Disclaimer: I do not own Team Fortress 2 or any of the characters in it. They belong to Valve. I am writing this purely for fun. No profit will be made.
This story is about my OC Scout, Robin. Hope it isn't too bad. Review please!
The door slammed open and young Galen ran into the room, a serious look setting his features. His two younger siblings sat on the floor, little wooden blocks in their hands. At his arrival, his sister, Robin, glanced up at him with wide green and brown eyes.
"What's wrong?" She timidly asked. Galen rushed over to them and lifted his brother, Luka, into his arms.
Smack!
The sound echoed through the house, causing all three children to stare at their door. The sharp sound was followed by a hollow thudding. Robin moved towards the door, wanted to see what happened, but was stopped by her older brother's hand on her sleeve.
"No! Come on, we have to hide!"
Crack! Slam!
The loud crashing made Robin squeal and she let Galen drag her to the closet door. Luka had begun to cry, the toddler sniffling and whimpering into his brother's shoulder. Galen opened the door and ushered Robin in, shushing her and glancing to the door one last time. The girl settled into the back of the closet, huddling under the hanging shirts and on top of a pile of pants. Her large eyes were watering and her lower lip stuck out as she tried not to cry. Galen slipped in after her, balancing Luka in one arm and closing the door with the other.
The closet was plunged into inky darkness and Galen tried again to silence his siblings. Once they quieted, another sound came through the door. Muffled yelling reached their ears and they could not make it out. A woman's voice, followed by a man's and then another thud. The crashing of silverware on the floor sounded, then glass shattering, then nothing.
Silence met them, now, and they could hear their hearts in their ears. Luka hiccuped once and it could have been a shriek in the quiet. Robin scooted closer to her big brother, grasping for his hand in the dark.
"Brothe-"
"Ssh!" Galen hissed in the dark. Robin ducked her head and her small shoulders heaved with silent sobs. Minutes ticked by and the children's knees began to ache from kneeling. All was still quiet, not even the floorboards creaked like they did before. The eldest child felt worry sink in his chest and he held Luka closer. The tiny boy's arms tightened around his neck, squeezing. Galen squeezed back, trying to reassure his little brother. Robin had moved so she was pressed up against his side and she buried her face in the crook where his arm and back met. He slipped an arm around her, too, and they sat like that for minutes more.
Suddenly, a wooden creak sounded just outside, like a door swinging open. Galen sat straight and held his breath. Robin clutched his shirt and bit her lip to stay quiet. The children waited, listening, then a voice called out softly.
"Kids?" Their mother's voice was gentle and all three siblings relaxed. Galen opened the closet door, wincing from the light before moving towards his mother. A smile broke out on the woman's face and she knelt, extending her arms to her children.
"Come on, it's ok." She whispered. Robin ran forward and hugged her mother tightly. Galen followed suit and grabbed her around the neck. The small family embraced each other for a long while. When they finally broke apart, Galen looked at his mother, eyes scanning her face. A bruise was blossoming on her jawline and her lip was split. The young boy put a hand to her face, question forming on his lips, but his mother smiled and took his hand in her own.
"It's ok, Galen. Right now, you have to pack." The boy was confused, worry overtaking his want to obey.
"Why, Mama? What's wrong?"
"Nothing, my love. Just do what I say. Get your stuff and Luka's. I will help Robin." At that, she stood and took her daughter's hand, leading her over to her bureau. Galen hefted Luka higher in his arms and moved to pack their clothes. It was all done in silence and in a few minutes. Once they were all set, their mother beckoned them out the door. Galen led, while his mother and Robin came after.
They passed through the hallway into the foyer, where Galen noticed a broken plate beneath the mantle. The pieces were small, but he still stepped around them, eyes focused on the tiny glass fragments. He threw a glance at his mother and she just nodded her head to the doorway.
"Go on, Galen. Don't worry about it." Galen bit his lip and reached out, turning the door handle and stepping out onto the street.
The family left their house that night, shivering in the frigid air and never returned. None of them seemed to notice the bloodstain on the floorboards and if they did, none of them ever admitted it.
Well, there's the prologue to 'Little Bird'. Hope it was alright! More coming soon! :D Next Chapter: Home Is Where The Heart Is. Now, to explain something: Robin has heterochromia (two different coloured eyes). Her right eye is green and her left is brown. Just so you know...