Reincarnated Poet: Hello all, this is the first legitimate chapter of my fanfiction. I shall say again that The Covenant is not my creation, however, my character, who you will be introduced to in a few paragraphs, is. Hope you enjoy!
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If one were watching the night sky over Boston Massachusetts, they would have seen the small form of a child falling from the heavens. They might have panicked when the form stopped abruptly and was laid gently on a park bench beneath a large ash tree.
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Alexandra Harriner was officially taken in by Harriner Orphanage just outside of Boston Massachusetts a week after someone found her small form crying on a park bench. She was estimated at just over a month old and when no one stepped forward to claim her, she was given the last name of Harriner, as all unclaimed children at the orphanage were given.
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"Lexi! Come on, Lexi!" A young girl yelled at her companion. The girl couldn't have been more than eight, and her companion was maybe a year older. A frown broke over the younger girl's face as she raced back across the orphanage yard toward her friend.
"Lexi, come on, they'll catch us if we wait any longer." The young girl pled, and her world finally startled the older girl's attention away from the skyline to the north.
"Sorry, Amy, let's get out of here." She grabbed the little girl's hand and ran in the opposite direction that she had been staring after. Skinny legs ate ground like their bodies should have eaten food. Both girls quickly tired, but the elder kept running, nearly dragging her younger friend after her.
"Lexi, I can't run anymore." Amy finally said, pulling her hand from Lexi's. "We gotta stop for a minute."
"Can't stop, Amy. You don't want to get caught again do you?" Amy's face paled and she started running again as fast as her aching lungs would allow her, glancing over her shoulder through the trees they were escaping through. They didn't keep that pace up for long before the younger girl was kneeling in the crisp red leaves that littered the ground.
"Lexi, I think we're far enough now." Amy said, voice wavering and shoulders heaving from their effort.
"Alright." Lexi sat down in the grass, using a hand to push the dark hair out of her friend's face. "Don't worry, Amy, we'll get away this time." She smiled at her friend who simply nodded her small head, too tired to speak.
The two sat in the woods for hours, laughing and talking in quiet voices, both too young to really know the dangers that surrounded them.
"Come on, Amy, we've gotta keep moving." Lexi held her hand out for her friend, and laughed when she frowned. "Let's not run anymore." Amy smiled and let herself be pulled from the leaves.
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"Ames!" A teenage girl called as she ran down the cobbled streets of Boston Massachusetts. Her dark hair was loose around her shoulders and matted down to her head, and as she ran, three large feather earrings whipped back and forth with every step she took. "Amy!" She yelled again, but to no avail. Slowly her bare feel stopped slapping the pavement and she looked around, eyes scanning the darker alleys that might hide her friend.
"Alex!" Came from one of the dark abysses and without a second thought the girl took off into the depths. "Alex, help!"
"Amy, I'm coming, Amy!" The girl rounded a building and found her friend, backed up against a chain link fence, an older boy in front of her, laughing.
"Alex." Amy's voice was quiet this time, calmer. The boy turned around, and upon seeing the dark haired older girl he laughed.
"This is your hero?" He asked Amy. "She's gonna save you?" He laughed again, but stopped abruptly when a rock collided with the side of his head. He swore, and doubled over, hands going to his head protectively. Alex ran around the boy, another rock in her hand, waiting for him to recover. She grabbed Amy's hand and the two were running back down the alley, toward the safety of the main streets.
"Come on, Amy." Alex said, pulling the smaller girl along. "Come on." Amy followed, feet trying to move as quickly, but Alex's legs were longer, and she moved more easily over the streets than her smaller friend. They ducked into a warehouse and threw the makeshift door shut. Amy collapsed on the floor the second she hit the smooth cement of the building.
"Thanks, Lexi." She said, breath coming in rapid pants and gasps.
"You okay, Ames?" Alex asked, pushing her dark hair away from her own face.
"Just fine." The younger girl smiled up at her friend. "We have got to stop running everywhere though." She joked and the two friends collapsed in a fit of giggles, finally appearing their age of twelve years.
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A girl with some seventeen years to her name walked down the side of the road, a brown shirt and jeans hung off her frame, tattered and torn. A thick grey cloth was draped over her shoulders, and if a passerby looked closely they would see that it was fur of some kind. Her hair was long, nearly past her waist, and it was pulled back into a braid that unraveled at the end. Her eyes were on the ground, and she didn't watch as cars slowed for a moment to see if she was alright.
Taking half a look at her, they would know that she wasn't. Tears ran down her face and neck, disappearing into the leather necklace that hung around her neck. Her shoulders shook slightly with the cold, but it was quickly ignored. The cold in her heart and in her head was much worse.
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"Amy?" Alex asked her friend, who was propped in the corner of their empty warehouse. The girl didn't respond, and Alex took another step toward the girl. The closer she got the clearer the girl became. Blue lipped and ashen faced, she lay with her eyes closed, chest not rising or falling. "Amy!" Alex collapsed on the floor next to the girl, shaking her, trying to get her to wake up, but it was a lost cause.
The warehouse was quiet as she cried over the form of her friend. The girl had been coughing, but when hadn't they both had a cold or something similar? Alex ran from the building, leaving her friend behind as a silent witness to the cold harsh ways of the world for those who ran from their homes, good ones or not.
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Her feet hurt, and her legs ached. She'd been walking three days now, and all she knew was that she was going north-east. She was being pulled there, much in the same way she had always been pulling in that direction, but with Amy gone, she had no reason not to follow the silent call.
The younger girl had been the only reason she hadn't gone sooner, and now that that was gone…well…
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Reincarnated Poet: I know, not the most happy chapter, but I never said that it was going to be happy. I mean, really, what did you expect? Unicorns that rode on silver moonbeams? Not in my stories. Well, live will get better for our young Alexandra, but it always gets worse before it gets better.
