So, this is my first 07-Ghost fanfic and I hope you enjoy it. This story is set around 5 years after the Raggs war just in case you're wondering.
Disclaimer: I do not own 07-ghost, but I do own my OC, Claire
And so, without further ado, Read on! x)
"Uncle Fea! Tiashe-kun!"
I ran over to them, stumbling a few times. The tears streamed down my face and I didn't bother to wipe away the blood on my hands. It was hard to speak. My throat was dry, making me choke on my words
"U-uncle Fea! D-dad is.. H-he is-"
"Shh shh, it's alright, child." He comforted me, wiping the tears off my face.
"Father? What's going to happen now?" Tiashe asked, his innocent big green eyes that were exactly like mine stared up at uncle Fea.
"Listen, young prince..." I couldn't concentrate on what he was telling Tiashe, as voices outside of the destroyed building caught my attention.
"No sign of them, sir!"
"Have you checked the cliffs?" someone asked, it was a cold voice, full of authority, yet somehow seemed lifeless.
"Yes, sir! One of Raggs' bodyguards were defeated by lieutenant Hyuuga-"
"Have you searched the forest?" The voice interrupted harshly
"No, sir. We'll search it right away!"
The voices were gone, but the noise of explosions and screaming were still heard outside.
"Claire," Uncle Fea caught my attention, "After this is all over.. stay strong, like your father. He was a brave man and died with honour, do not forget that." He gave me those warm, kind smiles that he would always give.
"No, don't end.."
But it did, they always did.
I sat up groggily and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. It's been five years since I woke up in a forest knowing completely nothing. No memories, not even my name, but I did have a scar on the side of my throat which I knew nothing of. Since then, I've been living off on my own, taking various jobs and travelling from district to district. For all of the times I was actually able to sleep, it was the same dream, perhaps a memory I can't remember. Every time I have that dream, sometimes a few pieces, fragments of my memory, they add up maybe 1 or 2 seconds to the scene. But most of the time it's the same as before.
Always with that white haired man, the green-eyed boy, and that cold voice.
From five years of dreaming, this is all I've accomplished.
With a sigh, I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. I examined my reflection in the mirror.
I had slightly curly white hair(Yes, white) that reached my mid-back, along with side bangs that slightly covered my left eye. I was pale, REALLY PALE, and small, around 5 foot 1. I was 15, but always mistaken for a 10 year old, sometimes being called 'kiddie' or 'shrimp'. I'm thin from working all the time, and travelling from district to district, so it was a bit- I mean, REALLY freakish that my chest wasn't flat. It was kinda big for someone like me, but my hips weren't that developed, though.
Anything else unusual about me?
Well, my eyes, which were a deep shade of green, like a jade stone, maybe you can add that my list of unusual characteristics. Everything about me stands out, making me an outcast. Because you don't exactly see a pale-white haired-green eyed-big-chested midget with-a scar on their throat everyday.
I took a shower and changed into a white shirt that was a size too big for me, a pair of black shorts, and put on my black travelling cloak. I also wore black gloves to hide the mark on my hand, which was already there when I woke up five years ago. It looked like an axe, but otherwise, I never understood it at all. When I slipped on a pair of black leather boots and gathered my things(Mainly, a rucksack filled with money, clothes, and other personal needs), I trudged downstairs to the ground floor of the Inn and went to the front desk and handed my money to the landlord.
"Name, please?" The old man asked
"Claire Carsten" Shortly after I woke up 5 years ago, I gave myself a name. Claire, since the man with white hair in my dream called me that. And my last name, Carsten, because it seemed so familiar to me whenever I think about it.
The landlord accepted my money and I thanked him before I left.
When I stepped out of the inn, I immediately see the common sight of homeless children on the streets of district 6.
I walked along the streets and unsurprisingly, I received stares from other civilians. The children were pointing at me, whispering to one another, probably how I was a witch or some kind of psychopath that was going to kill everyone. I get that all the time and even I have to admit that maybe I wasn't exactly human. I never felt my heart beating, nor did I feel any body heat.. It was strange but I never exactly figured out why. I didn't pay the staring bystanders any attention, though. If anyone of them tries to attack me, I can easily fight back with my attacking zaiphon, which I learned how to use from some really kind old men I met in the woods once.
I passed by a bar, which I used to worked in as a dishwasher in my time here. I'm glad I don't have to go back there. The owner kept yelling at me for having white hair! I never talked back just for the sake of my small salary, though.
After a few minutes of walking, I noticed that someone kept following me. I prepared myself in case he/she decide to make a move, but they never did.
"Alright, I know you're following me. You don't have to hide, and I don't have to pretend I don't notice you."
A girl about 7 years old with her brown hair in pigtails came out and stared at me with her big brown eyes.
"Is there a reason you kept on following me?" I asked
"W-well, when I saw you I was curious.. because everyone here has only black or white hair.. but not you.. you have pretty hair.. My name is May!" She smiled warmly at me, and I actually smiled back.
"So, May, where are your parents?" But I immediately regretted asking when I saw her expression.
"I don't know.. No one ever told me what happened to them.." she said sadly
"Oh. Well, if you want you can have some breakfast with me."
"Mm. Thank you, Claire nee chan!" May happily ate the bread we bought from the nearby bakery stand as we sat on the pavement.
"We never get to eat meals like these in the orphanage.." she said sadly "Madam Terra is always mean to everyone. That's why most of the other children live on the streets, instead."
"Doesn't anyone give that old hag a piece of their mind?" I asked, munching on some bread.
"No.. If anyone ever did then they'd probably get beat up by her." She answered, shivering, and we sat in silence eating the bread for a few minutes.
"Hmm. Well, I have to leave this district soon. It was nice meeting you, since I never get to meet much people from my travels. I'll walk you to the orphanage before I leave." I offered
"You're leaving? Oh okay.. It's in the middle of town!"
We began making our way to the orphanage while she asked me different questions
"Claire nee-chan, where are travelling to?"
"To district 7. I've never been there and I don't really like staying in one place for a long time. I'm looking for someplace where I can settle down. I've been travelling from district to district, taking different jobs for money, and learning lots of stuff, but I never really felt at home wherever I travelled."
"Where is your home, Claire nee-chan?"
"I don't know either. I don't remember much from my past." I admitted
"Oh. Isn't it dangerous and lonely to travel alone?"
"Well, I know how to defend myself. I've been travelling by myself for a long time so I'm used to it." I shrugged
"I think it's really cool that you get travel to different places! I hope that someone will adopt me soon so that when I grow up, I can be free and be like you, Claire nee-chan!" she yelled happily, and to be honest, it made me feel.. happy. I never exactly had someone call me nee-chan, or look up to me, so it felt nice to have met May.
"Is this the orphanage?" I asked as we stopped in front of an old building which had a cold atmosphere to it.
"Yup. It's not much but it's still-"
"DAMN KID! Where the fuck were you! How dare you try escaping!" A stern woman walked up to us and lifted May by the collar
"So you thought you could escape, did you!"
"B-but I didn't try to escape! I just went for a walk!" she squeaked
"DO I LOOK STUPID TO YOU!"
"Actually, yes." The old lady whipped around and was surprised that I was standing there, glaring at her.
"Put May down or else." I threatened
"Who do you think you are? Brats like you should fuck off!" She yelled angrily
"I can kill you in a blink of an eye, so don't even try to test my patience. PUT MAY DOWN NOW." I growled, trying to look as menacing as possible even though I was probably half her size and it took her a while to decide whether or not I was a threat.
"Tch, brats like you waste my precious time." She grumbled and let May go before storming back to the orphanage.
"And don't go terrorizing any other kids or else you're in for it when I come back!" I yelled, and it made her stiffen for a while before slamming the door.
"Thank you, Claire nee-chan!" she hugged me and I felt.. good. It made me warm inside just by seeing her smile.
"It's no problem, kiddo. If that old hag does anything bad to anyone of you kids, tell her I'll straighten her up when I visit." I grinned
"You'll really visit? Yay! Thank you for everything, Claire nee-chan! I'll tell everyone in the orphanage all about you!" She jumped up and down happily "Oh, wait!" She ran to the back of the orphanage and when she came back, she handed me a rock.
"This is for you! I know it's not much, but it's my way of saying thanks for everything!"
The rock was, well, it was like any other rock, except it was smooth and had a small crack.
"Oh wow, you didn't have to. Thanks for the rock." I said, somewhat flattered
"It's not a rock, silly! It's a stone. That's why it's really smooth!" she laughed
"Oh okay." I laughed "I should get going now, its noon. I'll visit you when I can." I walked towards a nearby delivery carriage
"Bye Claire nee-chan!" She waved happily, and I waved back, grinning.
"Excuse me, I'd like to hop aboard this carriage." I handed my money to the driver "Where're you delivering this stuff, anyway?"
"District 7" answered the driver who looked kind enough
"Perfect." I smiled
As we rode our way towards district 7, I took a look at May's gift. I guess it is a stone. How stupid of me to think of it as a rock I smiled to myself. I've been doing this a lot today, smiling. I wonder if I smiled a lot when I was younger, if I was happy. I used to think that smiling was a sign of weakness, but then what the heck,
Maybe it's not so bad after all.
So, what'd you guys think? I know it's not much yet, but I just HAD to introduce May! But don't worry, the next chappie will be better and longer!
*cough*Frau will be there*cough*
I wanna know what you guys think before I post the next chapter, so please review! :D
