ScarFace
Summary: He dreamt of become one of the beautiful people in the world, that's why his apparent reincarnation was a blessing to him, but he didn't know that his dream would be ripped from him in seconds, in a freak accident that would leave him with barely a face and wearing bandages nearly all his life. When his scars heal, just what will be revealed onto the world?
I do not own Skip Beat.
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Jordy Gannon Wood Aboitiz was by no mean's, one of the beautiful people in the world.
In school, they teach you that all people were born equal but all you had to do was look around and realize that was all bull, they were trying to shield you from the truth because you were children, but only when you get older, do you see the truth yourself.
The world was divided into three categories, that was the way he saw it.
The beautiful and the sociable people, they were the one's who get the girls, get the high paying jobs, get the houses and mansions.
Than they are the average looking people who could still succeed if they wanted it badly enough.
Then there was his group.
The ugly people of the world, if you were fortunate enough to be born into a rich and prosperous family, chances are, you can get any girl you want just by waving enough cash in her face, while she bad mouths to all her friends or you could pay top dollar to go under the knife.
Nobody wanted to be an ugly.
The uglies were the people who were constantly stepped on by society, they are looked down upon and most of the population die virgins because they weren't attractive enough for a woman, even if she was average looking to look their way.
As a result, ugly people banded together out of pure loneliness and it's the saddest thing in the world, when your own faces made children cry.
When you were an ugly, all you could do was daydream about what it would be like to be one of the people on top, the people who were born with natural beauty, with the money, fame and the girls.
Many of his kind, turned to simulators and games, if they can't score with a real girl, they might as well score with a virtual one.
Even if it was incredibly sad to do so.
So how did he die?
He pushed his body too hard, in the gym, that's how. He was so determined to slim down fast and get his ideal body that he ignored his own body's warning signs.
Trying to slim down from a huge 34 stone man to 18 stone in two weeks, was nothing short of a death sentence.
His soul left his body the moment, he started lifting weights for the second time that day.
And all he could think about was why, God had made him an Ugly, why was he destined to never be one of the Beautiful people?
The world was so unfair.
So imagine his shock, when he felt something slam into him, hurtling him deep within the space between life and death.
He woke up to find himself outside freezing in snow and standing over a froze lake, a boy looked back at him.
The boy who stared back at him was no doubt cute, he had black hair and hazel colored eyes, the boy couldn't have been more than four years old and already he could tell, this boy would be one of the beautiful people when he reached maturity.
Great, enough kid who would grow up getting everything they wanted, he thought.
He glared at the boy, hoping to send him running.
But he was shocked when the boy glared back.
Wait.
He crouched down and the boy crouched down.
He touched his face, the boy touched his face also.
A crazy thought came to his mind.
Was he somehow the little boy?
He touched his nose, the boy did so too, before he pulled his face, the boy copied.
It was him!
He was the boy!
He found that this was a far cry from the round face with pimples that he was so used to seeing whenever he looked in the mirror, he crouched down to inspect closer.
Had fate granted him the chance to finally see what it was like to be attractive?
He immediately got up, hopping it was real.
This turned out to be a bad idea.
He had a crack.
What is that sound? He thought before the ground caved in under him and he was plunged into freezing ice cold water.
He tried to immediately claw his way out.
His organ's began to shut down the more he struggled, with his body being too young, he didn't stand a chance against the cold and his consciousness faded quickly.
Jordy was convinced he had died again.
But then he heard the beeping of a life monitor.
He was alive!
Trying to open his eyes, was like sticking his hand into a blazing inferno, it hurt like hell and he managed to stop himself from screaming his newly young lungs out.
Only to hear.
"He's very lucky that you found him when you did, another minute in that water, there would have been no way to save him" A person in Russian said. "We managed to get his body temperature back to normal from the brink of death. However... the rest of his body and his face weren't so lucky"
Suddenly the door opened and out came a man in a doctor coat, followed by a young looking couple.
The women gasped at the sight of the boy they had saved, before tears started rolling down her eyes and her husband was looking quiet pale himself.
What? He couldn't help but think.
Did they have to amputate his leg or something?
He wouldn't know, since he currently couldn't feel his whole body which included the turning of his neck.
"Good morning, little one. How are you feeling?" The doctor said, with a smile, only to get a blank stare in reply.
Speak English, man! Jordy thought.
"What are you saying?" He said, his voice sounding ridiculously raw and young to his ears, the man eyes widened at the fluent English the boy spoke.
Luckily the Doctor know some himself and said in good enough English. "How are you feeling?" Trying again.
