A lone girl was sitting down at the grassy park trying to forget the foul words that still rang deep in her brain. Gazing up at the beautiful full moon, she closed her eyes.
Play.
Her golden eyes flew open trying to find the source of the voice. She relaxed after finding she was alone. Slowly, with shaking hands, she opened her violin case. She winced as the screams filled her mind and put on her headphones letting the music flow over her. With uncertain hands she played her emotions letting it out into the open night air.
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Her grey eyes were searching the constellations, looking for an answer. Her feet were broken and the doctors all said the same thing, "You will never dance on the stage again".
As if we're going down just like that.
She laughed, and with an unsteady finger traced the stars. Orion, Big Dipper, Andromeda…
…
She scribbled furiously while her green eyes slowly filled with angry tears. She didn't care anymore, her tears stained the paper. Littered around were bits of ruined books. Their jeers and jokes won't ever penetrate her icy façade again.
We'll show them.
She raised her head her head and nodded. A smirk spread across a pained face. She will be like the hail that was raining down outside. Cruel and merciless.
…
The girl's face was contorted in worry as she tried to calm a gaggle of children. She stood up, deciding it was a lost cause. They were a sorry sight, all orphans with nowhere to go, with dirty faces while dressed in only rags. Her blue eyes shone as she tried to remember her mother, as gentle and cold as snow.
I'm right here.
Tears mixed with falling snow as the first notes came to mind. She opened her mouth and began to sing.
…
She was calm. Even as the car struck her parents, even as the doctors rushed and nurses shouted, even as families offered their condolences. She was as calm as the eye of a tornado.
She had no control. Foster homes threw her out, schools proclaimed her a terror even with her exceptional marks and classmates looked on in fear as she purged the school of bullies.
We'll face it together.
The skin of the back of her hand still stung from the tattoo needle. The swirls that represented the tornado seemed to blur as her violet eyes glittered.
…
Just one more day. Then she'll be free. She grinned as she laid out her plans. Tomorrow was the eclipse and just about everyone was watching. Touching the bruises that decorated her body she relished the thought of escape. Inspiration hit her and she started to sketch as amber eyes lit up.
Let's be free.
She grinned down at the wings stained with sky.
…
She was walking outside, soaking in the night. She savored the solitude, black eyes drinking the silence. The young girl, though her mind had long grown into an adult, was escaping from the latest delusion that occupied her mother's mind. Book in hand; she made sure that she had her music player and her sketchbook before departing. Oh why did her sister abandon her now? She missed the only person who understood her and still loved her.
We'll shed these chains.
A small smile played on her lips as she continued to walk down her lonely dark road.
A single emotion rose through their hearts… Free us…from hate, from despair, from ourselves…
Blood and regret overflowed from her body. She knew her time had come, and tears started to stain the pavement as memories bombarded her mind. Being accepted to the prestigious music academy, making her first friend, everything is slipping away from her and onto the pavement. And it's raining; of course it has to rain to make my death more dramatic than it already is. A stray bullet was all it took to take everything away her...gazing up at the cold light of the moon she closed her eyes against her tears. Even you are laughing at pathetic old me…
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Little by little she regains the use of her legs. Little by little she inches closer to death. Perhaps she should've seen the signs? How much everyone seems to hate her, or how a rival was planning to kill her? Doesn't matter now, after all the girl with grey eyes is already off the edge and her killer has already accomplished her goal. Reaching up imploring hand, she falls to an untimely death. Is this really it? In the sky, the stars twinkle in response.
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Shit. The girl winced as another hailstone managed to pummel her. The cruelest bitch in the school is actually protecting something for an extended period time. Heh, the devil is probably angry for freezing hell over. Her green eyes glanced down at the pitiful thing in her arms. It was a small kitten, most likely the runt of the litter. It mewed and she felt the corners of her mouth twitch. Somewhere in the countryside a herd of pigs took to the skies. Her leg was broken from a fight and the hailstones were unforgiving. Unable to get help she sat huddled over the tiny ball of warmth, desperate for it to survive. She knew her battered body was nearing its limit as her vision began to fade. Thus life faded away with a bitter smile.
