A pleasant day ladies and gentlemen. Some of you may not know the existence of this story, but I adhere to my own principle that this story is the first one I'm going to create. I admit that I'm only a worthless 'writer', that's the truth so far, and besides, I criticize that all of my stories are dump and trash. That's the term I'm going to use for this one. This is the one I'm going to publish. Pardon me if my story will only add harassment to your part, as this story bears no futile attempts to be the best, only to be the worst. Thank you for reading if you like it. But I do not hope that one will like this, as this one is worthless than a scratch as I've told you earlier. Now, let's get started

Chapter 1

She felt alone in this world; that was her experience since the day she was born. Born into a wealthy family in England, she spent the rest of her days in the library reading books, or in her room surfing the net to watch and read anything she comes across. Her most favorite activity is to write down quotes into her notebook from famous authors, as these quotes are the things she only considers to be her 'friends'.

Her parents have high expectations for her, yet she 'ruined' it because she has Asthma, to which she acquired genetically. It was not her fault, but she was always cursed by her parents, shouting and slapping her, whereas her sibling, to which hated her, too, always underestimates her. She cannot join sports because of her illness, but she was thankful enough that she has intelligence. It was only her greatest asset in order to survive the harsh reality that makes its way into her fate.

"At least you received a hundred points into your Academics today, but it would be better, if you are popular in your school. Again, I would like to tell you this. You are worthless!", her mom told her sarcastically.

"Mom, forgive me", she said.

"Your father and I are so disappointed with you. You are a nuisance to this family. At least your sister is better than you, even though she's not that intelligent. She's beautiful, healthy and popular in school and she's active in sports, unlike you", she slapped her again.

This morning, it's not new to her, as she was used this way. Her parents lavished her sister with gifts. That made her sibling a spoiled brat. She was not given anything, nor some clothes or food. She was only thankful that they let her live in that house. She worked part-time as an online advertiser; at least, she was thankful enough that her salary was high enough to sustain her own needs like tuition, food and the like.

This morning, she made her way into school, though not riding in a school bus. As she reached her school, the same group of bullies is tormenting her; her sister and her circle of friends.

"Poor, poor diseased sibling of mine. Your illness does suit you. You know what, if I were you, you should just leave, as no one loves you, because you're worthless!", Emily shouted. She pushed her sister towards the ground.

"Let's go girls", she said. Emily's friends just looked at her with a funny expression on their faces.

"The harsh reality torments you, Cassandra. No one loves you, except yourself", she thought.

She wondered why people are so mean with her. She soon found out that she was already late, as the girls have distracted her earlier. She ran so fast, and upon reaching her classroom, the class was already starting.

"Why did you run?", asked the teacher.

"Sir, it's because I'm late", she replied while panting heavily.

"You made fights again, did you? Come on; sit down, as you're disturbing the class".

She nodded and she sat down on her chair. She listened to the class attentively, and somebody from the back threw a can of soda towards, hitting her head.

"What's that?", she exclaimed.

"Cassandra, why are you so noisy? We're listening to the teacher", Harry replied.

"Cassandra, quit this already. If you do not shut your mouth, then I will take you to the Dean's office", the teacher said.

"Why?"

"Your sibling told me that you pushed her into the hallway earlier. She was crying, and her head was bleeding", Mr. Jameson explained.

"I did not do anything. I plead of you to just…" . Her speech was cut short when Mr. Jameson snapped. "What kind of sister is hurting her own sister? You are a scum. It's true what your mother told me. You are the black sheep of the family".

She cannot explain why these things are happening to her; she wanted to cry, but she cannot as she trained herself not to cry in front of other people, instead she can only cry when she was alone . She was taken by Mr. Jameson to the Dean's Office. Her parents were called, and she was declared suspended for 1 week.

As she went out in the campus with her parents, her father slapped her. "You did this again to your sister, huh? You know what; I've always wished that you haven't been borne into this world. Not only you were a nuisance, but also a trash", he shouted.

"Dad, believe in me. I swear by your name that I have done nothing wrong!", she shouted.

She was pulled by her hair by her sister, "Cassandra, this one is for the thing you've done to me earlier"

"We need to go home", their mother said.

"I do not have the desire to go home", Cassandra said while panting.

"Your asthma is getting in the way. It seems that you cannot breathe, well, good for us. Get in the car, now!"

She was pushed by her mother into their car, and while riding the car, she was deeply hurt. Her whole life it was a mess. Upon reaching the mansion, she was dragged by her sister, and she was locked inside her room.

Inside, she sobbed and sobbed uncontrollably. At least, she had several books, to which she considered her own friends, never leaving her, and always loyal to her. The books taught her a lot of things; it gave her some advices how to deal with life. She got her notebook, to which it contains some quotes, and she read it again. Her notebook was her most favorite, as she copied quotes on a lot of books, and some other sources, too. She opened her notebook, and read again her new added quote from Naruto.

"As long as this world exists, there will be endless pain".

At least, it was reality. The world itself was cruel. Her only amusement aside from reading books is to watch animes and read manga, then read some information on Wikias. The most entertaining is the Final Fantasy Wikia. She would read any sort of details towards it. She did not play the game, but she only watched the movies from Youtube. She wished that one day, she would experience happiness. But she suppressed it due to her way of lifestyle, as she cannot show some emotions aside from being stoic and being humble.

Rain was pouring heavily, and this time she's desperate enough to escape this cruel fate of hers. She got her phone, head phones, and her notebook, and opened the window, and jumped outside. She was wet, and cold, but she didn't care. All she wanted was to get away from this horrible life of hers. She ran and ran throughout the dark night. She was panting heavily that she felt she was going to faint. She reached her pockets; only to find out she hadn't brought her nebulizer mask.

