Hey guys I am Nashane, and I am going to try my hand at writing a Tokyo Ghoul fanfiction. I am a fan of the series but I am not sure how good I am going to be at writing a Tokyo Ghoul fanfiction. So please be patient with me. Okay here we go, my first try at writing Tokyo Ghoul fanfiction and here is a warning for you, I never plan how my story is going to go or end I just sit and write, so we are going to take a vote on who my OC ends up with: Yamori, Uta, or Tsukiyama. I think I have good ideas for each or maybe you will think she needs to be with someone else, just comment in the review on what you think and I am always happy to get private messages if you want to tell me what you think but you don't want others to know what you are saying. Okay let's get started; I do not own Tokyo Ghoul or its characters.
Chapter One
Life is like a hand of cards, sometimes you have a really good hand and can have a happy and relatively normal life, other times you get a really shitty hand and life just sucks. I learned early on that the hand I was dealt was probably one of the shittiest.
My problems all started with my parents falling deeply in love. What is so wrong with that you may ask, well to put it simply my parents were of two completely different species. My mother was a ghoul; my father was a human, shocking right. Neither the ghoul world nor the human world were ready for their relationship, I don't think they would ever be, most people call the relationship between a human and a ghoul a tragedy, that makes me, I child born of such a relationship an abomination.
My parents still cared about me though; we spent our days figuring out what I could do as a hybrid, I'm not really a half-human nor a half ghoul. I am quit odd; I take more after my human side, my father's side, not only in looks but physically too. I have to eat both human food and human flesh to survive, I have to eat human flesh almost bi-weekly unlike my mother who could go a month without eating and I had to eat human food daily. I am not as strong as a normal ghoul but I am still a lot stronger and faster than a human. I was born without a kagune, but I do have a kakugan, but even that differs from the average ghouls, yes my sclera turns black but my pale blue eyes turns into a dark glowing blue color. I do have almost the same healing factor as ghouls, though sometimes it takes longer and will leave a few scars behind. Though my sense of smell is the same as a humans.
My childhood was spent running from the CCG and other ghouls; I don't really remember having a stable home with my parents. My mother would hunt for our ghoul meals and my father would find odd jobs to provide for my human side. I could always see the love they had for one another and feel the love they had for me. My mother and father always prepared me for a time where I may not have them, and I am grateful they did.
When I was seven the CCG found my mother, she had just enough time to make sure that my father and I could get away. After that life just got harder, my father began murdering people to provide me food for my ghoul diet, and not only were the CCG constantly looking for any ghoul but we had very little protection against ghouls. That was until we made our way to the 20th ward when I was nine years old. I remember like it was yesterday.
Though I lived in Tokyo all I could hear were cicadas in the empty park, they drown out all the city noise. I was so hot, the summer heat was ridiculous, I hate the heat, I prefer colder weather, for all you can only take off so many cloths before you are deemed inappropriate, but in the winter you can put on as many layers as you want to keep you warm.
I looked up to the sky and saw that the sun was starting to set. I stood up out of the swing seat that I have been sitting in for the last two hours and started to make my way to the warehouse that dad and I have been staying at for the last couple of weeks. I hope dad is okay, he hasn't been able to find work for the last few days the frustration and stress of him having to kill people for me, running, and nonstop working has been taking a toll on him. A normal human can only take so much abuse; he won't let me take some of the weight off of his shoulders.
I rounded the corner to the front of the ware house and saw my father standing over a body. "Hey honey, how was your day," he said dropping his serious face to greet me with a smile. "Hi Dad, it was good. I studied a few books in a local bookstore before I was chased out, I then spent the rest of the day in the park," I said I dropped my warn out backpack beside our makeshift news paper and cardboard beds. "Well your dinner is ready for you Hotaru-chan," dad said wiping the blood off of his hands with an old towel. "What are you going to eat tonight Dad," he looked away, "You can't keep going without food, Dad; you are going to end up getting sick."
"It is okay Hotaru, I ate a little onigiri for lunch, plus you are still a growing child you need more than I do," dad said with a weak smile. I knelt down beside the body of a middle aged man getting ready to eat, my blue ghoul eyes then appeared when I heard echoing footsteps throughout the warehouse. "Hotaru, hide quickly," Dad whispered. I jumped up and ran behind a large pillar nearby.
I looked from around the edge and saw an older man with his eyes closed and hair slicked back. "I have been hearing more about missing people and bodies being found but I would have never thought that a human would be behind such deaths, then again there is evil in every race. But sadly you are drawing too much attention to the 20th ward so I must kill you." the man said as his kagune began to come out of his back. "No," I yelled out jumping in front of my father to protect him my blue ghoul eyes glowing brightly. "I won't let you kill my Dad," I yelled out getting into a fighting stance as the ghoul stared at me wide eyed. "Hotaru, you can't take him on, run now!" Dad yelled as he tried pushing me away but I wouldn't budge.
