Hi everyone ! So, this is the first chapter of this fiction, which is a translation. the original one is on my profile, and its sequel, and the sequel of the sequel, but unless you can understand french very well, you won't understand a word.

So yeah, I'm French, and I'll be 18 in a few month. I'm in my last year of highschool, I'm not fluent in english even if I'm good at it, so there might be some mistakes in the story. Like, a lot. This is just a try to see if this story can have success in english. But, no matter if it has, I'm still writing it in French, and that's my priority, with exams, so I don't know how I will update this. Well, it's also a great way to improve my english, so let me know if you see mistakes.

My character might and probably seems to be a Mary-Sue. But it's not, well I think. It's juste explain much, much more later in the story. Bacause here, you'll have 27 chapters. In the sequel, 100. And in the sequel of the sequel, I have almost 60 chapters written and something like 26 posted. Just, keep on reading ? And be nice ? Please ?

Anyway, enjoy !

PS: Akira Amano owned the manga, I only owned the OC. Sorry for the OCC !

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My name is Luciana, and I'm two years old. Right now, I'm holding my big brother's hand, hard because an old man that I don't know is looking at us. I raise my eyes to my brother. His red eyes, like mine, are looking at the man. He lets go of my hand and I start to clap when I see him doing these pretty lights again. Once he did it, he take my hand again and the mister gives him his scarf and tells him he is his son. I don't understand why he says that. Mama lets Fratello go and she pulls me back when the mister takes my brother's hand.

"Fratello !"

He looks at the man, who nods and Fratello moves toward me. He smiles at me and puts his necklace with and "X" around my neck. His hand goes in my hair.

"We'll see each other again one day Ann', I promise you."

"Pinkie Promise ?" I ask.

"Yep." he answers when he crosses his pinkie with mine.

He ruffles my hair and I pout. My brother always do that to make fun of me. But I don't really care. I start to cry when my brother goes back to the mister. I try to go with him but mama holds me back.

"Luciana, stay here !" she yelled at me when she lifts me up.

"Xanxus !"

Xanxus don't return whereas he always comes when I cry. Why don't he come ?

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Mama told me to stay in the living room. She is talking with someone. But the mister she is talking with scares me with his red eyes. Fratello's used to always comfort me. I want him back to tell me I am sissy, but mama keeps telling me he won't come back. So I play with the necklace he gave me instead. I turn my head when the door is opened. Mama has money in her hand, a lot, and she don't look at me. The mister goes to me and kneels. He really scares me.

"Mama, the mister scares me !" I say running to my mother.

"You talk well for a two year-old little girl." the man tells me when he is coming to me.

"Fratello used to always say that I was really smart for my age."

The mister smiles so I hide behind mama's legs, but she takes me before and gives me to the mister. I look at mama. She is shaking.

"Luciana, you're gonna go with the mister."

"But I don't want mama !" I cry when I try to go back on the floor. The mister squeezes me aroung my tummy, and I can't breathe anymore.

"Do as I say !" she yells before going back to the kitchen.

I sniff and keep crying, but the mister don't like it so he slaps me. My cheek hurts but I stop to cry.

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I left with the mister three years ago. I think. I look at the necklace around my neck and grasps it. I don't know where I got it, but I don't want to take it off. The mister told me it was normal that I don't remember anything from my life before because I grew up, and my memories are fading. I glance at the kids around me and stop on a kid with blue hair. He has an eye-patch. But he has pretty blue eyes. But he is always alone. Once, he was bleeding a lot so I helped him. He had looked at me without saying anything while I was trying to stop the bleeding with my top.

The mister who took me to this place comes in the room and takes me by the hand gently. But I am shaking because I know what he is going to do to me. He always acts nice to me before, and after but...he always ties me to a table and put a lot of needles into me.

He says it is for some tests. But every single time it hurts me. So I shout, and I cry. So he slaps me and tells me to shut up. When he is done with his tests, he takes a knife and cut me at my belly or my back. It hurts me a lot, but he tells me he will keep doing it until it don't.

"Luci, salut"

"Sa...lut Romain."

Romain, it is the one who has to suffer the same tests than me. He told me he was French and that he was here for five years. He is also older than me by three years. He calls me Luci because he finds Luciana too long.

