Growing up Whammy
Chapter One: Tiny Angel
I kept walking. I wanted to stop, my legs hurt, but something told me I should keep walking. I don't remember why I'm walking, I just want somewhere to hide, but I can't hide right now, and it hurts my foot to run, so I have to walk. Because that doesn't hurt as much. I don't remember my name either, people just call me kid, even brother called me kid before he told me to hide. I don't know why, he just kept telling me not to be afraid. I wasn't afraid, though I knew I should be, but I listened to him anyways. I do remember how old I am. I turn five today. I'm five years old. That's all I really remember. That and brother telling me to hide, and walking a long ways. Some people gave me food, some people tried to take me with them, but I told them my parents were okay and that brother was going to come and get me. Because he told me he would.
So I kept walking, and as I walked, I hummed a song me and brother had made up. It was a pretty lullaby.
"Little tiny angels
move along,
Dancing to the heart
Of my broken song,"
I smiled lightly, not watching where I was going.
"Listen closely child,
And remember well
When snow has died
All is well,"
I never quite understood that part. I always loved the snow, but brother told me the snow killed. Rain slowly started dripping down on me and I pulled my black hood over my face. Brother always said I looked like I was going to a funeral with all my black and blue. I just like the colors. I looked up through the storm, rain was always something I didn't like, and saw an open set of gates. I couldn't read the sign, I was too tired, so I walked in and down the drive way. As I reached the door, and huddled in the corner under the roofs ledge, a bolt of thunder, followed by lightning leapt across the sky with a terrifying sound.
I couldn't hold back a little scream, biting my thumb as I whimpered and huddled together in my corner. I heard something move, and looked up to see someone open the door. I looked up with my wide blue and green eyes, brother always said they were weird for being mismatched, into the face of an old man. His gaze softened as he knelt before me.
"Hello little girl... My name is Watari, who are you?" I looked up at him with wide, scared eyes. Would he hit me like some other people would? Or was he nice like brother? I felt bad for not being able to answer him. I normally told people my name was kid, but I didn't want to lie to him.
"I don't remember..." I whimpered and closed my eyes tightly, biting back a scream as another bolt of lightning flew across the sky.
"Sh... sh.... It's all right, it can't hurt you. Where are your parents, child?" He soothed, holding out a hand as he smiled kindly down at me. I put a fingerless gloved hand on top of his large one that seemed to swallow it whole.
"Momma's at home with the guests... Brother told me to hide until they were gone, after running. He said he would come back for me." The man's eyes softened.
"Why don't you come inside then? We can give you some food and shelter until your brother comes and gets you, all right?" I nodded, standing up with shaky legs. I winced, and suddenly, the man picked me up. I smiled.
"Thank you, Watari." I said softly, snuggling into his shirt and robe. He must have woken up, no, I must have woken him up. He laughed light and deep, carrying me inside. Within a few minutes, a young teenage female was there, a boy slightly older than me, about seven, with thick black hair and wide black eyes stood beside her, watching me and Watari.
"Watari? What's this?" The female asked slowly, looking me over. I whimpered as the door shut, but not soon enough to block out the thunder and flash of lightning.
"I found a little angel outside the door hiding from the storm. I'll explain once we can get her a nice place to sleep and some food. She's much too tiny." I looked over his arm at the little boy.
"What is her name?" the young boy asked.
"She doesn't remember, Lawliet." He said, looking over at the boy. 'Lawliet' nodded, stepping up to me.
"Then shouldn't we give her a name? This is oddly like finding a lost puppy scratching at our door, like in that book I read the other day." I looked down at him.
"But I am not a puppy." I pointed out, wincing and whimpering when the thunder boomed and blue light flashed through the curtains at the large windows in the hall. Watari laughed at my remark.
"Very true, Lawliet... How about we call you Tenshi Sabishii...?" He suggested.
"Lonely angel? That's very fitting, Watari." The girl said, smiling as she shook her head. I beamed up at him, vaguely aware of my shivering. But I decided to point it out.
"I am cold." I said, looking up at him. The boy was watching me as my teeth started to click together.
"Agh, Watari give me her. Lawliet, please go to one of the extra rooms and get a bath running. Watari, go see if you can fix her some Hot Cocoa and a-"
"Do you have cheerios?" I timidly interrupted. She smiled at me as Watari let me down, and she went to stand beside me. She leaned down, bracing herself on her knees.
"Yeah. Get her some cheerios too." I beamed, and she held out her hand. I instantly took it, and she led me away.