Elfen Lied
Flame & Rebirth
PROLOGUE:
My eyes scanned the room, slowly, hoping that something would be different. Hoping that somehow color would splash across the dull grey vision I had come to see, I continued to look around. It was pointless; everything had remained the same. The same children resided in this pitiful building we had all come to call home. This orphanage was the only place I had ever called home. I suppose it was due to my age that I never did make the cut. For all the 16 years I had lived, no one had dared to adopt me.
"Kazua?"
I turned to look at who had called my name. It was a girl with brown her; two annoying ponytails hung on either side.
"What do you want?" I answered coldly. I didn't want anyone's company.
She fidgeted; sweat forming on her brows as she stuttered to reply.
"I,I,It's nothing." She quickly turned away and walked.
I grimaced at the fleeting image of this girl. For some reason, all the younger girls were infatuated with being in my company. I scowled at the thought. I wasn't here for their admiration. Besides, each of these orphan girls were the same. Pathetic. They craved attention like a drug.
"So pathetic…" I muttered as I stood against the wall, eyeing each other child with disgust.
"You know right, no one will ever adopt you." It was Ms.Ren, one of the many teachers that was obligated to work here.
"Right I've always known." I replied all too coolly, she frowned.
"You should have tried harder."
I laughed at her comment. "Oh yes because it was my attitude that ruined my childhood." I could feel the venom drip from my voice.
"You only have 2 years left here." It seemed like a reminder everyday.
"Thank the heavens." I muttered and walked past her.
I returned her icy stare with twice as much hate; she was one of the most despicable humans I had ever come to know. When I first met her, she was sweet and comforting, but it didn't take long for this cough drops candy coating to fall. After she thought she had me obediently trained to obey her every whim, she began with her cruel, negligent antics. If I did something even slightly wrong, it was her hand against my cheek the next second. If ever I was bullied on, she'd turn her head the other way. If there was anyone to blame for my cold soul now, it was her.
I walked swiftly, heading towards the only place I really could find any quiet. My room, which was shared by 3 others, was mainly made up of just a bed. I didn't mind, as long as no one would bother me there; hardly anyone ever did.
"This is just what I need." I sighed as I fell flat on my back. The comforter's were as hard as a rock.
As I lay there contemplating this sorry existence I called a life, a ruckus was breaking out just beyond my walls. I groaned at whatever was creating this disturbance and my curiosity soon ruled over. I opened the door and peered out, my grey eyes glanced and widened at the view. Now here was something different. A girl with pink eyes, pink hair and…horns.