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Blue eyes shone as the girl swayed unsteadily down a dirty alleyway. Her feet were already blue from the cold, her lips were numb and she couldn't even feel her hands anymore. The orphan managed to make it to a busy street, bustling with activity and bright with lights. She sat at the side letting her breath fog up the air in front of her. It was regrettable that she would die like this. She had promised a few of the smaller children some breakfast when she left the abandoned school in the morning. Now they wouldn't even know she's dead. She tucked up her knees. It was commonplace for the city's unwanted to die in its uncaring streets. Nothing particularly special or shocking. Oh, how tired she was… at least I'll be with Mother soon… She felt the snow pile up around her shivering form. It was like her regret, slowly enveloping her heart. She closed her eyes and let the regret fall.
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It was just a walk to school. The neighborhood kids were crowding around her, trying to get her attention. Ruffle some hair, wiping some dirt off, bonking the naughty ones on the head, and just trying to make sure they get some love before they go to school. None of them knew how to act when it hit. Cars and trees toppled, people screamed and panicked. It felt like she was pushing someone away, telling them to run. Were the kids crying? If someone made them cry she won't forgive them. She desperate, searching for someone… did she find them? All she knows is that there was blood…too much blood for her violet eyes to take in.
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It was supposed to be her bid for freedom… but it was the day she died. He wasn't supposed to come home so early. He wasn't supposed to catch her trying to escape. He wasn't supposed to, in a fit of drunken rage; throw her down the well in the garden. Amber eyes widened in fear as her abusive father approached, a dangerous glint in his eyes. He picked her up kicking and screaming and dumped her in. Soon water began to fill her lungs while her eyes were trained on the sky. The water was murky at best, but it was clear enough for her to catch a glimpse of a darkened world as she slipped deeper into black.
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She could feel the blood pouring out, but only dimly as if it was thrust to the back of her head. As regrets began to spin around her head, she felt a need to voice them, even if only the night can bear witness. "S-sis…I-I wanted to spend more time with you…I wanted to see you get married, heheh." She pauses here, unsure if she should say one of her innermost secrets. Aw, the hell with embarrassment, she's dying over here! "I wanted…I wanted you to walk me down the aisle, if-if I got married" "I also wanted to make my mark on the world… do something with my pathetic life". She coughed up some more blood. It was a good death… saving a child from a truck. She hopes her precious ones would be proud. With that last thought the light behind her black eyes disappeared, leaving glass eyes to gaze up at a cloudy night sky.
Let our emotions resonate across our worlds so we may finally meet…
Heaven looked an awful like a library.
The girl with black eyes, let's call her 'Night', awoke with a pounding headache. Looking around the library, six pairs of eyes immediately trained themselves on Night. A girl with sea-green eyes dropped the book she was reading and shouted out what was on everyone's minds, "WHAT THE FUCK!" to which a blue eyed girl, who had been huddled at the fireplace, coolly replied, "As you can see there are seven different versions of ourselves." Night chuckled to herself. It was like seeing the voices in her head personified. A girl with golden eyes and one with grey ones were trying to break up the quickly escalating fight, with violet and amber eyes adding in insults with sadistic glee.
"Calm down, I'm sure a logical answer will present itself in time."
"Now you shouldn't try to pick fights random people you know."
"Random fights are good for you, haven't you watched Discovery Channel before?"
"…I call bullshit."
"MARSHMALLOOOOOOOOOOWS."
"WTF?"
"Just trying to ease the tension in room…"
"Let's sit and discuss this like gentlemen."
"Marshmallows?"
"Discovery Channel?"
This went on for a while.
3 hours later
The girls managed to establish several things; they seem to be different versions of each other, they all died with great regrets, and they were tied together by Night.
"But… how?" asked the girl with violet eyes (who asked to be referred to as Tornado)
The question was left to hang in the room. Unfortunately their answer came tumbling down through the roof.
"TAKE THAT, SCUM OF THE UNIVERSE! TASTE THE BITTER STING OF DEFEAT! I. AM. BITCHIN'!"
The overeager soldier saluted. "Hi! My name is Kai! I'm reporting for Checkerface-sama!"
The stranger was dressed in an expensive looking suit stained with blood and gun powder (along with a tie in army print), combat boots, and a rifle was strapped across her back. In her hands was a missile launcher, which she proceeded to brandish about the room. "I want your names, age, death, and regrets. NOW!" Hail responded by throwing books at her.