"Bad" Jordy said, maybe it was the childishness of his voice that made the man chuckle.
"You very luckily that someone saw you fall, and fished you out in time" The man said, before turning to the couple who was neither fluent in English at all and went to introduce them."This is Mr and Mrs Nikolayevich, they were the one's who fished you out of the frozen lake"
Making Jordy looked at the couple, the man had short brown hair but with the warmest eyes he had ever seen while the women had long brown wavy hair, she looked like she was fighting the urge to go and comfort him.
But why?
"Thank you" he croaked.
The couple immediately turned to the Doctor who translated what he said for them, once they got what he was saying, they both smiled.
"Now than, do you have a relative or a name we can contact?" The doctor said, in English to the boy so they could get a hold of the boy's existing parents or guardian.
And Jordy highly doubted his parents existed here even if they were magically brought back from the dead, making him shake his head.
So the boy is an orphan? That would explain why nobody is currently looking for him..The doctor thought, this could be a problem, should he call the child services, but they aren't open on the weekends or should he find an Orphanage that was willing to take him in?
But all the Orphanages were already full as it was.
"This isn't good" he said, switching back to fluent Russian drawing the couples attention. "this boy doesn't have anywhere to go and he definitely can't stay with me, the things in my house aren't suited to be around children and Child services won't respond until the weekend is over"
"Let us take him!" The women said, surprised both males while Jordy was wishing he could understand Russian. "If he goes to an Orphanage, I don't think he'll ever have a normal childhood not with a body like that. He's needs all the love and care he can get right now."
Her husband took one look at the boy in the hospital bed and winced, he never know cold water could do that to a person and so young.
And Jordy, wasn't obliviously to how the man was looking at his face, his eyes went from one end of his face to another.
"Why is he looking at my face?" He said, turning to the only English speaking person in the room besides him.
The Doctor, immediately had a look of deep sorrow on his face as he produced a mirror slowly and said, "We managed to save your life but by the time you got here, the damage was already been done."
And what Jody saw next, horrified him to his very core.
Instead of the cute little boy, he had seen in what could have been moments ago for him, he now saw nothing but burn human tissue, especially around his right eye, his neck was almost all black and his hands looked like they couldn't decide if they should be living or dead.
And he thought he looked Ugly before but this was...
He didn't know how to describe what he was seeing.
In one, full swoop his bright and happy future of leading a life of an attractive person had been flushed down the toilet, leaving him worse than he was before.
He didn't want this.
"Doctor is there anyway to fix it?" He pleaded to the man and the man was surprised at the little boy's mature speech.
"There is but it's very painful" The doctor said, "And you are better off not hearing about it at a-"
"What is it?" Jordy injected, if there was a way to save his face then he would do it.
The doctor gave him a look before saying. "We'll, we could skin the damaged skin from top to bottom and then over time the lost skin will grow back, as if nothing ever happened but most of your life will be spent in pain as it heals."
"I don't care" Jordy said, looking the man in the eye and the doctor was shocked at the little boys determination.
"What's going on?" Mr Nikolayevich said.
"There is a way to save his skin" the doctor said, and the couple suddenly looked very happy that the boy would have a normal life. "However.. since he's underaged, he needs a guardian and I need a signature from that person to allow me to do the process"
And it went without saying, Mr and Mrs Nikolayevich were more than happy to adopt the little boy if it meant the boy would be able to live a happy normal life.
Of course, they didn't find out until later, just what the doctor planned to do with their newly adopted son until it was far too late and it was an hour before operation.
Luckily Jordy was put to sleep before the knife even got close to him, so he didn't feel a thing as his skin was being carved out of him.
When he came to, he found himself wrapped like a mummy and was told that he wouldn't be fully out of a bandage until he reached adulthood, because the damage was greater than they thought.
Every step he took was filled with nothing but pain and agony, his exposed skin, made him hiss in pain when it came in contact with his bandages, he couldn't even touch the nearby table without letting out any agonizing scream.
But it was all worth it, if it meant he still had a brighter future and one day, he would see the grown up version of that cute little boy, he had seen in ice.
On that day, Razin Nikolayevich was born.
The same boy that would one day be know as the best goddamn Soccer coach, Russia had ever had.
And scene!
This idea just won't die, no matter how many times I wish it would, so I'm continuing it. Next chapter is just a summary of Razin childhood up to adulthood, to the moment, he finally takes off his bandages and sees what's that little boy from all those years ago had grown into. Review/Fav and follow!