The tests today makes him really tired I think. His blue eyes are tired, his black hair much more ruffled than the other days. A woman takes him away and they put me on the table. Before, I fought back, but they hit me so I stopped. They attach me to the table and the mister starts the tests. I try really hard not to cry for the next hours. When they let me sit on the table, the mister seems really happy. He cuts my belly, but I don't feel anything except my blood flowing.

"Finally ! The first step is done !"

I tilt my head when he ties me again. But he has finished his tests for today, no ? He puts a mask on my mouth and nose. Oh, my eyes are closing. I feel...tired...

I open my eyes and sit. I take the mask off. I take all of the...drips they called them ? I take all of them off and turn my head to the man who is looking at me. I don't like him. He wants to hurt me too.

Why is he looking at my hand like that ? I glance at it and understand why I was feeling heat at my hand. It is shining, it looks like a flame. This light remind me of something, but I don't know what. I look at the man again.

He is like the others. He wants to hurt me ! But I have done nothing !

I want to hurt him like they all hurt me everyday. I stretch the hand with the flame towards him and she leaves to go to him. The flame touches him and he disappeared. I don't know why. I stand up but fall immediately. I can't stand up.

"Kufufu, it looks like we have another survivor."

I raise my head to see the blue-haired boy in front of me. He don't have his eye-patch anymore, and he has a red eye with weird things in it.

"What's your name ?"

"Luciana." I answer while trying to stand up.

I fall again. The boy looks at me ad takes me on his back. He is covered in blood.

"My name is Rokudo Mukuro."

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I've been with Mukuro for four months now. We live in the street, and we steal what we can to eat. But since three or four days now, Mukuro is weird. I like him, he is my only friend. So I worry about him.

Mukuro also taught me some magic tricks ! He do a lot of magic, and the pasture he makes makes me smile. Thanks to him, I can make another me and change a few things about me, like hiding the big and ugly scars on my body. I can't do it for a long time, but he tells me I'm doing well.

"Mukuro, where are we going ?" I asks him, following him.

"I'm going somewhere, but I don't know for you."

"Huh ?"

"Arrivederci."

He puts his hand on my forehead and my eyes shut themselves. Why he leaves me too ?

When I wake up, the first thing I do is looking around me. It's a street that I don't know.

"Mukuro ?" I says quietly.

The sound of the bystanders is my only answer. Nobody cares about me. I curl up and hide my face. All of this, it's because of that red-eyed man. It's because of him if I'm alone now. Something warm rolls down my cheek. It don't take me a lot of time to realize I'm crying.

Why me ? What have I ever done ?

I take hold of my necklace. Do I have a mummy ? A daddy ? And why did Mukuro leave me alone ?

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I didn't stay alone for long. A lady appeared one day in front of me and gave me bread and told me she was taking me with her. I said yes, but I think I regret it today. It's probably have been six months since I'm in this orphanage. A doctor came once and told me I should six years old. But I don't even remember my birthday.

But I'm not hungry or cold anymore. But everyone insult me, call me a monster and I'm always alone.

Why ?

My flame. The one I had when I met Mukuro, I did it again. In front of the other kids and some adults. Since then, they call me monster, or just pretend that I'm not here. Not so long ago, a man came, a priest I think. The adults talked about an exorcism, but when the priest saw my flame, he left very quickly.

"Monster !"

"You don"t deserve to live !"

I stand up and leave without glancing at them. Their words hurt, and that's the only thing that hurts me. Since I left with Mukuro, I fall, I bleed, I bang into things, whatever, I don't feel anything.

I look up to the sky. Since when it's nighttime ? It's cold too, I didn't take the coat Clorinda got me. I'm lost too. I shiver, I don't feel the ground under my feet, or even my fingers. It's winter, I think, it would explain the snowflakes which start to fall. I shiver again.

"Watch out !"

I turn around just in time to see a blond-haired boy, taller than me, fall on me. As always, I don't feel anything, whereas I have the impression that something hot is trickling in my hair. My eyes shut themselves. I wanna sleep. Before to totally fall asleep, I see faintly the worried face of the boy above me. I think he's calling me, but the only thing I hear is the name of the man with the boy. Romari I think.

That day, I met Dino, heir of the Cavallone Family, for the first time.

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"Luci, salut": Luci, hi.

"Sa...lut Romain.": Hi Romain.

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