p dir="ltr"/Belonging/p
p dir="ltr"Prologue:/p
p dir="ltr""Fire!"/p
p dir="ltr"Bullets were fired in my direction as the men were obviously aiming to kill their target, me. Clearly, they hadn't been informed that the bullets weren't dense nor fast enough to prevent me from stopping them. The man in front, I watched as his eyes widened, stopped firing. 'Smart.. not for long, though...' I thought to myself, watching as the bullets clattered harmlessly to the floor. They seemed to realize that I wasn't normal.. 'But it's already too late...' My eyes glanced back, and I winced at the sight of my parents' corpses./p
p dir="ltr"I resisted the urge to cry, focusing at the task at hand. "What the fuck are you?!" One of the men yelled, raising up his rifle to fire again. I prepared to stop the bullet in its tracks, my eyes spotting the form of my older brother behind them, blood staining the floor underneath him. Choking back a sob, I focused back at the men in front of me. His finger was inching near the trigger, but unfortunately he was out of my range.. until he actually fired of course. He wouldn't be in my range.. the bullet would be easily blocked however./p
p dir="ltr"Before the man could pull the trigger, a figure came out from behind them, jumping in front of me. It was Vincent, my older brother.. who I thought was dead. Blood stained his shirt and blue jeans, as well as his skin and hands. The man- who's finger had been on the trigger- didn't stop in time. I didn't even get a chance to protect him, as he yelled out stop, before a bullet pierced his chest. A gasp escaped me, "No..! V-Vince!" The man barely blinked at this, before turning his attention to me./p
p dir="ltr""Alright, bit-" He was cut off as I stepped forward, enough to get him in my range, and he was decapitated. I watched as blood sprayed from his now headless form, not reacting as I felt the splatter of blood on my face. 'Time to die..!' The other men stared in shock, allowing me to have the advantage. One man was viscously sliced in half, revealing his internal organs and painting the already red stained room with even more blood. One of the men managed to fire before his arms and legs were chopped off, the bullet skimming the top right part of my head./p
p dir="ltr"I felt the ribbon I was wearing slip off, torn away from the shot. This in turn, caused the remaining men to gasp, as it likely revealed the prominent horns protruding from my skull. "What the-" The next person, eyes wider than saucers, stared at me frightened. Instead of crying, like a normal girl would after just witnessing her family be killed, the corners of my lips upturned. "You see now.. you see just who you're dealin' with?" I asked, not giving him a chance to answer. 'I didn't want an answer, anyway...'/p
p dir="ltr"His heart flew out of his chest, and he fell to the ground- eyes wide with shock. The few men who were left started running but didn't make it far. A knife, that one of them had dropped on the ground, flew at them and sliced their limbs off or even their bodies in half. Blood, viscera, and limbs were sprawled throughout the room and it was almost like a twisted art piece. As the last man fell dead, the smile fell from my lips as I looked down at my brother's body. My knees buckled and hit the bloodied floor with a thud. I felt the tears as they slipped down my face.. as I stared into his lifeless eyes./p
p dir="ltr"Unlike me, Vincent was normal.. he didn't have horns nor did he have the pink hair... When my father had visited Japan, before my mother fell pregnant with me.. he encountered a crimson pink haired girl with horns... Vincent was eight by then, and the moment I was born.. my father decided not to have any more children. All I knew.. was that I wasn't human, and that I have inhuman abilities..."V-Vince..." He had always protected me.. despite how strange I looked. "I.. I-I'm sorry-" I cut myself off with a sob./p
p dir="ltr"A teardrop fell onto Vincent's face, slowly slipping down his pale cheek. "M-Mom... D-Dad..." I looked over to my parents' corpses, looking into their dead eyes. Mom, in horrifying contrast to her normal beauty, had blood coating her sunflower yellow dress as well as her pale skin. Her hair, normally a soft light brown, was coated with blood.. from where she had been finished off with a pistol. Countless stab wounds covered her fragile body, which mimicked how my dad had been murdered./p
p dir="ltr"His suit, since he hadn't even been able to change clothes, was littered with slices, blood painting his white shirt as well as the skin underneath. 'They didn't deserve this.. despite my appearance, they had never treated me like I wasn't family. Protecting me was something both my parents as well as Vincent did.. they can't do that anymore.' The realization that I'm alone slammed into me like I had been hit by a train.. then I heard the sirens. 'The gunshots...'/p
