Here is a fic full of Oc, with the couples of OCXOC, OCXDamon and OCXSage. The character are me and my friends, plus one another oc I create for my own. There will be also a relationship of DaughterFather like for an OC and Damon.
I have to admit that the first chapter isn't truly exciting, but it'll get way more interesting later on, with some action. All of the OCs there are principal characters, about the mom, obviosly.
Now, on with the story.
In a dark room, plunged into semi-darkness were three girls, sat in a circle. The first one had long waist-length brown hair that ends in a shiny blond. She was curvy and had glimmering blue eyes. The tallest of the three wore a simple black shirt and some skinny jeans, along with her signature black converses. Her name was Spencer Jenkins.
The second one had somewhat dark blond hair, falling down to her midback. Her eyes were an indescribable shade of green, as mixed with a dark yellow. She was the shortest of them all, even if the other one wasn't truly taller than her. She gets her bangs off of her face by a black hairband. She wore a pink t-shirt with some jeans. She was completely flat-chested; her friends couldn't do anything than tease her about that. Her name was Mitchela Strickland.
The last one was the most boyish in them all. Having a boyish haircut, short with her bangs move to the left, almost hiding her eyes, but short enough to not do so. Two hairclips disposed in an x was holding her hair on the left. Her hair was blond while her eyes was blue-green, shifting with this color. She was the second shortest and she was neither flat-chested nor really curvy, right in the middle, but she was hid under her loose clothes she wore. She wore some black sweat pants along with a grey sweat-shirt. Her signature fedora hat was on her head, black with a pink ribbon at the base. Her name was Siho Nakaguma.
"We'll miss you when you'll go at this Kinorrisu town." said Spencer. Siho was a participant of an exchange students program, going to the town of Kinorrisu. Both of her friend was sad, even thought Siho was extremely happy about it.
"Bah, I'll call! We'll keep in touch while I'll be there; I swear!" shout the short blond.
"That's it! You won't miss us?" asked Mitchela, faking to be hurt.
"Sure I'll miss you two!" replied the tomboy, hugging her friend. They laughed.
"Still… Your flight is tomorrow… Too soon." Spencer shook her head. "It won't be the same without you. "
"Bah! You can live without me! I just won't be there to save your ass if there is a zombie apocalypse!" shouts Siho, smiling widely.
"The chances of a zombie apocalypse are highly impossible, you know that?" replied Mitchela, arching an eyebrow.
"That's false. If experimentation about whatever it could be would turn badly, it could make people turning in living dead." pouted Siho, being childish.
"That's it! You listen to too much of horror movies, Siho!" semi-yelled Spencer.
They laughed again as Siho's mother send them to sleep, the short-haired girl having to leave early.
…
Siho slammed the alarm clock as it began yelling. She groaned, getting up. Her asleep friends were lying on the bed disposed on the floor, both beginning to waking up as Siho hit them.
"Wake up sleepy ass!" she shouts, heading toward the kitchen.
The two others stood up, following their enthusiast friend to eat breakfast.
….
Siho was standing in front of her airplane, her friends at each side of her.
"It's time to go I guess." whispered Siho, taking her yellow luggage. Mitchela nodded.
"Be safe okay? Don't talk to strangers!" said Spencer, hugging Siho after the shortest did so.
"How am I supposed to make friend them?" replied the girl, smiling weakly. They hugged one last time before Siho entered the planes, waving goodbye to her friend while the door closed.
She sighed, going to her seat. She sat beside a man that she had never seen. But it was normal: why would she know everyone who enters in a plane?
The man had black hair and black eyes, matching his all-black outfits. She looked at him shylessly, completely fixing him. He looked at her frowning.
"What do you want?" he asked coldly, staring back at Siho.
"Nothing." She answered, still fixing him. He sighed.
"Why are you staring at me?" he asked more softly, but still with a hint of bitterness.
"Nothing." She answered stubbornly, as she kept staring.
"What?" he snapped, the hint of softness fading away.
"You aren't normal." She said emotionlessly, turning her head toward the small screen in front of them, showing a movie.
The man frowned. Did… Did she know?
"Why I am not normal?" he asked.
"It's only a presentiment." She answered, sill emotionlessly. Her normal lively eyes seemed to have dimed, being darker, as she was deep in thought.
"What's your name?" asked the man, on a conversional tone.
"Hmm…. Siho Nakaguma." Even if the blond had a feeling that the man was abnormal, she still trusts him somehow, not feeling that she should be extra careful around him. She was at ease, the man not scaring her a single bit. Her instinct told her that she could trust him; she always had followed it and it never betrayed her. "What's yours?" she wondered, her curious nature getting back with strength.
"Damon DeSangue. Happy to meet you young girl." He said, smirking.
"Same for me." She said, smiling back. Then, she interiorly laughed. This guy would be of Spencer's taste. She would fawn over him.
"Where are you going then, Siho?" Damon asked, staring at her with these black orbs.
"At the town of Kinorrisu. And you?" she wondered.
"Same place. So much of coincidence, isn't it?" the black-haired man said.
"So much! It's abnormal… Anyway, do you have any jobs?" Siho asked.
"I look for one available there I guess. And you? Are you still in school?" he asked.
"Yes. I'm actually on an exchange students program and…" she began as the conversation started between them, during all the flight.