The older ghoul across from me stared at me with wide eyes, "What are you," he asked and his kagune sunk back into him. I didn't let my guard down, "She is my daughter a ghoul-human hybrid," my father said moving in front of me. "If you want to kill me go ahead but I won't let you hurt my little girl." "I am not going to either of you, Tell me what ward are you from." My father shifted in front of me, keeping me out of the older man's view.
"We aren't from any ward we are constantly on the move." I kept trying to peak around my dad's waist to see this man. I heard him chuckle at me trying to take a peak while Dad was trying to keep me hidden. "My name is Yoshimura; I am the leader of part of the 20th ward. I would like to offer the two of you refuge in my home," the man offered with a kind smile.
"Why so you could eat us later," Dad growled out. "I assure you I mean no harm, I only wish to get your family into a safe home and well provided for the streets are no place to raise any child especially with the CCG and other ghouls around." "Why would you help us, I just thought you said we were bringing too much attention to your ward."
"I hate to see children in unfortunate circumstances and I enjoy helping others." I watched my father shift some, "How would you help us," I could tell Dad was still wary of this situation. "I have just recently opened a café and I could use a worker to help my business get started, plus there are quite a few empty apartments down the street from my café that I could get the two of you set up in, I could teach your daughter the necessary skills she will need for her ghoul side, and teach her how to find her meals without killing anyone."
I may be a child but even I know that is too good a deal to pass up. "Can you guarantee my daughters safety," Dad asked. "You have my word for now on your daughter is now under my protection," Yoshimura confirmed, "Now that this is all settled how about I pack up your hunt and we head to my café before the rain starts. I never did get your name." My father extended his hand, "I am Abe Jirou, it is nice to meet you Yoshimura-san," my father shook Mr. Yoshimura's hand. I walked up to him and also shook his hand, "My name is Abe Hotaru."
I watched as Yoshimura-san break the body apart carefully and stuff it into a few garbage bags he had on him. We soon were in Yoshimura's car on our way to his café Anteiku; the months that followed were a lot of fun. Dad and I got a small apartment a block away from the café and every day I would sit in the café as dad worked, Yoshimura would try to work around my dyslexia to teach me as much as he could. I was finally living a stable life with my father. My father and Yoshimura became good friends, I even started calling Yoshimura my uncle, imagine that a ghoul and a human good friends sadly like all ghoul-human relationships, it ends in tragedy.
Dad was late coming home one day when I was eleven, he went Christmas shopping early that morning and he was late coming home. I remember calling Yoshimura telling him how late my father was, Yoshimura told me he would go look for my father. I remember waiting for hours waiting to hear from them, I finally game up waiting for them. I put on my boots, a bulky jacket and a scarf that covered half of my face and trekked through the dark snowy streets to find him. I walked a couple of miles before seeing red dots in the snow leading to an alley, I was so stupid entering that ally, and I could never erase what I saw. My father was lying in a red snowy puddle with his chest and stomach ripped open as a ghoul feasted on his innards. "D-dad," I my voice trembled as tears began to flow from my eyes, my voice broke the ghouls feast as he stood up and grinned at me, "Well looks like I found my desert, you get to join your daddy kid." The ghoul jumped me biting into my right shoulder though the jacket and ripped a large chunk of flesh from me. I let out a short cry and used what little ghoul strength I had and push him away across the alley away from me.
"You are absolutely disgusting what the hell are you. That scent of yours is amazing but you taste rotten and where do you get that strength." I didn't answer the ghoul; I couldn't take my eyes off of my father's lifeless blue eyes. "Never mind that I will kill you any way!" The ghoul charged me, I made no move to stop him, I didn't know what was wrong with me as I couldn't move an inch from where I stood.
Suddenly a tentacle pierced the ghoul through the chest killing him instantly, "You won't be taking any more lives today you vial creature." I man ran out of the dark alley he saw my father and saw me he knelt before me taking me by the upper arms. "Hello, you are safe now, I am a investigator I am here to help you," the grey haired man told me, but I didn't reply I couldn't take my eyes off of my father's body. The man stood up and began to talk though a radio connected to his ear. "This is investigator Mado I need an ambulance now there is one dead male approximately in his early 30s and an injured child, she is possibly in shock," my mind finally clicked that he was a dove and on instinct I ran.
I ran out of the alley, away from the investigator calling for me to come back as he tried to chase after me but he was too slow as I added my ghoul speed to my running. I don't know how far I ran, but it felt like I was running for years again before I crashed into an all too familiar chest. I soon wrapped my arms around Yoshimura and wailed from all of the horrors I seen.
After he found out what happened he moved me into his apartment above the café, and that is where I stayed for years. Soon Yoshimura began to add members to Anteiku and I began to make friends with them. This is where my story truly started.
So what do you think about that as a start to the story. Remember vote for who you want Hotaru to end up with in the comments below or pm me about your thoughts or ideas about the story thus far I can't continue to write without your votes (I am really bad at trying to choose something) [Vote Uta, Tsukiyama, or Yamori, or you can tell me your idea on who she should end up with]. Thank you for reading!
Nashane-Kun