p dir="ltr"Not able to bring myself to leave, I adjusted how I was sitting. Now, my knees were pressed up against my chest and my arms were wrapped around my knees. Tears slipped down, staining the material of my pajama pants. Despite my crying though.. I felt no guilt for killing those men. 'They deserved it... They.. murdered my family...' Heavy bangs sounded at the front door, before the door was broken down. Men, with the word Swat across their chests, stormed in with their rifles raised./p
p dir="ltr""Jesus..." The man who spotted the scene muttered, looking around at the utterly viscous and bloody scene. His eyes fell onto me, eyes softening as he saw me sobbing. 'Kill him or he'll kill you.' I shivered, trying to ignore the voice in my head. 'No! I don't want to kill him..! He hasn't done anything!' I yelled into my head, shaking violently. "Anyone alive, Parker..?" I shook, hearing the words but not comprehending them. "Yeah, Morgan.. a little girl.. she looks to be about nine..." Morgan shook his head, looking at me./p
p dir="ltr"I saw him, flinching as the man approached me. "Poor thing.. she must've witnessed this." I flinched back as he kneeled in front of me, "No..!" I yelled, but he spoke quietly, "Shhhh.. it's alright. We're not gonna hurt you.. you're-" I cut him off, not understanding his words, "No, please!" My hands grasped my head, before latching themselves onto the horns. Morgan's eyes widened, "What..? Are those.. horns..?" Parker walked over, kneeling in front of me as well. "Looks like it..."/p
p dir="ltr"Another man approached as well, "Let's not focus on that.. they're probably just fake anyway... Let's just get the girl out of here..." I felt a light touch on my shoulder, and I nearly pushed the person back.. when someone scooped me into their arms. It was Morgan, I hadn't even noticed he had moved, I realized as I looked up. I felt my cheeks fill up with heat, which caused me to sob louder. Morgan shushed me, "There, there.. it's alright..." He looked at the other men there, while keeping a soft but firm hold on me./p
p dir="ltr""We need to report this.. and get this girl to the hospital to look for injuries." Parker nodded in agreement, before looking at my face, likely observing my expression. "What's your name..?" Parker asked as he took a step closer, I looked up at him. 'Don't tell him. All humans want to hurt you.. they all deserve to die.' I tried my hardest to ignore the voice, "V-Violet.. Violet M-Manfred..." I stuttered out, watching as his expression morph./p
p dir="ltr""Manfred..?"/p
p dir="ltr"I nodded, "Y-Yeah..."/p
p dir="ltr""You think she's related to Carl Manfred?"/p
p dir="ltr""Maybe.. we'll find out."/p
p dir="ltr""Poor girl..." The voices around me fade away, as I found myself falling asleep./p
p dir="ltr"•°•°•°•°•°•°•/p
p dir="ltr""Jeremy was your younger brother, correct?" I heard a voice ask. Another one answered, "Yes, which makes her my niece.. and I'm the only one left to be her legal guardian.. since all of my family is gone, outside of her and one other, as well as her mother's..." This voice sounded familiar. Opening my eyes, I instantly saw a blindingly white ceiling. My eyes immediately shut, and I let out a groan. "Vi, thank goodness." I managed to open my eyes again only to see someone I cared for dearly. "Uncle Carl!" I called out, sitting up and hugging him tightly./p
p dir="ltr""Whoa, easy there.. don't strain yourself." It's then, at that moment, that I noticed a strange feeling on my head. "What..?" The other man, who had been talking to Carl, spoke up. "It was nothing serious, just a small wound on the top of your head." I then recalled when my ribbon had been shot off of my head, 'This must've happened then...' The man looked at my head for a moment, "What are these..?" He points to where my horns are. Carl immediately snapped, "Now, that's none of your business.. if it isn't relevant, don't ask." I narrowed my eyes, 'Strange.. uncle Carl doesn't normally act like this...'/p
p dir="ltr".../p
p dir="ltr"'He's definitely upset...'/p
p dir="ltr".../p
p dir="ltr"'Why is he so upset..?'/p
p dir="ltr".../p
p dir="ltr"'I don't understand...'/p
p dir="ltr".../p
p dir="ltr"'Wait.. where are Mom and Dad.. and Vince..?'br /.../p
p dir="ltr"'Why aren't they here..?'/p
p dir="ltr".../p
p dir="ltr"'What happened?'/p
p dir="ltr"•°•°•°•°•°•°•/p
p dir="ltr"span style="color: #888888;"*/spanemThat was the end of the prologue, hope you've enjoyed. The Elfen Lied timeline is different, and the crimson pink haired girl is reference to the main character. I will try to explain the timeline as well. Also, this is my first time in quite a while writing a story in first person.. how did I do?/emspan style="color: #888888;"*/span/p
p dir="ltr"Sincerely, Talleybear./p
