I can hear them. Even through my egg. If they spoke clearly enough, I might be able to make out their words. Not always, though...

I only knew my egg was concealed within something. Nothing else.

My mind, my soul- if I even have one-, was floating... in nothing. And it didn't matter. Nothing did. Not until the shell was broken and I breathe my first breath in this life.

I have not changed. I will not change. Nothing has ever changed in 900 years. But what did change all that time ago, is another story. This is now, and then was then.

In all the darkness, a loud noise broke the screaming silence. Light shone. My mind retreated, my body immobile. Then it shattered. My shell had shattered. My eyes refused to open, my mouth working in it's place. I gasped my first breath of air as everything faded from my mind.

A girl was standing there. She looked surprised. She had brown hair, and was wearing red. A man was beside her. I was scared. I quickly stood and, gathering whatever strength I might have, ran. I just woke up, so I was as weak I'll ever be. But I ran. My legs carried me outside into the dark world. The air has changed, it was thicker and it smelled different. The sky was black, the ground was hard. I did not see any trees, and almost no grass. How much has everything changed?

Within a few moments, my body was already at it's limit. I dropped to the ground, panting. What was I supposed to remember about not using too much physical strength? I don't remember... but it doesn't matter. I swallowed- my throat was on fire. My breathing was begining to even out. I made a noise, an uncomfortable noise. I didn't mean to, though.

My eyelids were betraying me, shutting themselves. The ground was cold, but it didn't matter. I had happened to land in grass, instead of the hard ground. Blades brushed across my skin, dew drops clinging to me. But I didn't care. It didn't matter.

I can only imagine... what will happen next...

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It was another day. Another miserable day. Correction: Another miserable day of school, homework, and robot repairs. Today would always repeat itself. Except for one thing- her. She made all the difference. In every way, she was beautiful. WordGirl... but I am invisible.

But I didn't have time to think of her right now. I had to go to school. Or rather, trudge to school with ideas for new robots. And, of course, argue with my arch enemy, Becky Botsford. Same as every day.

...What's this? Someone with short, white hair, tinted with red, was asleep in the grass just outside my yard. Bandages covered her arms all the way down. Isn't that a fictional character?

Well, whatever it was, I didn't want it.

But it didn't take me long to figure out it was alive.

Oh well. I guess a day away from school wouldn't hurt...

WordGirl... Now do you see? I am invisible.

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Thanks for reading! I'm sorry if this might be a little confusing. At first, it's told by my OC. Then after she escapes her egg, her mind is reverted from it's original state to that of a child. Then it's told by her. Then it's told by Tobey.

I swear to god, review and I'll give you a cookie.

Sorry for the short chapters, too XD I was squeezing the last bit of inspiration I had at the moment into this and it didn't last long. But I think I left it off good :) Some of it was inspired by Otep's song Invisible.. XD

Now to figure out how to make my next move...

You can learn more about Tomoyo (my OC) at my deviantart page (The link's in my profile)