Prologue

a/n: I'm officially addicted to Gakuen Alice now. I read the manga first, then I watched the anime. I love it. xD

So now I write my first Gakuen Alice FanFic!

Notice all the OCs I make always have tragic pasts. And I like to make them cruel.

Well, anyway, I'll leave you alone to read it now.

Note that Miki lives in the countryside.

I was five when Mom died. I was six when The Monster arrived. I thought The Monster was nice before. She used to smile at me and give me gifts. She was pretty. I thought she was an Angel. But after The Wedding, The Angel turned into The Devil.

"Mom, let me out, please!" I cried. I am in The Room again. It is dark, cold, and kind of damp here. Hunger gnawed at my stomach, screaming for food. I can't see a thing. Finally, the door opened a crack and Hachiro came in. "Hachiro." I whispered. Hachiro put a finger upon his lips and kneeled down. "Shh. Mom can't know I came here."

He glanced back and took out a plastic bag from his pocket. Inside contained a small piece of bread, a slice of orange, and half a cookie. "You have to eat slowly. I'm sorry I didn't bring more food. You'll have to wait until next week. I brought some water." He brought out a small plastic bottle. "I have to go now. Bye, Miki." And he hurried out.

Tears of gratitude welled up in my eyes. Hachiro was my stepbrother. He was five, seven years younger than me. I bit into the orange. My mouth filled with the juicy sweetness, and my hunger subsided.

Tears rolled down my cheeks, but I had to wipe them away quickly. The injuries on my face haven't healed yet. I knew I looked horrible. My face was probably bruised and swollen, with blood everywhere. I took a bite of the bread and set it aside. I took a sip of water. I closed my eyes.

I heard running and happy talking from downstairs. Dad was probably home. He would do the same thing every time. Pretend I didn't exist and pretend I never existed. He would sit down and eat dinner with Hachiro and The Monster. They would have a happy conversation and a warm meal. The Monster and Hachiro is his only family. And I am no part of this family. I thought about Dad—when he loved me.

Before when Dad still cared about me, he would ask about my injuries. I wouldn't say anything, because The Monster is always there, looking at me. Just looking at me. And then I would stay quiet. Then The Monster would smirk and transform that expression into a caring, gentle face. Her voice would be soft and dipped in honey, and she would touch Dad's elbow.

"Dear, please don't get upset. Miki got into a fight today with some of the other children. I, myself am also very disappointed. But I'm sure Miki is still a very sweet child. She must have made some very wrong decisions. I'm sure if Miki is willing to apologize for her wrongs and never do it again, everything will be fine. Right, dear?" She kept batting her eyelashes and rubbing Dad's back. Dad 'forgave' me the first time. Then The Monster kept doing the same thing every time, beating me and then telling Dad her honey dipped lies.

Then Dad had enough.

"I'm very disappointed in you, Miki. Your mother and I love you very much, but you keep doing this over and over again." Dad sighed and shook his head. I didn't say anything. Dad sighed again and left. To me, it seemed as though when he left the room, he never came back. The person who sat before me in dinner was a stranger. The person who was playing chess with Hachiro was a stranger. The person who was talking to The Monster was a stranger. Dad was no longer was the Dad I knew.

And then the incident last year was the last straw.

I was playing with Hachiro outside last summer. A bunch of guys I didn't know came over and started hitting us. They swore and stuff and I didn't even know what's happening. I saw them pulling at Hachiro, who was crying, and I got really mad. I mean, Hachiro is probably the only person left in this world who is nice to me. Actually, to say truthfully, even acknowledges my existence.

Then I caught sight of a dog nearby. The dog was this mean old stray that lurked in the alleys and attacks people. For some reason all I could do was just stare at the dog. Suddenly, everything went black and white and grey and I was out of their grasps. I yelled at them, but then horror struck me. My yell came out as a deep, throaty growl. Their eyes widened in horror and they swore and ran away. I turned to Hachiro, who was looking at me with equal fear. But then, his eyes softened. He shocks me sometimes. He has a surprising amount of maturity for a boy his age. "Miki?" I said yes, but it came out as a bark.

"Hachiro, get away from that animal!" I heard my parent's calls and we both turned around. Dad threw a stick at me. "I'm Miki, Dad, I'm Miki!" I wanted to yell, but they just came in fierce growls and barks. "Dad, that's Miki!" Hachiro screamed. "Miki?!" Was their surprised and shocked responses.

Then everything went black.

When I awoke, my parents and a couple of people were outside my room, talking in hushed, anxious voices.

And after that, my Dad wouldn't look at me straight in the face. Actually, he wouldn't even look at me anymore. He refused to admit that I was his daughter.

I was a monster. I was a dirty unwanted thing. The Monster took this chance and abused me even further.

I was a child. I couldn't do anything against The Monster's abuse. No one knew what she does to me. And I didn't want anyone to know either. It was embarrassing.

I pressed my forehead against the wall and closed my eyes. All I wanted to do now was sleep.

Suddenly, the door opened and there The Monster was, with bags in her hands. I flinched. Is she going to beat me again? But instead she just took my hand and pulled me up roughly.

"Get up, you useless piece of trash." I stood up, feeling dizzy and a bit wobbly. I limped behind her. I think I twisted my ankle. I wonder where The Monster was taking me.

I was led outside. It has been a long time since I was outside. Dad and Hachiro was standing beside a black car in front of our house. There were a couple men in black suits, and they looked pretty serious.

I looked at them questioningly. The Monster just looked at me, disgusted. She pushed me towards the men and threw my bags in their hands. "Go, you disgusting thing. And don't come back." I looked at Dad, but he was staring straight ahead. Hachiro looked as if he wanted to say something, and his cheeks were stained with tears.

Although the men in suits wore sunglasses, I could see their astonished expressions when they saw me. One of the men took my arm and I limped towards the open door of the car. "They actually want this piece of garbage. At least you have some use to them." The Monster continued to scoff. The men in suits didn't speak, and they were tight lipped. I could tell they disapproved. I sat silently, feeling my legs relax. "Thanks." I said, but it came out as a whisper. The man who helped me just nodded and closed the door.

"Miki, promise me that you'll come back!" Hachiro blurted out. I smiled sadly. All I could comprehend right now was that I was being taken somewhere. I don't care where I'm taken. As long as I'm away from this place.

The car started, and I watched Hachiro silently, his voice becoming fainter. Houses rolled by, but my eyes were still on him. Finally, he became a dot and I looked ahead.

"Where am I being taken?" I asked the man who was sitting beside me. "Alice Academy. In Tokyo. It's a special elite boarding school. Details will be spoken there." He said. "I'm probably not going to come back, huh." I said. I said it as a statement, not a question. But the man just nodded.

I looked out the window.

Boarding school. That means I'll be basically living there. It's a new place. A new place where I can start over. Put The Monster and Dad and Hachiro behind me. It's all the past. It'll be buried deep within my mind. It's really good bye to them, and my past. I'm starting over. Starting over to a normal life, where I am just a normal twelve year old girl. This is my life. And what happened before will not matter. I'll be normal.

Normal.