Hi there. A couple weeks ago I had this little idea for a fic and decided to see if I could get it down in writing. With some pushing from a friend I decided to post it. New MC and I will be deviating from the storyline a little. Feedback and criticisms are very welcome. Now on to the tale.
Hey. I'm Takara. Takara Shiido. I wanna tell you about a little... adventure I had some time ago.
A little background on me might be helpful too. I'm 5'6 with dark brown hair, green eyes, the 'cutest nose' as my mom used to say and a pretty permanent smirk. I am of mixed heritage, my mom being from California and my dad from Sapporo. I used to live with my uncle in Boston and I travelled a lot. I was pretty much away for six months out of a year. I'm 22 at the start of this, I play guitar (which really helped me get around. Busking is fun) and thanks to my travelling I learnt to adapt to new situations quickly. Which really helped me here. But that's enough about me for now. Onto the important part.
Some time ago I caught the wanderlust again. Informed my uncle, stocked up on necessities , a new solar charger, some drinks for the first few days and enough smokes to last me a couple months. I know, dirty habit. Sue me, and set out. Popped into a store later that day for... well... tampons. Always forget something. Came out of the store and my vision started to blur. Rubbing my eyes I wondered if I was just tired. I opened my eyes to see a market. I shut my eyes and opened them again. Nope, still there. "The fuck?" I wondered to myself. I started to wander a little, looking at everything and everyone. I had a very hard time believing what I saw. Lizard... people, cat-people, some sort of weird... dinosaur looking things.
I stop by a fruit stall, intending to hopefully get some answers. The guy behind the stall gives a look full of suspicion. "Uh, hi. Can you... tell me where I am?"
The guy stares at me for a second. "You're in the Capitol market. Where the hell does it look like? Now buy something."
I glare at him for a second. "Capitol of where?"
He glares right back at me "What you talking about? Buy something or scram!"
Gotta say, I'm trying to vaporise him with just my sight. "OK, I'm going." I left the stall to wander around again.
I realised that I was getting some weird looks, probably due to my clothes being totally out of place in this... medieval setting. "Gotta get out of the way for a bit. Gotta try and figure out what the actual fuck is going on." I talk to myself a lot. Especially when I question my sanity. Finding an alley that looks kinda empty I move to it, put my stuff down and sit on some steps at the end. What the hell happened?
I sat on the steps for a little while, head in my hands. Something I ate? Drank? No, this feels too real. The chatter I can hear from the market area is too real. God, this is insane. Am I actually in a different world? Am I just losing my damned mind?
"Y'know what? I'm just gonna treat this like anytime I go to a place for the first time." I am distracted from my internal debate by a yelp. I look up to see a blonde... thing falling.
Before I can stand or move I am flattened. "Hey. You OK?" I groan.
A snarky voice replies "Yeah, had worse falls and harder landings."
I sit up as the weight moves from my chest. A girl is in front of me. Short blonde hair, dressed kinda like a thief from a videogame. A long red scarf, black pants with pretty much only one leg, a black... what I can only describe as a strip of cloth covering her chest. Hmm, weird style but mine ain't much better.
"Shit, I dropped it" from the girl.
"Dropped what? Also, who are you? And why were you falling from the sky?" I say this a little louder than necessary, mainly due to me still being extremely confused by everything.
The girl glares at me. Seems like a day for it. "Why d'ya wanna know?"
Damn I think I like this girl. Cracking a grin I reply "Cause it ain't often that I have a kid literally fall out of the sky on top of me. Gets me a little curious, y'know"
The glare hardens a little. "I ain't a kid, I'm seventeen. And it's Felt. My name. As to what I dropped, none of your business. I fell cause I slipped on a loose tile. So, yeah, sorry bout that." As I get to my feet her face lights up. She dives to where I just was and grabs a small badge looking thing. "There it is." She shoots me a look. "Later." And, faster than anything, climbs up the damn wall and is gone.
I stand dumbfounded for a second before I realise that I could have, possibly, got some answers about where I am. Also, I kinda want her scarf.
As I finally turn to leave the alley I get punched. Hard. I land heavily on my back, pain coursing through my head. I hear voices. This is just NOT my day. I look to the source and see them. Three guys, one short and weird looking, one tall and shady, the last kinda normal lookin', are sizing my stuff up. I get to my feet, spitting blood. One on one, I stand a chance. Not one on three though, unless I can even the odds quickly. As they turn to look at me I take a fast step and kick the short one as hard as I can in the face.
"Bitch!" The tallest one.
"You're gonna pay for that." The other.
As I move toward them the tall one draws two knives. Fuck. I have a knife and (thanks to my ex-military uncle and time travelling in countries that are⦠not so friendly) can use it but, as luck would have it, it is in my case. Behind these asshats.
He starts swinging at me and it is all I can do to just avoid. I step to the left to dodge a swing, remember the other guy and look to my side just in time to see my case drawing in on my face. Fuck. I hit the deck again, stunned from the blow. The second I do I get kicked. Hard and repeatedly. Another kick hits my head and I black out.
