A DOA ChristiexHelena Fanfic
Title: An Angel saves her Devil Genre: Action, Violence, Tragedy, hurt and romance Yuri
Rated: M-Mature Chapters: 1-30
Characters: Helena, Christie, Kasumi, Ayane, Tina, Lisa, Kokoro and Hitomi along with Ryu, Donovan grrr...I hate him and Hayate
Details: I know my story is not so good but I will try my best to make it more clear and great :) well...enjoy it, I do not own the DOA Characters they belong to Tecmo and Team Ninja
Chapter One: When we first met
In the wonderful scenery night of France, a young lost girl with blonde hair, in a ponytail short with a blue tall ribbon behind, carries a black kitty cat plush. Tears kept falling to her eyes witnessing two people lying in blood dead of where she lives, "mommy….daddy…I'm all alone, mommy I'm scared wake up…" another young girl came by slowly and sits next to her looking at the sad French young girl in blood but also scared to death. White short hair with kid size pants and a black hoodie large jacket that actually covers her face, "Hey, what's the matter? Why are you crying?" "My mommy and daddy…there gone, and bleeding a lot…mommy and daddy were killed" the young serpent slowly looks inside and sees pool of blood with two bodies laying there dead, one is the mother dressed in white, holding a plate of food with a bullet pierced in her forehead and last was the father, she looks and saw a possessed weapon in his hand letting her eyes wonder to both mother and the young girl her thoughts ran into her –the girls father was hurt in his chest….maybe he was saving both her and her mother from any great danger- "please don't cry I will help you, wont you come with me?" taking her soft hand to reach for the young blondes, the green eyed French princess takes her hand and slowly gets up with no tears fallen, "M-My name is Helena…what's yours?" young serpent smiles calmly answering Helena's question with a well mannered tone, "heh heh My name is Christie, don't be scared I'm here to protect you from now on." Young Helena embraces Christie sheds a bit of tears, feeling the drops of water coming down through the sky, "Thank you….Christie" "Its okay Helena please don't cry anymore, hey look…heh its raining with no lightning, come on Ill take you to my secret home" just as Helena follows her to the path of her secret hideout, a kick came out of nowhere and landed on Christies face, screaming in pain, hit very hard to a store brick wall and coughing up blood. "Just when you told me that you were going to train outside, And Here I Find You Hanging Around With A Weakling Little Brat?" Helena stood there crying as for Christie…well getting ready to stand with her own two feet protecting the Young French girl staring so upset at the mans eyes. The Name, Donovan, "Shes not a brat! Shes lonely and sad! Plus she needed help! So leave her alone and leave her out of this!" the young serpent felt a severe hit to the stomach fallen to her knees feeling the warm hands wrapped around Little Christies neck rasing her up high, "Shut up you insolent pup! Just look at you, Youre talking weak! And you will not speak to me that way! NOR RAISE YOUR VOICE! YOU WILL LEARN AND KNOW YOUR PLACE CHRISTIE!" Donovans voice made Little Christie even more upset it ticked her off as she tries to break free from the mad mans grasp. Helena runs quickly to rescue the person who vowed to protect her from danger, "STOP IT! LEAVE HER ALONE!" "NO HELENA STAY BACK! STAY BAA-" the young serpent falls from Donovans hands, making him strike a powerful kick to young Christies faces, blood squirts and comes out to her mouth, flying, making a massive hit to the tree with her severed face injury…Young Christie was unable to move…she was knocked out. Donovan picked up Christie from her legs as one of his men stands beside him, waiting for his orders, "Take her back inside the car, when we get there take her to the room and lock her up….she will not escape from us""Understood sir" with Donovan looking at the tree that was marked a bit of Young Christies blood, smiling without a care in the world entering his car as it drove off. Young Helena was deep into tears, seeing the man she never once knew treated Christie like trash, staring into the tree with Christies blood on it, walking closely to it and giving the tree a hug crying to herself -Christie...why is she always get picked on? why are they being so mean to her?- , "Christie..." the weather changes from light rain pouring very heavy in the city of France all alone...by herself with no one to call family.
