AN- since I'm finishing my fic for Arata I'm deciding to get started on this OC as well as my others OCs. I've decided I'm going to write a fanfic for each of my OCs. So this should be fun I guess.
Summary- Kenta is still young and now alone. No family left, her friends gone. She's decided to steal to survive. Being a thief though leads to a whole new path.
Warning- In future chapters there will be mentions of abuse and blood. A lot of blood.
I ran as fast as I could. They still raced after me shouting. Maybe it was foolish of me but I couldn't let the children starve. So I ran with the jewels.
If I was caught I'd be sentence to death and I knew it. I wasn't a big pest but I was still a thief and I knew that if I was caught this time I'd die. Most times I could steal and get away with it.
Then again most times I stole from vendors and people in the market. Not royal guards !
I ran fast through the market dogging merchants that shouted. I cut off through an alley losing the guards. I found the hideout that me and the kids stayed at and ran inside closing the door behind me.
" Kenta ? What happened !?" 5 years old nami asked me walking to me. I smiled and showed her the bag pouring out its contents. I heard the others come into the room. " Kenta ! Where did you gets these ?" they asked.
" Yes where did you find these ?" Namu asked walking in. Namu was 3 years older than me making him 13 and the oldest of us 5.
We were a group of kids from diffrent villages that came together to live. Namu was the oldest and I was second oldest at 10. The two twins, Khemu and Sha were 7 and nami the youngest at 5.
Namu took the role of leader keeping us out of trouble. His village was slaughter in front of him by power hungry villages in the north or so he said. He didn't talk much of it.
I was put in charge of gathering food and money for us. I also took the role of mother to the younger ones.
Khemu and Sha came with use after their village just disappeared. They left to get food and came back to find everyone gone. No traces of them. Not even any dead just gone.
Then there was Nami who was left to die in the desert alone.
" Does it matter where I got it ? The good news is we can trade these for food ! Tonight we eat like the pharaohs ! " i laughed and the kids shouted with joy. Only Namu stayed unmoving looking at the gold and jewels spread on the floor. "Yes until we get caught and stoned ! Kenta this puts us in danger. " He said making the kids look up in worry.
" Namu we'll be fine. I ditched them bef-" a banging on the door cut me off. The children stepped back away from the gold and jewels. Falling to my knees I started putting it back in the bag. Once I was done Namu opened the door.
" Where is the thief ?" The guards asked Namu as I tried to hide the children. Nami began to cry clinging onto my arm. The guards pushed their way in before I could hide the kids. I stepped infront of them protectively.
" Ah so a whole family of thieves ? Take them all !" the leader shouted. I drew my dagger. The black stone cool in my hand the silver blade shinning in the light. Namu screamed at me but I ignored him. I would protect the children no matter what.
" If you want to take anyone you'll have to kill me first." I said through clentched teeth. I knew they could kill me in a heartbeat. At least it'd give the kids time to escape. "Kenta ! Stop it put down your weapon !" Namu screamed. A tug on my arm made me drop the weapon when I saw the faces of the 3 kids. They lost so much already. They kept their innocence though even though they lived this life.
" Fine " I said " Just take me I was the one who stole the jewels not them ! They did nothing." I heard the kids scream but Namu shushed them. " Kenta don't I'm in charge I should go." He protested. I shook my head my black hair shaking in sync.
" No. The kids need you to watch them. I'll be fine. Once they take me away take the kids and run for it. This place is no longer safe. " I said quietly to him so the guard wouldn't hear. I stepped forward toward the guards. The leader signaled for one of them to get me.
He tied up my wrist with a rough rope. The kids screamed as they pulled me away. I gave them a wink and a grin to reassure them that I'd be fine.
I was taken to a cell at the palace. The guards threw me in there. With my hands still tied I couldn't catch myself and I hit the ground hard. The floor felt cold and it was dark for the most part. A small candle left it dimly lit. With a bit of struggle I managed to sit up. Squinting I looked around. Nothing but an empty cell. I could see no one else around.
Slowly moving myself to a wall I leaned against the cold stone. I knew there wasn't a way to escape this one. Which way would I die though ?
I suddenly felt sad. How stupid was I ? I had put the kids in danger and now they had only Namu to protect them.
Sure Namu was smart and strong but he took little chances even if he needs to, to live ! ' Please Horus protect them ...' I silently begged. Even if the gods had rarely answered my prayers before and I had little faith in them I prayed to them for the children's safety.
Gods. I believed so deeply in them as a child I even wanted to be a priestess. Now I found I couldn't trust them either. They never answered to me.
The one time they had saved me was as a child. They gave me enough strength to survive when I had no one. Then I found Namu and my life as a thief had begun.
