Disclaimer: I don't own Elsword
Hi guys! Decided to re write one of my old stories...some might remember it, but I'm going to change it...so I hope you like it :)
I'll protect you
Chapter one
It was a sunny day nothing out of the ordinary was going to happen. The loud piercing whistle of the train blew, indicating its departure. Inside the train, a red haired boy rested his head on his right hand and stared out the window, with a bored expression on his face.
His name was Elsword Sieghart. He wore a simple vest, and opposing long white pants. He continued to stare outside the window lost in his trance at the scenery passing by him.
There was the sound of a sliding door, before a middle aged woman walked inside the carriage with a little boy beside her.
"Look!" The little boy exclaimed, pointing at the mountains in the distance. "It's mountains!"
Elsword smiled at the little boy.
"He seems happy," Elsword said to the woman.
The woman turned to look at him and returned the smile.
"Yes," she said. "It's his first time going to Velder. Is it your first time as well?"
"Mine? No it isn't. I went there a long time ago."
Elsword turned and stared out the window.
"So is there a reason why you are going to Velder?" the woman asked.
The red haired boy turned and gazed at the woman. His warm crimson eyes were now cold and emotionless.
"I have someone that I must kill," he replied.
Aisha sneezed.
"I wonder if someone's talking about me," She muttered sarcastically.
It was winter time in Velder, nothing out of the ordinary. It was the weekends and the purplette was strolling through the park, a white coat over her body. Her purple hair was tied into two childish pigtails, with a white beanie on her head.
She walked beside the busy road, her purple handbag slung onto her shoulder. In each hand she held a plastic bag full of groceries.
Aisha quickly reached inside her bag, producing her purple phone.
"It's already 4:30?" she thought to herself.
She silently cursed in her head. She was going to be late.
Aisha quickened her pace and turned at the corner of the road, before carrying on towards her house.
She passed the train station, where there was some sort of commotion. Aisha stopped in her tracks, and peered through the fence. There were voices that could be heard and an ambulance team already there.
"She's dead," Aisha heard one of the people say. "How awful, her throat has been slit. Even her little boy was killed the same way."
"A murder? I should probably go home quickly."
She turned and suddenly collided with someone. The shopping bags in her hands were now on the floor.
"Are you okay?" a voice asked.
Aisha looked up, a pair of crimson eyes staring back at her purple ones. A young boy around her age offered his hand. She accepted it, and the boy pulled her to her feet.
"Damn it," Aisha cursed.
She bent over and with the help of the red haired boy, quickly gathered the shopping.
"Sorry about that," the boy muttered. "I'm new to Velder."
"Is that so?" the purplette asked. "Well sorry to take up your time, but I really must get home…my parents would be worried by now."
She thanked the boy once more, before walking past him.
"Do you need help with those?" the boy asked.
"These? No don't worry about it."
"But I insist."
Aisha turned around and faced the red haired boy. She stared at his face, trying to see any signs of dishonesty.
"Fine," she sighed. "If you insist, carry the milk."
The purple handed the bag to the boy, who took it and lifted it without any effort at all.
"That's a lot of milk," the boy said.
"I drink a lot of it," Aisha answered. "Got a problem with that?"
"No. It's just that you shouldn't drink too much milk just because you want bigger breasts."
Aisha's face reddened, before turning around and slapping the boy in the face.
"Shut up!" she shouted. "It's not because of that! I-It's because…"
"Look, one day they will grow. Just let it gro-"
Aisha slapped the boy again, shutting him up. She took a huge breath and let out a loud sigh.
"Sorry," the boy said suddenly, breaking the silence.
Aisha's eyes widened.
"No no…i-it's fine, it's just that I lose my anger quite a lo-"
"My friend said I shouldn't talk about unnecessary things."
Stunned, Aisha stopped walking. Seeing her stop, the boy turned around.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Suddenly the purplette punched him in the face.
"How can you be so straight forward?" she asked in a deadly tone.
Coughing, the boy looked back surprised by the sudden attack.
"How so?" he asked.
"Whenever you say anything, it's so straight forward it pisses me off. What do your friends think of you?"
"Don't know," he answered. "I don't think I have any."
There was a brief awkward silence, before Aisha grabbed the milk from the boy's hand.
"My home is just around the corner," she said, before storming off. "Now go home."
There was no reply, so the purlette continued to walk.
Suddenly a hand enclosed around Aisha's mouth. Thinking it was the red haired boy the girl broke out of the grip and slapped the attacker.
"There's some life to her after all," the man sneered. "This might be more fun than I thought."
Before Aisha could do anything, two pairs of arms held her arms back.
"Stop it," she said. "Let go of me!"
The three men just laughed.
"You're all ours, so be quiet will you."
Suddenly there was a blur of red, before the first man was thrown backwards. In his place the red haired boy from before stood, cracking his knuckles. In shock, the two men let Aisha fall from their grip.
"Sorry Aisha," the boy apologised. "I shouldn't have left you back then."
Before the other two men could do anything, the boy leapt forward, delivering a kick to the head of one of the men. While he was busy doing that, the other man reached into his shirt pocket and produced a gun.
"Die brat!" the man shouted.
He pulled the trigger and a loud bang echoed through the empty streets. Smoke rose from the gun, before the gun suddenly exploded into the man's face.
"What the hell!?" the man screamed. "What kind of monster are you?!"
Slowly the red haired boy walked up to the man, before waving his hand in front of his face.
"The hot kind…now go to sleep," the boy muttered. "Forget everything that had happened just then, you just got into a fight with your mates because you were drunk."
In his hands, the man fell limp and a loud snore could now be heard.
Behind the boy, Aisha just stared at the incident that had just happened.
"How did you-" she began had begun to ask, before the red haired boy moved his lips to her ear and whispered something inaudible.
Once he said that he stared into Aisha's eyes.
"Go to sleep," he muttered. "Remember what I whispered into your ear."
The purlette's eyes grew heavy. She bit her lip, hoping the pain would keep her awake. But the boy's voice, it sounded so familiar. It felt warm, soft and gentle.
"My name," she muttered.
"What?"
"Y-you said m-my name before," she continued. "How d-did you k-know it?"
The boy smiled gently.
"Magic."
Aisha than turned her head and fell asleep. Gently he lifted her effotlessly and walked towards her home.
"Why. Why don't you remember me?" Elsword whispered.
The school bell rang indicating the start of class. Inside the classroom, Aisha yawned.
"Didn't get any sleep?" her friend Eve asked.
"Yeah," the purple haired girl answered. "I feel like I'm forgetting something."
The door suddenly opened and the teacher Ms Stella walked in, as usual with a frown on her face.
"Class today we have a new student who transferred to our school because of family issues," Ms Stella said. "Make him feel welcome, or you can just be jerks to him, I don't really care."
The door opened and a red haired boy walked into the classroom. He smiled, earning a few giggles from the girls sitting at the back of the classroom.
"Hi," he said. "My name is Elsword Sieghart. As you already heard from the teacher I transferred here because of family issues. Please treat me well."
Suddenly there was a loud bang. Everyone turned to look at Aisha, who had dropped her books.
"Hey Aisha," Elsword said before giving her a smile. 'Nice to see you again."
The purple haired girl nervously laughed. Could her day get any worse?
Sry if it wasn't any good, it's a bit rushed but I hope it made sense...plz give me your thoughts