p dir="ltr"Prologue:/p
p dir="ltr""Fire!"/p
p dir="ltr"Bullets were fired in my direction as the men were obviously aiming to kill their target, me. Clearly, they hadn't been informed that the bullets weren't dense nor fast enough to prevent me from stopping them. The man in front, I watched as his eyes widened, stopped firing. 'Smart.. not for long, though...' I thought to myself, watching as the bullets clattered harmlessly to the floor. They seemed to realize that I wasn't normal.. 'But it's already too late...' My eyes glanced back, and I winced at the sight of my parents' corpses./p
p dir="ltr"I resisted the urge to cry, focusing at the task at hand. "What the fuck are you?!" One of the men yelled, raising up his rifle to fire again. I prepared to stop the bullet in its tracks, my eyes spotting the form of my older brother behind them, blood staining the floor underneath him. Choking back a sob, I focused back at the men in front of me. His finger was inching near the trigger, but unfortunately he was out of my range.. until he actually fired of course. He wouldn't be in my range.. the bullet would be easily blocked however./p
p dir="ltr"Before the man could pull the trigger, a figure came out from behind them, jumping in front of me. It was Vincent, my older brother.. who I thought was dead. Blood stained his shirt and blue jeans, as well as his skin and hands. The man- who's finger had been on the trigger- didn't stop in time. I didn't even get a chance to protect him, as he yelled out stop, before a bullet pierced his chest. A gasp escaped me, "No..! V-Vince!" The man barely blinked at this, before turning his attention to me./p
p dir="ltr""Alright, bit-" He was cut off as I stepped forward, enough to get him in my range, and he was decapitated. I watched as blood sprayed from his now headless form, not reacting as I felt the splatter of blood on my face. 'Time to die..!' The other men stared in shock, allowing me to have the advantage. One man was viscously sliced in half, revealing his internal organs and painting the already red stained room with even more blood. One of the men managed to fire before his arms and legs were chopped off, the bullet skimming the top right part of my head./p
p dir="ltr"I felt the ribbon I was wearing slip off, torn away from the shot. This in turn, caused the remaining men to gasp, as it likely revealed the prominent horns protruding from my skull. "What the-" The next person, eyes wider than saucers, stared at me frightened. Instead of crying, like a normal girl would after just witnessing her family be killed, the corners of my lips upturned. "You see now.. you see just who you're dealin' with?" I asked, not giving him a chance to answer. 'I didn't want an answer, anyway...'/p
p dir="ltr"His heart flew out of his chest, and he fell to the ground- eyes wide with shock. The few men who were left started running but didn't make it far. A knife, that one of them had dropped on the ground, flew at them and sliced their limbs off or even their bodies in half. Blood, viscera, and limbs were sprawled throughout the room and it was almost like a twisted art piece. As the last man fell dead, the smile fell from my lips as I looked down at my brother's body. My knees buckled and hit the bloodied floor with a thud. I felt the tears as they slipped down my face.. as I stared into his lifeless eyes./p
p dir="ltr"Unlike me, Vincent was normal.. he didn't have horns nor did he have the pink hair... When my father had visited Japan, before my mother fell pregnant with me.. he encountered a crimson pink haired girl with horns... Vincent was eight by then, and the moment I was born.. my father decided not to have any more children. All I knew.. was that I wasn't human, and that I have inhuman abilities..."V-Vince..." He had always protected me.. despite how strange I looked. "I.. I-I'm sorry-" I cut myself off with a sob./p
p dir="ltr"A teardrop fell onto Vincent's face, slowly slipping down his pale cheek. "M-Mom... D-Dad..." I looked over to my parents' corpses, looking into their dead eyes. Mom, in horrifying contrast to her normal beauty, had blood coating her sunflower yellow dress as well as her pale skin. Her hair, normally a soft light brown, was coated with blood.. from where she had been finished off with a pistol. Countless stab wounds covered her fragile body, which mimicked how my dad had been murdered./p
p dir="ltr"His suit, since he hadn't even been able to change clothes, was littered with slices, blood painting his white shirt as well as the skin underneath. 'They didn't deserve this.. despite my appearance, they had never treated me like I wasn't family. Protecting me was something both my parents as well as Vincent did.. they can't do that anymore.' The realization that I'm alone slammed into me like I had been hit by a train.. then I heard the sirens. 'The gunshots...'/p
