A/N: I should be playing my piano right now, but, meh anything for you guys.

Chapter 1: Orphanages

I ran into the bathroom, crying my eyes out, running towards the sink and splashing water all over my face. Cool water splashed on my face made me calm down. I rubbed my face with my hand and looked into the mirror.

On it, it said: Allegra sux, WITCH. I was already preparing for another wave of break down and tears. But then I looked directly at my eyes in the mirror. They were all red and puffy from crying, my face was thin and gaunt with two red lines slashed across my cheek bones.

My face was dripping wet; the building was quiet except for the loud cheering of girls my age across the hallway. They were yelling at me and jeering, torturing me. Punching me, slashing. Then, Claudia yelled "Let's see her violin and see how 'perfect' it is."

They grabbed my violin case and ripped it open carelessly, I protested. They yanked out my violin and grabbed pairs of scissors and hammers. Then, Victoria said "Let's see how perfect her violin is after THIS instrumental treatment. Claudia was about to snip the strings, when the violin snapped its own string and hit Claudia in the eye.

Then, she screamed how she was blind and to call the Matron Nurse in. The director of the orphanage came across the hallway to see what was going on. When she saw the ripped string and the blankness of Claudia's eye. She screamed and dragged me by the collar. She dragged me all the way into her office, which on a shelf, had a bunch of scary whips with nails on the end.

The director ordered me to sit down and she grabbed a ruler with a sharp end and slashed it across my face.

Slash, slash. Drip, drip.

Pause.

Slash, slash, slash, slash. Drip, drip, drippety and pssh.

The director kept it going until there was a nice stream of blood going and then she rubbed alcohol all over my cheek. It burned and felt like an open flame. She kept rubbing until the bleeding stopped and I was clenching my hands from the pain.

After the torture, she sent me to bed, and went to take Claudia to the medical doctor. I watched as the car pulled away from the driveway.

Back to present time

I stared at the mirror, all the thoughts and memories boiling in my head and then I took a deep breathe. I looked at myself straight in the eye and thought: You are a stupid, ignorant, damned for life murderer.

For some reason, it brings tears back up, but the inside felt calmer and better. I closed my eyes and smelled the damp mildew. Demigods don't cry, they are brave and superior. Yeah, I was obsessed with demigods. Back when I was eight, my mom kissed the top of my head and gave me a book on Greek Mythology.

I never really looked into it, but after my whole family died, I started reading. Page after page, I began to wonder and wish that what the book said was true.

I heard the car pull up in the driveway, and I hurried into my dormitory to lie in bed and forget all my troubles and worries. I grabbed my violin and glared at it. "You got me in serious trouble, sir." The violin seemed to bend backwards and seem to say Well, I did help you get your revenge right?

I took the violin and began to play it, the music was so sorrowful and sad, I could practically see the music notes pour out of the violin and into the air and swirl. I kept playing to keep the thoughts in the back of my mind.

"I wish you would stop playing that song, Canon in D. We're in an orphanage not in a wedding ceremony," Victoria snapped. "Play something happier instead."

"Isn't a wedding song happy?" I asked innocently. All the little kids woke up from all the commotion. Bryanna stepped out of bed.

"Yeah, I would love to hear that, or rather SEE, as you say that you can see the music notes while you're playing." Bryanna jeered. All the other kids laughed. "All we hear are miserable SAD songs, I was wondering if you can actually play any other music, rather than just miserable songs." Everyone laughed.

I stepped backwards. Victoria stepped closer to me until we were nose to nose. She jabbed her finger at me. "Let's see if Ms. Show Off can play a simple major scale without messing up. Unless, you don't have the skill nor the talent to play the C major scale.

My fingers trembled on violin and the violin stick, I was pretty good at minor scales, but I screw up bad on the majors, the easier ones. "SAYS THE ONE WHO CAN'T HANDLE HALF OF THE MAJOR SCALES AND ALL OF THE MINOR SCALES." I yelled at her. All the kids booed and hissed at me.

I began to play, it started pretty good, I thought that it wouldn't be so bad after all. But as I continued to play, the violin screeched and whined. There was dead silence throughout the period I played and a few minutes later after I finished. I was sweating bullets while I was waiting for the kids to respond.

They stood in shocked silence, then they started to howl in laughter. "Oh god, you really are an idiot and an ignorant witch, you can't even play THE EASIEST SCALE OF MUSIC." Victoria said rolling on the floor laughing, wiping away tears, only to be replaced by many more. The kids threw pillows at my face, jumping on their beds and tackling me with their hands either clenched or extended. I got lost in the whirlwind of feathers, pillow cases, nails and fists.

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The Next Morning

I ran down the stairs into the huge hall of feasting and announcements. There was quite a large group huddling in the back corner of the hall, laughing and talking. I crept closer, in the middle of the group was Claudia with an eyepatch on the eye, people hugging her and chattering. Couple of people in the group glared at me across the room.

I started to feel guilty about the incident, but then I reminded myself, It wasn't my fault, and Claudia got what she deserved.

I lined up against the wall to get a pile of eggs and hash browns, when I spotted the director and a boy that was only 2 years older than me talking. All the girls gazed his way in a starry eyed way. I wanted to scold them, he was too old for them.

I continued watching the strange boy, when he turned and scanned the room. He held a skeleton skull ring in his hand. Then, he stopped when he spotted me and pointed at me.