Hi there! This is my first fanfic, so I hope people like it!
In a faraway place, forgotten by most, in a room filled with terrariums, which in turn were filled with large, oddly colored eggs, a seemingly eleven year old girl sat next to a table. You would never guess that in reality, she was actually sixteen. She had blond hair, with a tinge of red to it. She was wearing a short gold shirt, a black, short sleeved, open fronted jacket, a pair of jeans, and some brown boots. On the table next to her was a pair of black fingerless gloves. She picked up a photograph lying on the table and stared at it. In it was a young girl with honey blond hair and a yellow sundress, and a young boy with a hat, covering explosive black hair. He wore a red hoodie, and a pair of black shorts. They were playing together, unaware of the doom that would soon befall one of them. "I wonder if he still remembers me?" She asked herself. "Or if he's forgotten the time we shared in those days… after all, he has become a hero, so why would he remember someone like me?" she stared at the photo a bit longer, then went to tend to the eggs in the terrariums.
This is just the prologue, so it doesn't really make sense, it's not supposed to. Cyber high-five to anyone who can guess who the boy in the picture is, and what the girl was to him.