p dir="ltr"Not able to bring myself to leave, I adjusted how I was sitting. Now, my knees were pressed up against my chest and my arms were wrapped around my knees. Tears slipped down, staining the material of my pajama pants. Despite my crying though.. I felt no guilt for killing those men. 'They deserved it... They.. murdered my family...' Heavy bangs sounded at the front door, before the door was broken down. Men, with the word Swat across their chests, stormed in with their rifles raised./p
p dir="ltr""Jesus..." The man who spotted the scene muttered, looking around at the utterly viscous and bloody scene. His eyes fell onto me, eyes softening as he saw me sobbing. 'Kill him or he'll kill you.' I shivered, trying to ignore the voice in my head. 'No! I don't want to kill him..! He hasn't done anything!' I yelled into my head, shaking violently. "Anyone alive, Parker..?" I shook, hearing the words but not comprehending them. "Yeah, Morgan.. a little girl.. she looks to be about nine..." Morgan shook his head, looking at me./p
p dir="ltr"I saw him, flinching as the man approached me. "Poor thing.. she must've witnessed this." I flinched back as he kneeled in front of me, "No..!" I yelled, but he spoke quietly, "Shhhh.. it's alright. We're not gonna hurt you.. you're-" I cut him off, not understanding his words, "No, please!" My hands grasped my head, before latching themselves onto the horns. Morgan's eyes widened, "What..? Are those.. horns..?" Parker walked over, kneeling in front of me as well. "Looks like it..."/p
p dir="ltr"Another man approached as well, "Let's not focus on that.. they're probably just fake anyway... Let's just get the girl out of here..." I felt a light touch on my shoulder, and I nearly pushed the person back.. when someone scooped me into their arms. It was Morgan, I hadn't even noticed he had moved, I realized as I looked up. I felt my cheeks fill up with heat, which caused me to sob louder. Morgan shushed me, "There, there.. it's alright..." He looked at the other men there, while keeping a soft but firm hold on me./p
p dir="ltr""We need to report this.. and get this girl to the hospital to look for injuries." Parker nodded in agreement, before looking at my face, likely observing my expression. "What's your name..?" Parker asked as he took a step closer, I looked up at him. 'Don't tell him. All humans want to hurt you.. they all deserve to die.' I tried my hardest to ignore the voice, "V-Violet.. Violet M-Manfred..." I stuttered out, watching as his expression morph./p
p dir="ltr""Manfred..?"/p
p dir="ltr"I nodded, "Y-Yeah..."/p
p dir="ltr""You think she's related to Carl Manfred?"/p
p dir="ltr""Maybe.. we'll find out."/p
p dir="ltr""Poor girl..." The voices around me fade away, as I found myself falling asleep./p
p dir="ltr"•°•°•°•°•°•°•/p
p dir="ltr""Jeremy was your younger brother, correct?" I heard a voice ask. Another one answered, "Yes, which makes her my niece.. and I'm the only one left to be her legal guardian.. since all of my family is gone, outside of her and one other, as well as her mother's..." This voice sounded familiar. Opening my eyes, I instantly saw a blindingly white ceiling. My eyes immediately shut, and I let out a groan. "Vi, thank goodness." I managed to open my eyes again only to see someone I cared for dearly. "Uncle Carl!" I called out, sitting up and hugging him tightly./p
p dir="ltr""Whoa, easy there.. don't strain yourself." It's then, at that moment, that I noticed a strange feeling on my head. "What..?" The other man, who had been talking to Carl, spoke up. "It was nothing serious, just a small wound on the top of your head." I then recalled when my ribbon had been shot off of my head, 'This must've happened then...' The man looked at my head for a moment, "What are these..?" He points to where my horns are. Carl immediately snapped, "Now, that's none of your business.. if it isn't relevant, don't ask." I narrowed my eyes, 'Strange.. uncle Carl doesn't normally act like this...'/p
p dir="ltr".../p
p dir="ltr"'He's definitely upset...'/p
p dir="ltr".../p
p dir="ltr"'Why is he so upset..?'/p
p dir="ltr".../p
p dir="ltr"'I don't understand...'/p
p dir="ltr".../p
p dir="ltr"'Wait.. where are Mom and Dad.. and Vince..?'br /.../p
p dir="ltr"'Why aren't they here..?'/p
p dir="ltr".../p
p dir="ltr"'What happened?'/p
p dir="ltr"•°•°•°•°•°•°•/p
p dir="ltr"span style="color: #888888;"*/spanemThat was the end of the prologue, hope you've enjoyed. The Elfen Lied timeline is different, and the crimson pink haired girl is reference to the main character. I will try to explain the timeline as well. Also, this is my first time in quite a while writing a story in first person.. how did I do?/emspan style="color: #888888;"*/span/p
p dir="ltr"Sincerely, Talleybear./p