DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harvest Moon or any of it's characters.

Yay chapter 1 is up!

It took me a while to write this, not because it was overly difficult or anything of that matter just the time I've had has been limited, this chapter was interesting to write and opens me up for an exciting next chapter that I'm excited to start on.

Sorry for all the mistakes in the last chapter, I went back and fixed many so I hope there are now fewer, and fewer in this one as well.

I hope you enjoy this story and make sure to tell me what you think! (:


In front of me was a hunched over body grabbing my clothes from my dresser and throwing them into a bag I didn't recognize, a robber!

Without thinking I grabbed the beam that'd fell of my bed weeks ago and swung it to hit the figure, "get out of my house!" I yelled.

"May?" I voice crocked under the beating I was giving it, the name made me stall in the middle of my second swing at it. "May stop," the voice I could now make out to be an older mans voice, "May it's me Barley, your Grandfather."

CHAPTER 1

The pole dropped from my hands, "Grandp-" I stopped. "No that's impossible, I-"

"May," the old man repeated standing up hobbling slightly from where I had hit him previously. "I know this is hard to grasp but, please you have to come with me we don't have much time."

"I'm not going anywhere with you, my Mother going to be home soon and-"

"May-" he grumbled his voice getting harsh and despite his appearance I have to say he was almost scary.

"I'm not leaving with some random man who tells me he's my grandfather and-"

"Fine Zach go a ahead," the man yelled and for the first time I could hear foot steps behind me and before I had the time to fight back strong arms grabbed me and a gag was pulled firmly into my mouth preventing my screams of panic. I struggled for a time before I gave up, the man that held me prevented me from escaping. I could tell he was obviously bigger than my small frame and my small frivolous attempts to get free were all but helpful… I watched as the older man gathered up my possessions, stuffing them all into a duffel bag. I watched them scribble something down on a piece of paper leaving it on the counter before continuing to drag me out the door.

I don't know how they did it in the middle of rush hour with the people of the neighborhood out and about but somehow they got me outside and into their car and off on the road all without raising a single sign of suspicion.

I never gave much thought to what it might feel like to be kidnapped or dieing for that matter, but this I guessed this would be pretty much how I would have imagined it. Maybe some other people in the world would be freaking out right now spazzing even, I supposed they'd be worrying about their families and friends and other relationships they help close. But I wasn't, I doubted my mother would miss me all that much. I suppose if I survived this alive and was returned to her I'd be just as good as dead in her eyes.

This was not to say that I was in any way happy at the situation around me at all, but in the back of this tinted windowed old car being held hostage I was unable to move I couldn't bring myself to want to be anywhere else expecially with my mother... So I sat here in the car unmoving not even bothering to look out the window to track where we might be heading, I didn't even fight to get out of the car. Soon the man lnext to me let go of my hands so I was able to sit freely though I didn't change in position much, I just stared at the satin seat covers in front of me watching as the light of the sun reflected on them slowly dimmed into night.

I must have fallen asleep because now the older man was shaking my shoulder, he must have switched places with the other kidnapper during the drive.

"May wake up sweetie," he said.

I glared at him, still unsure if I should believe anything his mouth said. But I listened unbuckling my seatbelt and sitting up now awake.

"We're hear," the driver called.

"Alright Zack, I'll grab the bags and load them onto the boat. You can handle May," the other replied.

"Barley…" the drivers voice was gruff as he turned around to look the older man. "Are you sure about-"

"Just do as I say Zack!"

"Right…" the man unlatched his seat belt and stepped out of the car coming quickly to my own door helping me out of the car and holding on to my arm as he lead me to a pier. A boat sat at the side of it, open and awaiting it's passengers.

Great they were taking me out of the country, rather good kidnappers they seemed. I examined the mans grasp on my forearm, it wasn't strong I could probably break it and run wildly for my life, I might make it. But then where would I go? No I'd be a good little May and stay in the paws of my attacker, it was taking much less thought like this any way.

We boarded the small boat and it took off within minutes of the time we boarded I suppose it was to ensure there was no going back. For a while we coasted the water I couldn't hear the engine and the city lights were just slowly dimming from my vision over the horizon, when the engine clicked on overpowering the silence of the night.

"May?" the old man asked as he turned the corner to come over and sit by my side.

"Where are you taking me," I replied my voice terse I didn't bother to look at him keeping my eyes on the black water below the boats rim.

"Home."

My eye brows lifted; home? Now I looked over at him, "you took me from my home already now didn't you?"

He chuckled but it was hoarse and obviously forced almost in pain, I looked over to see if he was okay. "We're heading to Mineral Town," he said standing up and leaving me to look after him as the darkness of the night swallowed him up.

Mineral Town… my mind was moving a mile a minute at the two words pictures, people, names, all flashing through my mind he couldn't be telling the truth... could he?


And so the story begins!

Please review and tell me what you think this chapter has gotten me very excited for chapter 2 and I can't wait for you guys to read it as well!

-Lorelei547 (: