Hey. Thanks for having interest in reading my story. It is not very well written because I am really new at this, but I hope you still enjoy it. After reading though, please review. Flames and advice are welcome. Thank you.
Chapter 1: a new beginning
As the sun peaked over the mountains, painting the sky with sunshine gold and red, an old motor bike raced its way down the empty high way. Mounting on top, the demon princess sighed over and over, regretting the things she had done. As she exited at one forty eight, she took three left turns and stopped in front of a beat up apartment. She opened a small door and walked inside. Wrinkling her nose a bit, (at the strong smell of smoke) she climbed the narrow dusty staircase. Stopping at a very small apartment door, she slightly sighed and pushed the door open, only to slam the door shut when a beer bottle came flying her way. After hearing a shatter of glass, she opened the door again, and looked down. She better pick the scattered pieces of glasses up before someone steps on them.
"Where have you been all night, you bitch!" a low voice yelled as another beer bottle came flying through, this time exploding at the side of the poor girls' hair line. The teen barley winced as a stream of hot red blood started to trickle down her face. Dropping down to her knees, she started to pick up the shattered glass on the floor, completely ignoring her drunken father.
"How dare you ignore me!" he yelled again, his voice rising two octaves, "I raised you, I fed you, I gave a roof over your fucking empty head, and this is how you repay me!"
"Of course not, father." She replied trying to hide the sarcasm that drowned her voice and headed toward her room before any more beer bottles could come flying toward her. Locking the door behind her, she walked over to her overly small mirror and examines her injury.
Looks like I'm going to have to go to my new school with stitches planted at my hair line. She thought to herself as she pulled a small rage over it to stop the bleeding. She then examined herself, which brought a tiny frown upon her emotionless face. She was extremely pale, causing her to glow in her small dark room. She had blood dark crimson eyes, which showed nothing but emptiness inside. Underneath those tunnel-like eyes were dark circles, which were formed by the teen's lack of sleep. In fact the only thing that didn't bother her that much was her tri colored hair. Her crocked blond bangs that had framed her delicate yet narrowed featured face. Behind, her spiky raven hair fell to her waist, each silky spike dipped in crimson at its tip. At the top a defying gravity lock perches, along with a couple strands of blond.
She sighed, looking down. She felt her heart drop as she picked up the picture in front of her. It was a small picture of her and her brothers, at a very young age, climbing an old willow tree.
The youngest of the three, Yugi, smiled at her. His extremely wild hair was just like hers, except his spiked up. Long blond, slightly crooked locks framed his childish face, while the back was a set of five spikes (much like a star) with a magenta dipped at the tip. He had soft, ivory looking skin, soft features, a small figure and orb-like purple eyes that were clouded with both excitement and kindness. He was always polite and shy, her complete opposite.
On the other hand, the oldest, Atemu, was laughing at the camera. He had the nice tan and had the look of a charming super star that made the girls go wild, seriously. With his almost bronze skin, pointed green eyes, and tri-colored hair, he was looking a lot like their father. Atemu, unlike her, was always the leader. The funny one everyone loves to have around. His eyes were always filled with some short of mischief and fun, and he always was the outgoing and carefree type.
Her eyes then settled onto a girl, who was giving her a bright smile that she could never ever do again. Anyone who had known her then wouldn't even believe she was still the same girl if it wasn't for her unique hair. Back then she had freckles that dotted her pale face. Her hair would be combed into two short messy pigtails and a lovely smile was always plastered her face. She uses to be curious about everything and always wants to observe things around her. She loved to smile, and see people around her smile, especially her brothers. But things had changed…..because of her.
Her mother had gotten pregnant while the two were dating. It was because of her, father and mother, had married. At first, her mother treated her nicely and sweetly, encouraging the small girl to spend time with her father and brothers. Taking care of the infant baby and keeping her step brother in company. At first, Yami thought this was kindness and love, when it truly was just an act. Of course, it wouldn't have hurt if it continued that way, but when her father lost his job; her mother's true colors were revealed. Countless nights, she would sleep with other rich man. Countless days she would treat her own daughter like trash. And then that day came. She found herself a rich and honorable man and divorced with her husband. She took Atemu and Yugi, who Yami cared about so much, with her, but left Yami, the disgracing one as she would call her, to live on the streets with her job-less father.
And if that wasn't enough, her father also thought of her as a disgrace, a bitch that was nothing better than a useless Chihuahua dog. He hated her and after he became an alcoholic, Yami was force to stay away from her father and dodge the wine bottles that constantly fly toward her head.
Yet, out of all of this, she somehow managed to crawl out, but that did not meant she hadn't change. Through her battles to keep her father and her alive, she had learn to put up a front, to lie to everyone, to work at a bar, (even though she was underage she pretends to be twenty one.) to become a thief, to battle her own battles, to even throw away the girl she once was (or at least on the outside.) She was no longer the curious, clumsy, freckled-face girl she uses to be. She was cold, quiet, strong, independent and dark. She had joined gangs and help them dominated the underground of the small city only to pay for her father debts. She had work all day and night, from a factory worker to a bar severs, only to earn her the reputation as "the Demon Princess". She had become cold around everyone, unable to show her true feelings and emotions.
But it doesn't matter now. She thought to herself as she gently placed the picture down. What happened those years ago wouldn't bother her anymore, nor would her reputation. She was going to move, to start over. She was going bring the girl she once was back. During the summer, she had received a letter of a scholarship to Domino Academy, a private school, mostly for the rich, in Japan, for apparently no reason. At first, she worried about going, worried about her father not being able to pay his debts, but now her father was safe and could afford the apartment, she had nothing to worry about. She always loved to learn, but because of all those jobs, she had to drop out from school four years ago. Plus, Domino Academy was a private school as much as a boarding school, and with her receiving full scholarship, she won't need to worry about having a roof over her head anymore. Heck, she doesn't even have to pay to get the plane tickets that would take her straight to Domino City, Japan. She will finally have the chance to meet some new people, and actually be nice around them. Who knows? Maybe she'll make some good friends there too.
She heaved a small breath as a slight smirk appeared. Life was just about to get good again.
Now if somehow she could just hide that ugly injury.
End of chapter one. I suck don't I? Oh well, please review. Flames and advice are welcome.