"So-ack!- you're all dead and –oof- and you're all connected by someone in this room." At this point Hail finally managed to nail Kai with Alice in Wonderland. Silently Snow brushed off various literary classics and helped Kai off her feet and onto a luxurious looking couch. Kai made a face and pulled out The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe.
"As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted," Hail gave a non-committal shrug. "You have a special person in your midst." She turned to Night. "Your circumstances are different. Your world's walls have always been thin, allowing parallel worlds to flow through; however, they always have been mere concepts or ideas. There exist ways for people to break through these walls and gain new powers. In your case it's these 'imaginary' friends that you have here. Without you knowing it, your emotions interchange. Have you ever felt despair for no particular reason? That's your hearts calling out and resonating with each other." At this point the girls have unconsciously huddled around Night. "In this case one person served as a link to the rest. Without this person you would've long given into your different despairs."
"What I'm getting to is this; would you, for the sake of your regrets, want to live in another world?" She gestures to the bookshelves. "You get to choose from all these."
Hail was the first one to recover. Hail also managed to make a fool out herself. "Oh my god, what should we pick?Ohmygodohmygod, there's too much, THERE'S TOO MUCH!" Tornado took a glance at a hyperventilating Hail racing through the shelves and calmly stalked over to the manga section. She took a book off the shelf and put it on the mahogany table
"We'll go here."
"Manga? I never thought you were an otaku" said Moon
"Sh-Shut up! Any objections from the rest of us?" replied Tornado, a light blush decorating her pale face.
Eclipse peeked at the cover. "Katekyo Hitman Reborn." She read aloud.
"It's decided then! You seven will go to Katekyo Hitman Reborn! However there are a few things I need to say first. Due to your 'link' being one person you have to live inside that one person. You'll hardly feel the difference; it's like being reborn as one person." Having finished her speech Kai takes out a deck of cards and starts shuffling. "Choose." She says with a smirk. Night reaches out and three cards fly into her hand. "Past: the nine of spades, present: the joker, future: the ace of spades… the present will be fresh starts and risks taken, the future is emotional conflict, obsession, death and things coming to a head." Kai murmurs. She throws the three cards to the ground. A blinding light envelopes them, "I wish you good luck."
Somewhere in Nanimori a girl opens her eyes and smiles.
It's good that I didn't have any nightmares this time. Just a dream of 'that' time…
Rolling off her bed, she heads to the bathroom to start her day. Red eyes and long black hair greet her as she finishes her morning routine. Today was the day her training starts and she wanted to be at her best.
At least that's what she thought.
The tutor was a woman wearing a suit, along with glasses and shoulder length black hair. All in all a professional looking tutor. "So this is the little genius who frightens the adults of the educating world? Alright let's start as soon as we can." She declared with a wolfish grin. "Your name is Rei right?" "Yes, with the kanji meaning zero." Replied Rei, "So who are you?"
"If you can find out my true identity, I'll leave. However just call me the demon tutor for now." the demon tutor teased. "You'll find that the term will be quite fitting."
That was the start of Rei's hell on earth.
Monday was academics which meant university level math, along with chemistry, history, natural history, and computer sciences (hacking).
Tuesday was sports and reflex training.
Wednesday was weaponry and combat training.
Thursday was medical sciences aka how to make grown men die at a flick of the wrist.
Friday was whatever the hell the demon tutor wanted to teach.
The weekends were fieldwork, combat, assassinations and hacking into the Pentagon.
Everything was done at gunpoint. There was a two hour free period every day, not including meals or baths.
This was the schedule Rei followed every day. It was this accursed routine that made her meet Hibari Kyouya.
An innocent day of learning…
A stack of thick books slammed onto the table.
"Go outside and read these." ordered the Spartan teacher.
Rei could feel her eyelid twitch. Quietly she scooped up a book without glancing at the cover and slammed the door open. After all, no matter how annoying it was to read boring textbooks it was better than getting a brain full of bullets. With a mutter of "Bastard teacher." She was off into the sunset streets of Nanimori. She was settling into a swing in a deserted park. It was empty and for the first time Rei appreciated the fear her red eyes instilled in people. Unfortunately, there was another person who liked solitude as much as her. Rei's eyes flashed in annoyance as screams of pain and agony floated into her ears. Sighing, she made her way into the general direction of wails. What greeted her eyes were a gang of middle schoolers lying on the ground and a raven haired boy standing over them. It's a demon in the rubble! A demon in the rubble! screamed someone in her brain. As she turned to walk away, she knew this demon was going to hunt her down.
