It's a gift

by Lor-tan

The first fic I wrote, long since abandoned until further notice. It was originally about an OC daughter of Simon and Baz, named Ath, and another boy named Max. However, it's been years since I wrote it, and I just don't feel in a position to write in it for a while. Feel free to read, but don't judge me, I promise I've improved since! Thank you!

1. Chapter 1

Ath

I can still remember being born. Or maybe I wasn't born, maybe it's more like I was created. By Love.

I wake up, my lashes fluttering against the sharp refection of light off snow. Hm... I am on a doorstep. And it's winter. And I'm cold. I'm wearing a pale pink shift, and it's not much protection against the cold, with it's short length. Turning, I checked the name on the door. Pitch. Well, this was it. Scrambling, I worked my way up and shake my head, jolting snow from my long blond hair. Turning, I double check the name. Yep, still right. I breath in, and I can feel magic. I raise my hand to knock, but I don't get a chance, it's thrown open by a man with unruly bronze locks and wide eyes.

"I'll get the pa- Baz? Are you expecting family or someone?" The man turned and called into the entry. "Hm? No, why?" A smooth voice muttered, and another face comes into view. This man has long black hair swept back and a smooth, handsome face. He blinks when he sees me, then smirks/smiles. (It was like a mix of the two.) "Hello, may I help you? My name is-" I hold up my hand, cutting him off. "Yeah, I know, Baz. Actually, Tyrannus Basilton Grimm-Pitch. And he" I point to the other. "Is Simon Snow Salis-something-or-other. Nice to meet you. I'm your new daughter."

They're staring at me. Why are they staring at me? Well, I know why, but can't they stop? It's embarrassing. I can feel a blush finding it's way over my face and I look down, muttering random things. Baz's voice interrupts my tirade, and I look up at him. "Daughter?" He questions, and I can feel he's confused because his magic is swirling. "Yeah. Lucy And Natasha sent me. Since you can't have a kid of your own. I'm a gift, or something, I guess. But I'm not sure if you can return me." Baz is nodding, and Simon is hiding behind him. I can't help snickering a bit as I see Simon's devil tail twitching beside Baz's foot. That thing is adorable.