Me- why, hello there! I'm starting a new story which is, of course, an OC one. This chapter is mainly about my character, Amber's, past. In the second chapter, about half of it will also be about her past, and from there, i'll be bringing it back to the 'present'. This is mainly so you guys can really relate to my character and her experiences. Although I rated this pg-13, the first chapter is pretty bad so I'm just warning you guys! _ OH YEAH! I don't own Death Note, Just my characters and my storyline xP
I first met him when I was just a girl. I was 7 at the time, and him 10. Our meeting had spun a web around our yarns of fate. Intertwining us so we were forever together. My name is Amber and I am she who has been forgotten, lost in the midst of time. This is my story, I'm not going to wrap it in a pink bow for your sanity's sake, no. My life is not a perfect one, just like everyone else's. It's no fairytale.
I was told that I wasn't an ordinary child at a young age, from my adoptive father. At four, a man had tried to kidnap me but I had luckily escaped him and was able to put him away for three years. Then, although I was only seven years old, I had mastered more languages than my age. I was an expert at codes as well. My Poppi was a famous inventor who worked all the time, but he did it for the good of all humans. My Ninna had told me once before, that Poppi had created an orphanage of some sort, he's a really amazing person. I still remember the day when Poppi came home with a child a few years older than me. He had long black shaggy hair, and dark eyes with a pale complextion. He was soaking wet from the snow outside, yet he had a blank expression as though he couldn't feel anything.
"Amber, would you mind helping our guest," Poppi asked. I nodded politely and grabbed the mystery boy's hand, smiling kindly to him as I took him upstairs to my room where the bathroom was connected.
"What's your name?" I asked him, curious about the boy.
"I'm a detective; I don't have a name anymore. But your 'Poppi' calls me L," he said simply, surprising me slightly.
"Well, everyone has a name, and L is not one of them. That's a letter not a name. I know! How about I call you, Ryuzaki?" I smiled. He shrugged though.
"Call me whatever you want, you're going to call me it even if I object," he said, causing me to grin at him.
"Exactly! Now hurry up and take off your clothes, you're going to get hypothermia if you don't hurry," I ranted at him like Ninna would whenever I would run out in the rain. He nodded and slowly started to take off his jacket as I warmed the bathtub. As soon as he began taking off his pants, my face turned a bright red. "W-wait! I'm still in here, don't get naked on me!" I blushed.
"Why? What does it matter?" He asked.
"Hm…well, Ninna says that boys and girls aren't allowed to see each other naked unless they're married," I said in a matter-of-fact tone, a finger held up as though I were counting the reasons. He nodded slowly to me and I pointed out where the soap was and then left. When I returned I found him resting up against the side of the bathtub, the same pair of pants on, but it appeared that he fell asleep before properly drying himself off and putting on a shirt. I clucked my tongue like my Ninna would if she would've seen me doing that and grabbed a towel. I began to dry his hair softly, smiling to myself briefly. As I was drying his head I looked down at his once peaceful face to find a pair of black eyes looking at mine calculating. I blushed at him. "I-it's not healthy if you don't dry properly," I stuttered out, strangely embarrassed. He nodded at me and I took that as an 'Ok' and continued the process and helped him with his shirt. I then dragged him out of the bathroom and into my room where I had him lay on my bed. That night we slept together, but when I awoke, I found that he was already gone. I searched everywhere, but I couldn't find him, nor my Poppi. Ninna then told me that the two were very busy and had work to do. It made me sad to find that my new friend was gone. That was the first time I met him, but it wouldn't be the last time that we would encounter one another.
Although my Poppi wasn't home much, I enjoyed the life I had with this family of mine. My Ninna worked at a library and I would constantly read until the day was over. Then I would help her make dinner as we ate together. It was peaceful. But sadly, all good things must come to an end at some point. The memory of it is still fresh in my mind although many years have passed since then.
It was January 6th. What was once a seemingly promising day, had turned into a day of a fateful blood bath. It was currently 3:05 a.m, not a single noise was heard within the house except for the slow breathing that escaped from the two inhabitant's lips and the slight drizzle of rain beating against the roof in a sweet lullaby.
A dark SUV suddenly parked in front of the family's house. Three suspiciously dressed men stepped out, including a manically grinning man clad in a large white scientist coat. He approached the house, motioning towards one of the men to follow him while the other broke off and began covering the house with gasoline. Inside the house, Amber stirred in her sleep as fear crossed through her body like a wildfire. She awoke in a sweat, startled as she heard the front door forcefully slam open and two pairs of feet shuffle in. Amber leapt off her bed, the number of books that slept on her comforter flying off in her sudden outburst. She ran to the door of her bedroom, grabbing a metal bat that she hid behind her pillows before running out. She immediately heard a cry emit from the living room belonging to the voice of Patricia, the elderly woman who had became her adoptive mother. She peeked out of the staircase to see her Ninna lying flat on the floor, blood oozing out of the side of her head and a gun pointed to the temple of her forehead. She gripped the bat tighter, her knuckles turning a ghostly white. She prepared to run and attack when she suddenly felt herself floating about the ground. She looked up to see a man with a large scar along the left side of his jaw.
"Found the girl!" He announced happily, glee echoing in the tone of his voice. The girl attempted to escape furiously. Everyone looked up at the large man, who had now thrown the girl over his shoulder as he walked down the flight of stairs. The girl swinging her legs dangerously fast in an attempt to escape.
"Let her go!" Patricia cried out, terror in her eyes.
"You heard her," the scientist smiled sadistically as he stared at the man holding the girl. The man immediately threw the girl down beside her Ninna harshly, the air knocking out of her lungs sharply. Her Ninna pulled her into a hug as Amber gasped for air painfully. Tears rimmed Patricia's eyes as she stared at the men in detest.
"What do you want from us? Money?" she cried out, glaring at the scientist who smiled sickingly sweet in return.
"Of course not! I've already forged enough of that. I simply want my revenge and what's properly mine. You denied me to study my property and put me in jail for 3 years! The way I see it, I'm simply reobtaining what's rightfully mine. Being, that her mother belonged to me and was my prized position. Shame she had to die," he smiled once more as he pushed a strand of hair away from Amber's face. She flinched at the cold touch of his hand, as though they had been touched by death, which I don't doubt they haven't. Patricia simply stared at the man in pure and utter shock as well as disgust.
"You're a monster," she muttered out, the scientist glared at her.
"You'll see how much of a monster I am soon enough, "he grinned at the thoughts of his plan and motioned towards his man, who, in return, held the woman up forcefully. The scientist grinned as he pulled out a knife. Amber saw this as an opening and tackled the scientist in anger.
"Leave my Ninna alone!" she screamed before roughly being pulled off. The scientist rubbed his swollen jaw just as the arsonist walked in.
"Well if you wish to be ever so disobedient like you mother," he growled and the other man held her arms back and forced her face to stare at her struggling caretaker. "I was going to simply knock you out, but now I think I'm going to entertain you," the man laughed as he pulled the knife into Patricia's face, lightly grazing the blade across her face as though he was a surgeon deciding where he would cut. A drip of blood slipped down her elderly face as a small precision was made, causing her to wince.
"Stop! I'll do whatever you want, just leave her alone!" Amber cried out.
"Oh don't worry, I plan for you to do EXACTLY what I want. But I'm afraid I can't leave her alone, I want to give you a show you'll never forget," he laughed out as he sliced his knife against her jugular, the blood spraying across her face. It wasn't deep enough to kill her yet, she would most likely last a couple of hours, hours that he planned to make the best of. He cleansed his knife as the woman choked on her own blood. "now then, let's say the two of us have some good old fun," he laughed as he began to proceed in raping the woman, all the while staring into Amber's crying eyes as though he was saying that this is what she deserved. Once done he brought his knife out once more and began to cut off the woman's limbs who had a blank look in her eyes. As though she was no longer here already. Although Amber struggled against her assailant roughly, she was unable to help the only mother that she had ever known.
"NINNA!" She cried out as the scientist brought the final blow, a gunshot wound right between her eyes. Amber stared helplessly into her Ninna's dead eyes, tears streaming down her face. The scientist pulled her away roughly and threw her into the bloody pile of limbs which she once called 'Ninna'. He pushed her face into her blood sadistically. Before pushing her into the body once more and then leaving to cover the inside in gasoline. She lied in the puddle of blood helplessly. A blank expression on her face.
"Awww, what's wrong? Is the little girl scared?" he cried in mock pity, letting out a laugh. Amber looked up and into his eyes, a look of pure anger radiating off of her in waves, frightening the man and causing him to step back in fear. She suddenly jumped at him and bit onto his hand roughly, the metallic taste filling her senses. The other guy pulled her off of him roughly, slamming her head against the wall sharply. She let out a painful moan, struggling to get up. The man attacked, jumped up in pure anger, nail marks covering his face and a large gash in his arm. He pulled out his gun to shoot her when the other man pulled him back, attempting to get the gun away from him. "Let go of me!" he screamed out.
"We're not allowed to hurt her! We'll get in trouble!" the larger man yelled. When suddenly, a single shot ran out. Amber cried out as an excruciating pain rang up her arm. She fell into a seemingly deep sleep, the image of her murdered Ninna before her. Blood oozed out of her right shoulder as she tried to force herself to stay awake.
"Tsk tsk, what happened here?" the scientist clucked, grabbing the girls face and turning it from side to side.
"She suddenly attacked me!" the man slurred out.
"It's fine, it's fine," he smiled pulling out his gun and shooting the man in the head before turning and picking the girl up and carrying her to the car. She moved her head to look back at her home, now in flames that would forever haunt her. As the SUV sped off she was no longer able to hold on to her consciousness and allowed the darkness to consume her. The scientist ran his hand through her hair as his thoughts drifted to what he would do to her, and he smirked…
[Watari's otherwise known as Amber's 'Poppi's point of view]
It was a cold December night. The wind whistled past an aging man who walked at a fast pace. He attempted to mask the fear that crossed over his face as he walked, his eyes darting from side to side suspiciously. A howl echoed down the alley, ringing in the inventor's ears. He took a deep breath as he carefully pulled out a phone, the screen casting a small beam of light throughout the alley. Relaxing the man slightly. He continued his journey to the car's parking lot when a cry of pain rang out, freezing him in his position. He turned his head slightly to adjust his hearing, his elderly eyesight useless in the night's shadow. He convinced himself that it was all in his head, that is, until a cry once again rang out. He looked down to the bundle in his arms and attempted to shush the child. The baby girl looked up at him sadly, tears forming in her baby blue eyes. He flinched as he stared at the blood splattered across the little girl's blanket that surrounded her cozily. He pushed her into his chest a bit more and looked behind him once more to assure himself that no one had saw or heard them. Then he rushed to his car quickly and sped home to his awaiting wife.
His wife stood over an oven, as she pulled out a cooked casserole. She smiled and nodded at her achievement. The essence of the home cooked meal surrounded the house, filling it with a warm and homey feeling. The door suddenly slammed closed, the man walking in with the child in his arms.
"Welcome home darling! Dinner is ready so just set your coat by the door. How was work?" the woman asked as she set the wooden table with green plates. The man walked into the dining room, a grim look plastered on his face. "Honey?" She looked at his grim expression questionably. Until her eyes set on the child in his arms. "Darling, what in the-"she stared wide-eyed at the child, unable to finish her sentence. She pried the girl from her husband's arms as she checked the baby over. Ensuring its safety.
"Remember how you always wanted kids?" He chuckled, attempting to make her understand his reasoning's. Instead, she glared at his for his attempt in humor. She stared dead-panned, awaiting for his explanation. The man sighed before sitting down by the table. "I was leaving work late tonight, I had some extra work to do. I had just went to grab my coat and when I came back, my apprentice, the one who went missing about a year ago, was collapsed in the middle of my office, blood all over her. I was surprised of course. I rushed over to her to see what was wrong, and in her arms lay a baby. She had looked up to me with fear in her eyes. She said to me,' please, I know this may sound like a lot, but you're the only person that I know I can trust. I need you to protect my child.' In return I asked her what was wrong and what had happened to her but she just got more hysterical. She then told me that she had been kidnapped by a crazy scientist who had been obsessed with her for quite awhile. When abducted, she had been raped and impregnated. She hated him, but she could never hate her child, Amber. She didn't want him to do the same things that he did to her, so she managed to escape. But not after being wounded. She wanted to live a simple life, with her and her child. But she was now dying and he was hot on her trail. It's her dying wish that she can ensure her child's safety, her child who was born on December 3 and knew nothing of the horror in the world. Overwhelmed, I agreed and she handed me her baby. She then ran out of my office and I noticed someone chasing after her a few minutes later. I then heard three gun shots and decided to grab my stuff and run. And that's how I ended up with this little girl. I know it may sound like a lot. But I think we owe it to her." The man pleaded. The woman pulled the child into her aching chest as she sat tear stained before the dining table. Her husband smiled sadly at her, brushing a stand of hair from her face before asking her, "What would you like to do?" A determined look crossed over her face as she nodded at her husband.
"Protect her of course."
I failed to succeed in that simple promise though…if only I hadn't been out trying to save somebody else's family, I could've helped saved my own. Now, I and L are working to find the man who murdered my family. He currently abducts children and after testing on them and some of his goons sexually harassing them, kills. Although a part of me hopes that my daughter is still alive and with him, I wish she wasn't so she wouldn't have to endure the torture that I know the man would present upon her. Besides, it had since been six years since she had been kidnapped, the man has been known to kill his little lab rats within a year. I am old, and the image of my daughter and wife are escaping me, I can't seem to remember what my child even looks like. But I can't give up hope yet. Not yet.
