uh… She… Um, well… She was singin' and you said that we could u-use a song bird here…" The man at the desk put his hand up to silence the man talking. He leaned over his desk to face her. "What's your name, girl?" She noticed that his left eye, which he squinted, was clouded and blind.

A moment had passed after the man asked the question, and by the time, the other man, who was standing beside her, gave a quick kick to her calf. She winced thinking that more hits were coming.

"I'm-I'm… My name is…" She was stuttering as much as the man beside her had been.

He was losing his patients. "Well, out with it girl!" She flinched.

She didn't want to tell him her name but she had to say something quick. "My name is Ja-uh… Mai."

With his good eye, the man was studying her. "How old are you, girl?" Even after she told him the name, he still didn't use it.

"…Ten…"

He leaned back into his chair and directed his voice to the other man, while still keeping his sight on her. "Give Mai a small room."

"Like the closet?"

"No, you scum. Did I say the closet?"

"N-no s-sir! I'll find a room for her."

"Go, you're wasting my time. The next time something like this happens, I'm going to give her your job and you and I are going' to have matching eyes sets. Now leave!" They quickly shuffled out of the room and she followed when he began walking.

They reached a dark room where he pushed her in, but before she could fall, he grabbed her shoulder and turned her around. Then, in an all too familiar form, he took his hand and pulled it back. She knew what was coming and closed her eyes as tight as she could.

Nothing came. She opened her eyes and found herself in a never ending white space. She remembered that that was how all the bad things started, but she couldn't remember anything before that. She shook her head. Looking around, her eyes stopped on two things that weren't that far away.

She began walking in the direction to where the figures were at. She got close enough to see that the two forms were people chatting, but they were too blurry for her to depict who they were.

As she got closer, she noticed that the two were a man and a woman. Something in her head told her that they were there for her, she started running towards them. She couldn't help but cry. She was so overjoyed.

Getting only a few feet close them, she was stopped by an invisible wall. They didn't noticed her though."Uh… Are you…"

"It was no trouble at-" The woman cut herself off at mid-sentence and looked at hear. "Oh look. She's saying something in her sleep."

"But I'm not asleep…"

The man standing next to the woman replied, "What is she trying to say? Poor girl, I wish she would wake up soon… She seemed to have been through a lot." She remembered hearing that voice before.

Time had passed until the woman finally piped up again. "Well, I'll leave you alone to watch over her now."

"Okay, good-bye then. And thank you for the help."

"Anytime." With that, the woman walked away, becoming a smudge that gradually disappeared.

After the woman left, the man came closer to her and patted her head. Even when he was close she still couldn't see his face. He retrieved his hand and looked away. She started to back away from him until her stomach rumbled and she moaned because of the pain. She wondered what he was going to do, but he looked at her and then walked the other way. "W-wait…" She whispered, reaching for him. "WAIT!"

The man was gone too. She shook her head and began to walk back in the direction from where she came, going on through the endless white nothing. This went on for a while, until she heard footsteps coming up behind her. She stopped, and so did the footsteps. She forbade herself to turn around and look. After a minute passed and she continued to walking.

She was curious as to who it was and turned around. Whoever it was wasn't longer there anymore. "I should've at least seen who it was."

She was about to walk in the same direction again, but then stopped when she saw an overpowering light. She twisted around but had to put her hand up to shade her eyes. When her vision somewhat adjusted, she saw an arrow coming straight at her. Her reflexes were slow because she barely had time to see it coming. The arrow stopped right in front of her, just an arm's reach away.

She got closer to it and held her hand out. And, as if on cue, it dropped into her palm. She studied it for some time, and then looked at the area from where it came. She saw a clear sight of an archer, no, a sniper. He was the clearest thing there. And he had a very stern look in his face and he looked older than her, probably by a few years. He had tan, almost silver, colored hair and wore a long pale blue jacket. "Who are you?" she asked, but in answer, he just gave a smirk.

He put another arrow in the large bow he had, pulled back and shot it right at her. She thought that it was going to stop like the first one did, but it didn't stop and was going right at her chest. It reached her heart…

She opened her eyes and shot up. She felt around her torso to make sure there wasn't any puncture wounds and let out a sigh of relief once she didn't feel anything out of the ordinary. "Oh great, you're finally up," She jumped when she heard the voice. She turned her head to see who it was and saw a man with a platter of food. He was the same man from before. "When I saw you crying on the bench, I went to see if you were alright, but you ran away. I was concerned so I followed you to the top of the hill and you went unconscious. And I was getting a little worried that you weren't going to wake up because you've been asleep for the whole day."

She looked around as he continued talking. "So what do people call you?"

"Huh?" She looked back at him.

"What's your name?"

"I'm…" she wanted to say her real name, to start over, but went against it and gave the name she had been using. She looked away before saying it. "It's Mai." She jumped off the bed she was on and began walking to the door, but looked down and saw the she was missing her satchel and was in completely in different clothes. She began feeling panicky. "Wha-where's my bag?" she asked. "And my clothes?"

"The bag? It's on the chair right there." He pointed at the chair beside the bed. It seemed untouched. "And your clothes are drying."

There were so many more questions going through her head, and he probably could see this in her face expression. He let out a sigh as he was getting ready to tell everything that happened. "Well, after you went cold, I brought you back. A neighbor of mine saw and asked to help. I said sure and left to prepare a room for you. I guess you were bathed, your wounds were cleaned up, and your clothes were taken…" He stopped talking as soon as he saw Mai get red and saw that she bore an uncomfortable expression. "Wait, wait, wait. My neighbor, she's a woman, she cleaned you up. Okay? I wasn't around when this was happening. You were in at her house being cleaned and whatever. Like I said, I was in here preparing a room for you." When he said this, Mai relaxed a bit.

She slung her bag over her back and looked back at him. "Thank you for what you and your neighbor did for me. I should be going now so I won't be more of a bother to you. And I'll get my clothes too."

"Well, your clothes are still drying and you're no trouble, so you can still stay here. Oh and just to let you know, when you were sleeping you were holding onto your stomach, so I'm guessing that you're really hunger. You don't look like you've eaten in a while."

She began eyeing the platter that he held. "Well, I…"

"It's fine, really. I actually got this food for you."

"Oh… Um… Okay." She sat back on to the bed and started eating at the food hastily.

As her pace was slowing down, he asked, "How old are you?"

"Just fourteen. How old are you? …Wait, you don't need to answer-"

He interrupted her with a chuckle. "It's fine. I'm thirty-eight. That's old enough to be father." He saw the discomfort in her eyes and cleared his throat. "So, uh, was the food good?" He asked, hoping to change the subject.

She just nodded her head slowly. And finally, she looked back at him. "What's your name?"

"I didn't tell you, did I? My name is Cyrez. I guess I'm kind of like the guardian for this hamlet in Carcino. And I'm also the owner of a store."

"What kind of store?" He looked away and gave a shrug to answer her question.

"Hey. I have some questions for you now."

"What is it?" She looked at him curiously.

"Why were you just wandering off into nowhere, by yourself? Aren't your parents worried about you? Where do you live? Wh-…" He stopped himself before he could ask any more questions. He wanted to hear her response. He could tell that she was feeling uneasy, but he wanted to know.

She couldn't answer him. She didn't want to tell him. She had to come up with something quick. "Well, uh, um… you see, I… I…"

A/N: This would be the beginnings of my first fanfic. What do you think? Reviews and feedback appreciated!

And the next chapter is about the other OC.