Summery: Majella was just another girl off the street. She dressed like a street person, she acted like a proper (somewhat). It's hard to believe her parents are rich, though the money really isn't hers. After losing her memory, everything was new to her. A boy with red eyes. He took interest in her special ability. He took her back to the castle and introduced her to Hakuryuu and Kougyoku Ren. What will happen in her life? How will they change it? Will she meet Alibaba and his gang?

Chapter 1: Lost my Memories and now Kidnapped?


Majella wandered the streets of an unfamiliar place. The only thing she knew about her surroundings was that she was on the streets of Kou. The slums were squalid and overcrowded, carrying a mild stench of many unwashed bodies forced to live in close proximity to one another. But Majella didn't mind the poverty and the lack of luxury. Soon, she started mingling with the street children.

Her short white dress had smudges of dirt down the front and it was a little tattered on the hem but that wasn't unusual, being from the slums and all. Many day laborers were so poor that they had nothing but rags on their bodies with worn-out shoes where their toes could be seen peeking out from numerous holes.

Majella sat in the middle of the street, conjuring up illusionary images of green grass, majestic deer, and lots of other beautiful animals. The children crowded around her eagerly, eyes dancing with delight at what Majella could do. They all loved what she could do and wanted more.

As Majella performed for them, smiling fondly at the unabashed awe and devotion they showed her, her mind flittered to the blank in her memories. It was strange that she couldn't remember anything else except a few tidbits of recollection… like this power she held with her. The power of illusions…

Majella hadn't known how to consciously activate her ability but her body seemed to remember everything about it. As if it was all she knew.

As Majella moved her hands to shape out kittens and mice figurines for the children, the chain around her right wrist jingled softly. She knew that if she didn't wear the chain, a purple mist would appear from thin air and cloak her hand in it.

It was like a magnet, announcing its presence to her. Allowing her to access its own power. The whole thing was very bizarre.

The mist itself was easy to control but it could become quickly overwhelming when the essence turned into a darker, foggier substance.

Desperately trying to find out who she was, Majella helped a lot of people around the streets. Diligently, she earned just enough money to feed herself and the kids that were living on the streets. Every chance she got, she would ask around but no one had ever seen her before and she is left with no answers.

It has been two weeks since Majella's mind went blank. As she searched for who she was, she can't help but feel completely alone in the whole world. The terrifying feeling was one of her biggest fears...

Her reverie was interrupted when one of the street children, a young girl, gave her white dress a sharp tug. "A cat! I want to see a purple cat!" she demanded innocently, eyes wide. Majella let out a long sigh; these kids had quite the imagination. Complying with the child's impatient request, Majella started to form a purple illusionary cat for her to see. She felt the tinges of fatigue crawl into her being; she had been working all day.

As Majella summoned her power, she was unaware of a pair of red eyes watching her every movement from high above. The dark-haired man was sitting on his flying carpet and he watched intently as Majella created yet another creature from nothing. Effortlessly, she made one after another, nodding to shouted requests as the children surrounding her jostled each other to clamber nearer, until she started getting tired. He noticed that she had started breathing heavily.

He narrowed his eyes dangerously as he recalled the hateful orders that had been given him. Usually he hated taking orders but he had no choice about this one. However, he couldn't deny that he was a little interested in what this girl could do. Power was the only thing that entertained him and this mystery girl seemed to have much of it.

Making up his mind, he decided to make the effort and go up to her. Gracefully, he disembarked from his hovering carpet and walked towards her. He had to maneuver some of the loud, enthusiastic children out of his way to clear a path for himself.

Finally standing next to her, he said kindly, "Can you make a peach for me?"

Majella did as he asked, producing a beautiful fruit. His eyes danced with amusement as he took the offered peach. He took a bite out of it and was pleased to find the peach tangy, sweet, and juicy. Just like a real peach. Except it had been made out of nothing.

Judal had been ordered to eliminate the threat but obviously she was no threat. Sure, he was often cruel, arrogant, and could be somewhat childish at times, but he was more interested in her fascinating ability than murder at the moment.

Judal's sharp red eyes quickly picked up details about Majella, especially the silver chain around her wrist. Curiously, he wondered what it was for. Was it for fashion…? Or something else? He wanted to ask her a few more questions before he got rid of her… permanently.