Silently I sat and waited. I touched the gold necklace at the base of my throat. The ankh. The last thing my mother gave me before my village was burnt down.
" But why ?" I heard someone ask. The sound of footsteps filled the corridor to the cells. Instinctually I slow my breathing and crouched down as best as I could.
" I don't know apparently the king doesn't have anything to do and decided to hear this case" Came a reply. Both voices were male. Guards. I strained myself to hear them better. " He is actually going to hear this thief case ? Why ?" I knew now that they were talking about me. The footsteps came closer and closer to the cell. A slight light could be seen now as it reflected off the stone.
" She's just a child. You know his magesty has a soft spot for children, ever since he got his own." I waited as a silence filled the halls again as the light came closer.
They reached the cell after that. "There she is ..." the younger looking one said giving a slight smile. The looked at me for a second before the other male opened the cell a pulled me out.
The led me out of the area and walked me through the palace. We passed some servants who would stare at me. Two children probably my own age looked at me. One of them with tri-colored hair pulled on an older mans arm and pointed.
Finally we reach a large room. At the head of the room was a regal looking man at his side stood several priest and guards. The pharaoh I assumed. I was made to stand infront of them. For a second I remembered a scene in the books of the dead where the deceased was brought before Osiris.
" Speak your name child. " One of the priest commanded. I looked around and kept silent. This aggrivated one of the men greatly. " Child you will speak in front of the King when commanded !"
"Not until my last dying breathe is taken from me shall I take a command from thee !" I answered. Though I might have acted brave and bold on the inside I was terrified for my life. I refused to show it though. Years of living alone have taught me to never show weakness. Some of the men acted suprised to hear me speak this way. Perhaps it wasn't the smartness move.
Them a chuckle was heard. The pharaoh was shaking his head chuckling at me. I felt heat rising to my cheeks. "Such a serpents tongue from one so young" He said quieting his laughter "But please do tell us your name."
" My name is Kenta..." I said softly. I felt scared even if I acted brave I was just a scared little girl. Just a small 10 year old girl who couldn't even save herself. Slowly tears prick the edge of my eyes and made their way down my face.
" Kenta, you stolen from numerous merchants and most recently from the palace itself. What do you have to say for yourself ?"
" You do not care for me or my people ..." I began tears making their way down my face " My village was burnt to the ground 2 years ago. My family died in it, mother, father, and my brother Amu. I lived in the street alone for months until I meet my friend Namu. Him and I also took in three other children who had no homes. We stole to live and get food. We didn't harm anyone. I did most of the stealing since I knew the most of the land..." I stopped not being able to hold back a sob. The feeling of loneliness overtook me as I realized I had no one left. No one at all. My family was gone, never to be seen again. With any luck Namu listened to me and ran with the kids far from here. This left me alone.
Completely alone ...
" I see... Then I can pardon you as long as you don't steal anymore " I shook my head. I knew I had to steal to survive out there. I couldn't live any other way. " Well then I can't let you go to continue your stealing."
Continue stealing. It was all I knew to do to survive. I knew how to read a write before but over time I forgot. What would I do know ?
"Though I cannot let someone your age be killed eit-"
" Pharaoh if I may say she is still a criminal an ther-
" Silence. She's still a child. Like my own son ..." I heard them whispering amongst themselves. I couldnt make out what was being said. They talked for sometime and I kept my eyes downcasted to the floor. Talking eventually stopped and I looked up. "Kenta what is your age ?"
" Age 10" came my response. I caught a glimpse of a smile on the pharaohs face as he nodded. "The same age as my son. My choice is made. You may stay here, you can be a friend to my son and-"
"Your majesty are you sure that-"
"Quiet, Itll be fine. "
I stared at them silently. My eyes wide. Had I heard them right ? I'd be staying at the palace and being friends with the young prince. "Kenta is this arrangement fine with you ?" I heard the pharaoh ask. With a quick nod of the head I bow slightly to him.
" Thank you so much Pharaoh !" I said my eyes once again filling with tears. He signaled for the guard to release my bindings. The ropes were released from my wrist. They had become slightly red in color and I felt my fingertips get warmer.
I was then taken to a room where I would be staying. It wasn't extremly lavished but it was nicer than anything I had seen before. The walls were a beige and the room had heavy wooden doors. The bed looked softer than anything I had seen. To the side of the room was a small balcony that looked over the palace gardens.
'This is where I'm staying...' I though to myself. This was more than I was use to for sure. Now I would live under the palace and even speak to the prince. The pharaoh had spared me and gave me a new life.
I was still just Kenta and I was still alone. Now I layed on the bed staring up at the ceiling above me.
"Please keep me safe ..."
AN- Welp there is my first chapter for this fic. There will be more and even a bit of romance and so on. Reviews are welcomed and appreciated.