Hey everybody! My name is Naruhina43, and this is my first try at a dark fanfic. it's also my first try at a KonataxOC, so please, bare with me, and offer me advice, praise, criticism, just don't get all angry with how much you hate it, then tell me something with no prrof.

As the rain poured down in torrents, a large blue blur could be seen running fast, away from a large house, followed closely by a flash of blonde, and then a barely visible streak of purple. Konata wanted to run. Run and run away from where all of this madness and chaos had happened. Her friends, or what was left of them, had chosen to go with her. Only a few left, they from the barren, blood stained city.

More and more colors joined the original, trying to escape the memories that they wanted to leave here, just like Konata. The only difference is that Konata had lost more, more than can ever be forgotten. She lost part herself that day, and could only get it back by telling. Telling to her closest friends, and now only friends, what she had done. And why she caused all this to happen.

A single tear glistened, running off of her face, and breaking on contact with the ground. It shattered like a small bead of glass. It had broken, alive only for seconds, than brutally swept away from this world. It had done what it was made for, even if it wasn't much. It served a purpose, and had faded away upon completion. Just like everything else in this damned world we call home.

And home is where it all began. Let's go back to a time before any of this even started. But long after hurt, and anger had since reared its ugly head. Let's go back to when a girl was born, and an evil was there to watch the one thing that could stop it, being created. An evil, that had no name, but was called by many: Ganbou. Ganbou Shi.

A loud wailing could be heard, a scream ringing throughout the halls, a scream, that if coming from a full grown woman, could strike terror into the strongest warrior's heart. But this scream was far more joyful. It was the sign of a new-born child.

In a large white room, full of intimidating white equipment, a woman sat in a bed with a small pink bundle in her arms. A small mass of blue could be seen poking out of the wrappings. A man was waiting in a room, just outside of the birthing room, anxiously looking at the door, with an extremely worried look on his face. A woman in a white medical gown, with a large red cross imprinted across it came out.

"Congratulations Mr. Izumi. It's a girl."

A man with dark blue hair, looking as if he had been awake for days, sighed, shaking with relief. Thanking the nurse who led him to his wife, and his new daughter, he looked down at the baby, and immediately recognized it as his wife's baby. They had the same cat like face, and the same long, sky blue hair, and the same set of powerful lungs.

"Honey, isn't she beautiful? What do you want to name her?"

"Well Kanata, you gave her life, I think you should decide."

The woman, looked like she was deep in thought. After a few minutes of silence, the new father said:

"How about we name her after you. You two do look almost exactly alike."

"Hmmm, I like Konata, that way she would be named after both of us."

"Well alright then, if you like Konata, then Konata it is. It's a beautiful name, for an amazing girl." The next day, after filling out numerous forms, causing even more lack of sleep, the happy couple drove home with their new baby girl, who was currently fast asleep in her mother's arms. As soon as they got home, the family moved to the large bed, that had not been used in over a week, and lay down, asleep before their heads hit the pillow. The baby girl stirred only once, from the image of another girl's face with short blonde hair, and a mesmerizing smile, popping into her head closely followed by a man's heavily scarred face. The man scared her, she cryed, but no one came. She was alone. All alone, except for that man, the man who she would one day come to recognize as someone to fear even more, but not now, not yet. Now it was time to sleep with her new parents. She woke in the morning with a cry of hunger, not knowing that she had seen anything last night, not knowing she would come to remember the face in 18 years time.

5 years later

A small girl rubbed her eyes sleepily, brushing out the strands of long blue hair out of her face. Holding her mother's hand, the almost identical girls walked into a small building. The only differences in the girls features, was that the mother was about 8 inches taller than her daughter, while the young girl had a beauty mark under her left eye, and an ahoge sticking out of the top of her hair. Her name, was Konata Izumi.

Yay! First chapter done. I hope you liked it, and if you have a problem, suggestion, or just want to say good job, drop me am message by either PMing me, or leaving a review. So until next time. Have a good life.