Smiling at her, he introduced himself. "Name's Judal. What's yours?"

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The guy who introduced himself as Judal was confident but there was something about him that told Majella that he could be dangerous. She glanced at him and noticed his red, ringed eyes. She had never met anyone with such an intense gaze… well, at least that she could recall.

"Majella," she said with a smile.

Without warning, Judal reached out and gripped her chin in a steel hold. A devilish laughter came from him as he said, "You're coming with me, Majella."

Startled at the unexpected touch, Majella stuttered, "W-What!? N-no!" A small tint of red crawled onto her cheeks.

But Judal only laughed. "I want to show those powers of yours to the fourth Imperial Prince since he seems to be the only person around." Then he grabbed her arm and tugged her towards his awaiting carpet. Majella fought him with everything she had, kicking and punching to get away. She didn't want to go with him. Why was he trying to take her? As she struggled against him to no avail, the children that she had been entertaining scattered, sensing the conflict and becoming frightened of the scary man with the red eyes.

Majella could find no help from others. She had only herself to rely on but she was no match to Judal's overpowering strength and determination. He wrestled and then dragged her onto his flying carpet. Majella made every attempt to escape, even as the carpet rose higher and higher into the sky as buildings dwindled to small specks on the ground.

In a moment of luck, she broke away from Judal and tried to fling herself off the carpet but he caught her by the waist and pulled her back to safety.

"Are you crazy?" he asked. "You'll fall to your death."

Realizing her fight was now futile as they were so high up and there was no means to escape, Majella complained, "You're going too fast!"

The carpet wasn't really going all that fast but Judal laughed at her words and went even faster despite her wishes.

After a couple of minutes flying, Majella finally settled down, gradually coming to enjoy the ride in the air. The cool breeze ran through her hair like ghost fingers. "Hey… where are you taking me, Mr. Kidnapper?"

"The castle." There was a hint of irritation in his voice as if he didn't want to answer her stupid questions. As if the answers were obvious!

She stared at him with wide eyes. "Why the castle?"

Rather bluntly, Judal answered, "I was supposed to kill you but I find your ability interesting." There was no apology in his voice for thinking about her death, and Majella didn't feel like asking him about it.

It wasn't long before the grand castle loomed into view. At first, it was just a blocky shape full of shadowy spikes outlined against the sky. As they flew closer, the shapes started to come into focus, revealing elegant, tall turrets and intricate stonework. Judal guided the carpet down and landed on the roof of one of the castle buildings. For a moment, they sat there on the castle roof in silence. Judal was eating another peach; he really seemed to love the taste of it.

Majella sat quietly beside him. She didn't want to die nor did she want to give him a reason to off her. Then she heard him say, "Hey, girl. Tell me something about yourself. About your ability."

She froze, not knowing what to say. "Ah… um… I don't really have… any memories or anything."

Judal laughed as if he didn't believe a word she had said. "Are you serious?" he asked, chuckling. "No memories? Haha!" He wiped away a tear that had been caused from all his laughter. "How do you even know if your name is really Majella then?" He continued to laugh, finding it all very amusing.

Her face red with embarrassment, she wished she hadn't even said anything. "The only things left in my empty mind was the name… Majella," she explained softly. "And remembering how to use my ability…" She looked down at her hand where the chain was wrapped around her wrist. So many questions… so many answers she needed. Majella dismissed the thoughts and glanced back at Judal with a sweet giggle. "Well, Mr. Kidnapper, why don't you tell me something about yourself? Other than the fact that you like peaches."

Judal shrugged and took another bite out of yet another peach. "I don't like vegetables," he said.

Majella knew if she asked anything else about this man, he wouldn't tell her. Even if she begged. She decided to drop the conversation, and the both of them sat there in silence.


End!~ I feel like i didn't get Judals personality right, i tired... Tell me what you think about the story so far about the story ^-^

I didn't know what to name the story so the title might change

Review, Favorite, Follow, Ect ^-^ also i'm going to let the readers decide the pairing but theirs only two choices though.

Only two because I cant choose between the two (sorry).

Hakuryuu Ren or Judal (Judar).