Disclaimer: I don't own anything but a few OCs here. The rest belongs to Dianne Jones, and Miasaki. The song lyrics also featured at parts are by the band Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. The song is called Face Down.
Note: This story takes place in an Alternative Universe from the movie, or the book. It takes place while Howl was being trained by Suliman. He is much younger then he is in the movie, but is still essentially the same Howl. Oh, and the female, IS NOT Sophie. I like her backstory and family too much to make her be in a situation like this XP.
May, depending on popularity and my feelings, have more chapters, but is a one-shot right now.
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Screams echoed from the small House on the outskirts of Market Chopping. If one stood outside, it would sound like a warzone. That was nothing new though. It always something in this house. Young teenager stood in the doorway, horrified as her Father and Brother duked it out for the ten millionth time. Nothing ever changed. She wished things were different, and that they could be normal. But, she knew, more then anyone, she would never have a normal family.
"Goddamn ungrateful Son of a Bitch!" Her father screamed. He tossed a bottle against, the wall, shards flying everywhich way, and some of the hitting her, one small on slicing her face beneath her right eye. She brought her hand up, and she covered it, so no one would see the blood. Things always got worse if blood became involved. She turned to go, when her Father addressed her with a loud tone,
"Where the fuck you think you're going little girl?" He slurred. He was not only abusive, he was a drunk, and a bad one. She winced and she stammered,
"I..No where!" She screamed as he came at her, knocking her brother out of the way. He hit her across the face, knocking her to the floor. She slid and she hit a wall.
"No where, SIR!" He corrected, slamming his large foot on her smaller hand. She let out a staggered cry as her brother got himself up, and grappled the large man by the neck.
"This has nothing to do with her! Leave her alone!" He screamed, distracting their father. Their father had a one track mind, and could get so angry so fast that he forgot others existed besides the one his rage was directed towards. She got up quickly and scurried out of the room.
She stumbled out of the house, and out into the night. She knew the route towards the water quite well. She never feared for her life, if someone took her, or it, then it would be no different then the terror she felt at home. She was almost closed off to everything when she came out here to think. Usually she felt angry, but tonight..tonight she simply felt the need to cry.
Do you feel like a man when you push her around?
Do you feel better now as she falls to the ground?
Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end
as your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.
Dark haired young Wizard made his way around town. He'd been in school for weeks without an outing. He was told he studied too hard. That he never made any time for himself. He didn't like being told this, so he decided to go out one night. He wandered about town, and he stumbled upon the sounds of someone crying. He moved closer, caustiously. He then saw where the cries came from. On a patch of dirt overlooking the water, was a girl a bit younger then him. As he moved slowly closer, she turned to look at him, and he could see the blood running from the cut on her face. He inhaled sharply, in surprise at the sight of blood. He didn't much care for that sight, and she must have figured that; or something close to it, because she turned away.
"Didn't mean to scare you." She said, almost sounding abrasive. He moved closer.
"You didn't really scare me, I just don't care much for blood." He said quietly, standing behind her.
"Are you alright?" He asked. She looked back at him again, and gave a sad smile.
"I'll live." She said, less pointedly then she had the last sentance she spoke. He came and he knelt beside her, and he reached out and grabbed her chin, this time startling her.
"Didn't mean to scare you." He said with a smile. She, at last, smiled back. He pulled his hand up to her face, and simply waved a ring covered hand over her face, and the bleeding seemed to slow, then stop altogether. She reached for her face, and she felt no mark at all.
"How did you..?" She questioned. He smiled, and placed a hand over hers.
"Magic." He said simply.