An innocent wish
On your birthday they always say make a wish. Most kids their wishes change but mine has stayed the same ever since my parents told me I wasn't theirs. "My wish" you my ask yourself, my wish is to be where I belong to go back to where I should be Maybe some where in this world or even another. Five reasons I don't belong in this world my parents found me in a cemetery in a red rose bush, no blood in this world matches mine, my hair is a vibrant crimson and my eyes match it, my eyes pupils are narrow slits, and lastly I can see when someone I have never met when and how they will die .( do not own black butler but i own scarlet )
'Another birthday, another day questioning where I came from. 'I thought opening my eyes, glaring at the sunlight gleaming threw my blinds. I sighed and slipped out of bed and went for my closet. "Should I dress up today for mom or just go casual…? " I pulled out two outfits and laid them out on the bed .My most loved color is red so almost everything in my room is red, including my clothes. I was torn between my two favorite outfits, my red corseted dress and a white shirt paired with black pants and my long red jacket my parents found me wrapped in as a baby .I was feeling sentimental so I chose the causal outfit, I went to my dresser and grabbed a bra and under wear and headed for the shower. I stripped down once I got the water just right and stepped in. 'I wonder who my parents were what they were like.' In my mind as I thought about what they were like, the sent of my body wash tripped a memory I find my self fond of a blurry figure is holding me. Even thou the memory is blurry I know that the person's hair looked like mine just lighter , their voice a bit strange but comforting , their presence is like they would fight the world just to keep me safe was calming . Is the blurred image my mother? In the memory she feels like she wouldn't give me up for any thing. Why would she leave me then? "Why don't I have any memory of my father?" I sat down in the shower letting the hot water pound on my back. "Didn't they want me? Did they think I was a freak because of my eyes? "I murmured to my self dry sobbing, I hated my eyes, the dark red color, the hard cold shape to them, and my pupils' slit and narrow like a snakes or a demons. I dried off and got dressed and went down stairs to the kitchen. I looked at the counter at a note with my name on it.
"Scarlet Michaelis"
I picked it up and opened it the hand writing was my mother's. I read the note many times and couldn't understand it.
"Scarlet I'm sorry; we should never have taken you from that cemetery fifteen years ago today. But the time we had you was long enough. We truly loved you like we would have loved any child of ours but we can't keep you any longer then we should have. When you read this I hope you forgive us, but we can't keep a demon's child any longer. You were as bubbly and full of life as a child but the day we told you the truth you grew cold and wanted your real family. Under this note I left you our last birthday gift to you. We found them in the coat pocket when we found you.
We are sorry,
Maria Raymond
I dropped the note. "They abandoned me … "My eyes started to blur as hot tears ran down my cheeks but threw the blurriness I saw a deep blue wrapped box. I blinked away the tears and grabbed the box. I ripped threw the paper an opened the small rectangle box in side were some glasses and a locket. On the locket was engraved to my baby girl. When I opened it on one side was an inscription.
"Baby girl today your fifteen, I'm coming to get you back and take you home. Love your mother."
On the opposite side was a picture of and red head male who looked feminine, holding a baby who was I guess me. But the picture looked hundreds of years old and wasn't even in color. While staring at the picture I felt some one standing behind me. "You were such a beautiful baby. But look at you now I always thought you would be a heartbreaker like your father! And I was right." The memory from the shower played again the voice, my mother? I felt two slender arms wrap around my slim body pulling me into a hug. "Momma, are you my mother?" I tried looking at the person but I only saw red hair. "Yes dear I am. "The redhead said loosening the hold on me. "Why did you leave me, it's been bothering for years, didn't you want me? Didn't you love me? Did you think I was a freak because of my eyes? "I said on the verge of tears happy ones or sad ones I don't know. "No baby I had to leave you because William thought you would be too dangerous to keep. And you aren't a freak, if anything you are more beautiful then any human alive or dead," as the redhead was talking he slipped his hand under my chin and made me look at him." Your eyes are just like your father's." he smiled showing a set of white sharp teeth. Wait he said human. So I'm not human? I just look like one?"Am I human? "I said relaxing into the arms of my true mother. " No you're even more unique than what I am; you are a child of a shinigami and a demon. But your Father still doesn't know you even exist yet. "He said pulling out a watch and gasped "We are very late I have to go find your father when we get there so I'm going to put you to sleep for a bit." I open my mouth to say what but every thing went black first.