No choice but to fight…LIKE HELL SHE WAS GOING TO DO THAT. Throwing her book back she ran fast as she could, hoping her book would distract him long enough for her to escape. It was unfortunate that it did indeed distract him. "Hm, an interesting herbivore has shown…" he murmured, flipping the cover. It was Charles Darwin's On the Origin of Species…
...
Rei refused to go outside for many days. "The time isn't right, I can't get too close to him." She answered when asked why the hell she was acting so weird. Her demon tutor from hell sighed and announced she'll be away on business. "…so be good okay. I've already found someone to oversee your education and protect you from the so called demon, so don't worry." And thus she was off, cavorting in some far off land while Rei was left to contend with death staring at her face, in the form of Sawada Iemitsu. One day, I swear I'll inflict the greatest form of pain on you and many such murderous thoughts was spinning through her head as she tried to fill the man's stomach, scooping the man's twentieth bowl of rice out of the cooker. "Your cooking is rather good, but it'll never be as good as my Nana's!" I don't give a flying fuck about that, you old geezer! "Haha, I have a son about your age you know!" I bet he hates you too. "He's so cute, just five years old! Would you like to meet him?" Fuck. "No." "Haha, thought you'd say that, so I brought him over!" NOOOOOOOOO. "I have no interest in meeting him. Tell him to go away."
"Daddy?" a small Tsuna peeked into the room. "Is this the girl you told me about?" The old fool motioned for the small boy with impossible hair to join them. "Say hi to the girl, Tsuna!" beamed the elder Sawada. In response Rei turned her demonic eyes on the shy child making him HIEEE and dive behind his father. Rei clicked her tongue and told him to take a seat.
"E-eh?"
"Tch, you heard me, take a seat! You want some right?" she told the now trembling boy, shoving a bowl of rice into his hands. "Ha-hai." The timid boy took a seat. The awkward dinner progressed until it was dark outside. "And don't you two ever come back!" she shouted at the pair as they turned to leave. "Hey Tsuna what do you think of Rei?" the father asked his son. "She's scary but her cooking is as good as Mama's…" The son replied with a smile.
That night Rei started researching who was her hell tutor with a passion.
Rei stared at the block of metal on the table.
It was clear that it radiated power, with an iridescent surface and a keen aura but she still wasn't sure how a brick would do much good. "So, this is going to be my weapon?" "Yup, you have no idea how hard it was to find this. Its ultra rare." proclaimed the tutor, puffing out her chest "Go on try it."
"How?"
"Just drip some of your blood onto it." answered the tutor. Dubiously she pricked her finger with her sewing needle and allowed the drops of crimson to spill onto the silvery surface. Slowly, the gongs of clocks accompanied by the sweet chimes of a music box along with many indescribable sounds began to fill the room. "Sweeter than heaven and more agonizing than hell, this is the song of your soul," bending down and placing her hands on her young charge's shoulders, she whispered, "and this is the shape of your soul." The young girl just watched, fascinated by the metal slowly working itself into a beautiful timepiece. "This alloy is called 'soul metal'. Very rare and very mysterious. It changes into a different form, according to someone's soul, bringing out the user's attributes and resolve. Swift and keen, the blade of your heart will never dull or break, so long as your heart remains true." Rei merely gazed lovingly at the pocket watch, taking it into her hands and feeling the reassuring ticks that indicate the passing of seconds.
So you followed me here, old friend.
Author's Note: This is my first fanfic! I'm so excited and happy! So please don't shatter this young 14 year old's hopes and dreams with nasty comments or not reviewing...*puppy dog eyes* I hope this amused you! I'm sorry for ending this in such an awkward stage but I have to say some things before continuing:
1. There might be some mistakes in spelling or grammar as my friend who reviews my work is unresponsive. *sads*
2. The characters might be OOC. That is an absolute law of the universe.
3. Updates will be slow, but reviews will make me get off my lazy ass and write.
4. THE MOST IMPORTANT THING. PLOT TWISTS ARE IN THIS. Rei is hiding something from you omniscient readers.
Anyone guess who's the tutor?