Author's Note: Hi everybody. This is my first Rocky Horror fic, so let me know if you're interested and I'll keep going. It's basically Magenta's whole life, from when she was born up until ROTOQ. I hope you like it.

Riff Raff stroked the photo of his sister adoringly the image showed her as she polished the bannister of the elaborate mansion. He remembered this day, he still remembered the first time he laid eyes on her

It was the year that he turned seven when she had been born. At first, he hadn't liked her.

"Come here Riff Raff," their mother beckoned him to the side of her bed.

Riff Raff edged forward slowly and nervously, peering at the small bundle in his mother's arms.

"This is your new sister," his mother said.

Riff Raff screwed up his nose, looking at the small creature, "I don't need a sister." he told her.

The baby was small, pink, which was unusual, most Transylvanians were born with pale skin, and she had a small nose that seemed to be perpetually scrunched up. On top of her head was a mound of bushy red hair, that was almost pink. She reached out one tiny hand, her finger tips brushing against his, before he backed off.

"What do you think we should call her?" his mother asked.

Riff Raff glanced at the infant, his eyes taking in the one thing of significance on her, her hair.

"Magenta," he replied in a hushed voice.

It didn't take long for Riff Raff and Magenta to become close, their father had disappeared months ago, when he found out that he was going to have another kid. Their mother had to work everyday, just to keep them on their feet. Magenta's care and well being fell solely to Riff Raff. They were out at the shops one day, getting basic necessities when it happened.

Hoisting his sister into one of the cart's seats he pulled the list of what they needed out of his pocket, reading the list he wasn't looking where he was going and crashed into another trolley. Magenta began screaming, not out the jolt but at the noise, and Riff Raff reached out a hand to calm her. The woman who's trolley he'd hit turned and faced him.

"What are you doing little boy?" she hissed.

"Shopping," Riff Raff replied, keeping his head down.

"What's that?" she gestured at the infant in the seat.

"My sister," Riff Raff rubbed Magenta's hand comfortingly.

"Ugly little thing," the woman turned her nose up. "Scruffiest hair I've ever seen."

Magenta's hair had darkened, loosing it's pink tinge, and Riff Raff thought it was the loveliest hair he'd ever seen.

Riff Raff's temper flew sky high, "Don't talk about my sister that way. She's only a baby and she can't help it."

"What are you going to do about it?" the woman turned and began to walk away.

Riff Raff ran forward and kicked the back of her knee, causing her to pummel forward. Before she could do anything about it, Riff Raff grabbed Magenta and ran out of the store, he didn't stop running until they were safely at home.

"Don't worry Genta," Riff Raff stroked her hair. "I won't ever let anyone hurt you, or say mean things to you ever again."

Magenta smiled and Riff Raff let out a whoop. It was her first smile.

"Rifffffffff!" the cries of the small child woke Riff Raff and he jumped out of his bed, racing across the room to hers.

When he reached her she wrapped her arms around him and allowed him to pick her up and hug her.

"What's wrong Genta?" Riff Raff asked.

"I had a nightmare," Magenta replied.

By this time Magenta was six and Riff Raff was thirteen.

"Do you want to tell me about it?" Riff Raff asked.

Magenta hugged him tighter, "I dreamt that you vere going avay, and you never came back."

"That's not ever going to happen," Riff Raff put her back down on the bed and sat next to her. "Remember, I promised you-"

"You'll alvays be their for me," Magenta nodded. "I know, and I vill alvays be their for you Riff, but I still vorry about you."

"Don't worry about me Genta," Riff Raff gave her another hug. "Now up you get, it's time for your first day of school."

Magenta jumped up excitedly, "School's fun, right Riff?"

"Right," Riff Raff nodded, pulling her new uniform out of the drawers and passing it to her.

Magenta stripped off her pyjamas and pulled on the short dress and sweater. Striking a pose she asked her brother, "How do I look?"

"Like an angel," Riff Raff picked her up and held her over his head.

Magenta spread her arms like an aeroplane and her brother ran her into the kitchen for breakfast.

A/N: Please leave a review and let me know what you think