There is Someone for Everyone (ON HIATUS AS I REWRITE!)

by Puppy2665

Orphanelia Blackus, a girl who loves the shadows and would rather hide behind her pen name of Orphan Black than face the world. But, now her mother is forcing her to perform her many talents (excluding her smarts and skill in sports) for the King of Windor and many other noble standing people. (Set after the Future Arc; Asbel and Cheria are together and so are Hubert and Pascal) ;)

2. Chapter 2: Evil Step-Mother

(Sophie Lhant POV)

Richard exits Orphanelia's changing room with quite a blush spreading on his face.

Is Richard sick?

"Richard?" I ask causing him to jump. "Are you okay?"
"Oh, Sophie, it's you." The blonde man says after he turns around. "Yes, I am fine. Though I'm not so sure about Orphanelia…"

His pale colored eyes seem lost in a daydream.

He still looks sick… I'll ask Cheria about it later…

"So, is Orphanelia still going to perform today?" I ask cheerily, trying to change the topic.

"Yes, she insists that she is well. I do not th-"

I don't let Richard finish.

"Yay! I'll go tell Cheria and Pascal!" I shout and turn to rush down the hallway.

*Outside the theater, about twenty minutes later*

"Sophie, there you are." Cheria calls out as I run up.

Pascal jumps in front of me and I crash into her. We wind up on the ground in front of Cheria.

"PASCAL! You're going to ruin Sophie's nice dress! And yours, too!" Cheria, also prettied up, scolds and tries to help us. "Un-believable… What would Fourier say if she could see you right now, Pascal?"

"Geez, Cheria… Fine, I'll be more careful…" Pascal sighs and smooths her dress out a little.

Before anyone can say anything else, a side-door to the building is flung open loudly.

"You are so ungrateful, Orphanelia! I hope you know that!" An older woman yells as she shoves a young lady to the ground. "If I, your wonderful step-mother, hadn't taken your sorry ass in after YOUR science experiment or whatever the hell it was blew up and killed your father, you'd be a filthy slob on the streets like he was!"

This seems to enrage the young woman because she pulls herself up and stares at the ranting woman dead in the eyes with a scary look.

"YOU DARE CALL MY DEAD FATHER A SLOB!" She screeches and attacks. "HE MAY HAVE BEEN JUST A PEASANT IN YOUR EYES, BUT HE WAS A GOOD MAN!"

Each of the lady's blows look really powerful. Unfortunately, the older woman dodges all of them easily.

"Oh, so now the little bitch is trying to defend her father's nonexistent honor..." The aggressor (the old woman) hisses and smiles cruelly. "How tragic…"

With one swift slap, the elder's hand connects with the lady's face and sends her reeling backwards.

"KNOW YOUR PLACE IN THIS WORLD, ORPHANELIA BLACKUS!" The apparent winner yells before walking triumphantly back inside.

The lady crumples to the ground and sobs loudly.

Is that Orphanelia Blackus? The one performing tonight? Is she okay?

"Sophie!" Cheria calls after me as I run to the lady's side.