"Katsumi!" Furibu screamed at the top of her lungs. "Get over here, you baka!" I reluctantly scrambled over to my abusive caretaker.

"Yes, Furibu-san?" I asked. A sharp second of pain took over my face. Furibu had slapped me... I felt the cheeck that she slapped, and it was still stinging.

"Ahou! I told you a million times it's Furibu-sama!" she snapped. "Maybe you don't deserve to come along to this trip to , after all! I only brought you along to carry my things, not for recreational purposes!"

I nodded slowly, because that fact was true. My back was aching from the huge backpack full of useless things, and my hands were full with many bags Furibu made me carry. Everytime the train we were on shook, something fell out of one of the bags, and I had to go get it. We were apparently going to for this sightseeing tour with Furibu's boyfriend. And I was stuck being the invisible tagalong...

Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Curoha Katsumi, a normal 15 year old in my first year at Asuka High School. I was adopted from a orphange in Tokyo, and I currently live in Asuka with my caretaker, Furibu Housagi. My father, Curoha Rokobi, disappered seven years ago when he went to a movie crew meeting. You see, my father was a movie director and a part-time magician. My mother, Curoha Sakura, was a stay-at-home mom, but she died from a rare disease. Somehow I think it was my fault that both of my parents died, but I also manage to keep a positive attitude about things. One weird detail about my father's disappearence is that my uncle, Toichi Curoha, disappeared during a magic show accident a day before my father disappeared. He was a world-famous magician, and my father must have gotten his magic tricks from him.

My family used to love me, and we used to spend hours having fun and enjoying each other. But now, Furibu tells me to do every single thing for her. She apparently adopted me from an orphanage in Nagasaki, but she was actually looking for a young girl to do all the work for her...

The train came to a halt at the Fuji Station.

"Katsumi! Let's go! Don't you dare forget or leave anything!" Furibu yelled. I obeyed and we met up with Furibu's boyfriend, Hidoemu Kentai. He pulled Furibu in a kiss, while I was just standing there awkwardly. We started going up the summit, with Hidoemu and Furibu hand in hand, and me behind them dragging Furibu's bags and the massive backpack pulling me down. I hit a weak spot in the trail and tripped, causing a gruesome cut on my left calf.

"Ow! Furibu-sama, do you happen to have any bandages in your bag?" I asked as I sucked in my breath. Furibu let go of Hidoemu's hand sharply and marched back to my position, feet stabbing the earth with every step.

"Why don't you turn around and see for yourself, ahou?" she gestured behind me. I turned around slowly, to see that the huge backpack had tumbled down the trail, spilling all of its contents. The bags that I had in my hand had scattered around me, ruining all of what was in there. I looked up at Furibu again to see a hand coming down towards my face. One of her nails scratched my cheek, leaving a painful mark.

"Get up." she ordered. I tried my best to with my bleeding calf, staggering as I rose. Furibu then pushed me down the steep trail, yelling,

"Maybe I should have left you at that orphanage! Your parents would have been more proud of you then than right now!" Those were her last words before I tumbled down the trail, and out of her sight. I also caught a glance at Hidoemu's face, it was a look that seemed to be full of pity, and... regret. Then Furibu started to drag him up the trail again, not giving me a second glance.

I stopped rolling down the trail at a clearing near the train station. I got up, and wiped myself off. My leg was still bleeding, but I had to go on... I found a station with seldom people, and waited for help... When a train finally came, a sudden wave of people pushed me into the train, tumbling me around and around. I somehow ended up in a large storage compartment. It was then I decided to get off at the nearest stop, Beika City. I would try to find a relative there- anyone that would help me. When the train stopped, I got out of the storage compartment, and ran out of the train station. A security officer caught sight of me.

"Wait! Young miss-" he called before I ran away from the train station. It was already evening, only a sliver of the Sun visible. I ran and ran, hoping to get to a police station, or see a familiar face- I was desperate to get help. My leg was now oozing, and thunder sounded overhead. I slowed from a sprint all the way to a slow trudge. The amount of people on the streets were now scarce. Eventually, I became overwhelmed by pain, hurt, betrayal, and the numbness in my legs, I collapsed in front of a large house. I think I saw a figure approach me, but I went out like a light before I could see its face. Now, all I can see, is darkness...