[Returned to Amber's Point of View]
So many years had passed, now I'm 13 and I've lived in this underground hell that the scientist created for 6 years. A fire ran throughout my body, a painful feeling reminding me of the following night's experiments. I had learned much within the years I've been here though. The scientist was named Robert Putney, who was a crazy and sadistic bastard who was obsessed with my mother as well as experimenting on people. He would torture me non-stop and purposely put kids in my cell. So that whenever I befriended them, they were killed in front of me, ever so colorfully. He would try all types of poisons on me, which I would strangely survive. But not the pain, I couldn't escape that like I could death. I sighed as I looked down at the little girl who lay on my lap. She was only three. Robert had to have a bunch of goons to help control all the kids that he kept, and sadly they were all crazy child molesters. I've kept this girl protected for three months now, the longest any of the kids have lasted without being raped. Although, I was unable to completely keep her from Robert and his twisted experiments. I had a secret though. The key to my survival that kept me fighting.
"Oy," a voice called out, snapping me out of my thoughts. A middle aged man glanced around suspiciously as he pulled out some food and threw it to me. "That should help, L is said to be infiltrating the building soon. He has enough information to put Robert Putney in jail for life. So be ready." The man nodded and walked away quickly before one of the other men spotted him. I grinned, yes. I wasn't alone, I had my own angel protecting me who would soon save me from this hell. I was surprised to see one blue and one orange eye look up to me sadly. I smiled kindly and pushed her short blonde hair from her face. I usually didn't name the children who stayed in my cell, because it was just another name that would have to be written on a grave. But, I was unable to resist naming the girl.
"Morning, Angie," I muttered tiredly as I rubbed her head softly. She said nothing to me but pulled up her shirt to reveal a few precisions on her stomach. I winced at the wound and pulled out my medic kit and bandaged her wounds with a grim expression. After we ate, a man came into the cell with lust radiating off of him as he stared at the two of us. I grinned at him darkly. "Are you sure you want to risk Robert finding out what you did to his 'prized pocession'?" I scoffed inwardly at the name he once gave to my mother. The man flinched and then turned to the little girl in my arms hungrily. I glared at him with all the hate I could muster up. "If you touch my Angie I swear to god I will grab your fucking dick and rip it off with my nails," I growled darkly as I held her to me possessively. The man growled in return and left to find another kid that could satisfy his sexual desires. The girl in my arms sniffled slightly as she held onto me tightly in pure fear. "Shh, it's okay," I smiled encouragingly before beginning to tell her a story my Ninna had once told me.
Two day later, I awoke to one of L's key spy, shaking me harshly.
"Get up! The raid is going to begin, if you guys don't get out, you'll most likely get caught up with it," he exclaimed pushing me up and handing me a map for my escaped. "Move, quickly!" he yelled before falling limply before me, a surgical knife piercing his back.
"Oh dear. I knew I couldn't trust him," Robert sighed, a small device in his hand. "It's a shame you can't find good goons these days, always betraying you, huh?" he laughed.
"what is that?" I asked, pointing at his hand, afraid of what my knowledge informed me that it was.
"why this?" he held the device up, "it's what I'm going to use in order to destroy this place. In my last attempt at art." He laughed, I glared at him darkly and anger filled my body as ran up to him and kicked his feet from benath him. I attempted to grab the device, but he had already pressed it before I reached it. I yelled out in anger and kicked him in the family jewels, hard. He keeled over, as the clock counted down. I quickly pulled out the map and began to run just as a bunch of officers came in after me.
"get out!" I yelled out at them, but was merely pushed back. So I began to run again, a bright light burned my eyes as we narrowed the opening. As I ran out, I saw police cars scattered around a small adobe house, that's where this underground hell was built under. I felt sick just by looking at the beautiful roses that bloomed by the doors' opening, the opening to a dark world. I pushed the girl under me using my body as a shield as i flew to the ground. When suddenly, a ear piercing explosive went out. My oddly pink, almost silver hair whipped out before me from the explosive and the cars and people were flung back. Glass and dubris pierced my skin and the passageway we had used as our escape route caved in as fire roared out like a dragon. That was a larger explosive than I expected, I thought. In fact, that was my last thought before I fell into the darkness of unconsciousness, images flashing before me.
Me- Teehee, i've actually had this one for awhile but i've been revising it. :3 I hope you like it the next chapter is soon to come! Don't forget to review if you have any comments or request or you just want to air your personal oppinion xD