Suddenly, she saw a portal that emanated from a distance. It was of purplish-hue and it absorbed anything from its vicinity. It grew larger and larger. She was about to run, but her strength was drained from her legs as the portal absorbed her, then she vanished from sight.

She woke up to find out that she was in a different place. The atmosphere was heavy, the same time it was eerie. Her heart was beating loudly, and soon she realized that she was chained. She saw someone, it was the Restrictor.

"How did you know of this place? Answer me?", the Restrictor asked.

"How did I get in here? Wait? This place looks like Deepground, but it's impossible", she exclaimed.

"It's Deepground, lady. Tell me, how did you get in here? Who are you?"

"No! No! It cannot be. I wanted to go away, but what did I do to deserve this type of thing? Everything is unrealistic", she screamed and screamed.

She was punched by the Restrictor, making her vomit enough blood. She was panting because of her asthma, she cannot breathe. "I can- can- cannot breathe. I-I plead… of you.. to free… me", she stammered.

"You seem to have a weak body, lady. And you seem to be amusing, as this is the first time that someone has begged me to be freed. But you will be a fine experiment, remember that". He laughed maniacally.

"What did I do? Am I in another world? That portal. It took me here. I wanted to go to another place where I could peacefully live, and not here. Maybe this is Dirge of Cerberus", she thought.

Is it wrong to be humble? If Fairy Tail exists, then they would help her. She knew of Mirajane, as she was a demon as well as a good person. She wished she was strong like her. Then, she felt surges of energy emanating towards her body. The pain brought by the energy was intense. Soon, she was enveloped in a purplish-black aura.

"What is this?", the Restrictor is surprised.

She screamed, and some of the things in the surroundings were broken. The chains that were tied around her wrists were destroyed, and the Restrictor was pushed back.

"What are you?", he muttered

After screaming, she didn't know what was happening. Soon, she realized that the chains that bound her hands were broken. Thus, she ran and ran even though she can't breathe. She was about to faint but her adrenaline rush kept her going. She found a corner where she could hide, and she stayed there. Sweat and tears are pouring down her face as she was panting heavily. She was scared to death. She wanted to escape the place itself.

"Save me", she thought.

In that dire moment, she took out her notebook and searched some quotes that could help her in that kind of situation. Suddenly, she saw one of Adolf Hitler's infamous quotes and read it.

"Think Thousand times before taking a decision But - After taking decision never turn back even if you get Thousand difficulties!"

"Adolf, thank you", she murmured.

She calmed her nerves a little bit, and she planned for something. Her plan was to hide, then wait for no signs of activity, then escape, even her chance is 1 in a million. As soon as she went out, alas!, she was seen by the Restrictor, and she captured her.

"Let me go! Let me go!", she squealed.

She wiggled desperately in an attempt to free herself from his grasp, but she couldn't. She was then thrown aside in a room, and a surprise of terror enveloped her face as she saw two figures, Rosso the Crimson and Azul the Cerulean, glaring down at her.

"Who is she?", Rosso asked in a sarcastic manner.

"She was the one I captured earlier. She was different, but I know you're bored that's why I brought her here, in order for you to kill", the Restrictor replied.

"This is quite amusing. I wanted to hear her screams, but she's just weak. Sorry, but I'm not going to deal with lowly creatures such as herself", she laughed.

"I hate the weak, and I'll finish this one quickly", Azul chuckled.

"Do whatever you want you want. I'll take my leave". The Restrictor left the three of them inside. Cassandra was scared, but she decided not to show it. She cannot breathe, and she gasped for breath as hardly as she could.

"I beg of you, let me escape. I swear I have no part in this, as I'm only an innocent", she pleaded.

Azul grabbed her hair and threw her aside. Her clothes were now stained with blood. "Blood, I love it", Rosso laughed like a psychotic.

Cassandra knew from the very beginning that she had a weak body, because of her illness. In the quotes that she had read in the previous years, not all weaklings are forever weaklings; they can be strong in their own right.

Even her body is in pain, she desperately tried to stand up. Blood was gushing out her mouth in large amounts.

"What's happening?"

A voice was heard from nowhere, and to Cassandra's surprise, it was Nero. She knew she has no chance of winning, as she cannot fight. She has no formal training in it, and besides, the Tsviets were spliced by the genes of Genesis, and with that they are exceptionally strong, aided with the Jenova cells, too.

"Do you know her?", Nero asked.

"The Restrictor brought her here for amusement. I hate this weakling, and with that, I'm going to finish her here. She begged for freedom, but a lowly human such as herself doesn't deserve that kind of thing", Azul replied.

"Rosso the Crimson. She was called as the Crimson because she loved the sight of blood, due to the experiments that shattered her psyche. Azul the Cerulean, the final colored Tsviet, volunteered in the Metamorphoses Project, which in turn enabled him to transform into Arch Azul. Nero the Sable, born from the experiments of Deepground, has the capability to manifest darkness. Upon his birth, his mother was absorbed into a vortex in another dimension, never seen again. All of the Tsviets were spliced with the genes of Genesis Rhapsodos, thus making them stronger than an average mortal. Nero, Weiss, and Rosso continued their training and grow stronger over the years to the point they were feared to be too powerful to control and Nero's arms were bound to prevent him from using his hands to manifest his dark powers", Cassandra said in a brave tone.

The three of them had their eyes wide opened as they cannot believe the girl knew such confidential information.

"Who are you? What do you know?", Nero asked in a threatening tone.

Her face was bloodied, and even she fears all of them, she managed to have an expression of calmness in her atmosphere.

She knew that in movies that involve some super villains, one must annoy the enemies in order for them to be demoralized, so that they cannot think effectively when it comes to battle.

"I believe today that my conduct is in accordance with the will of the Almighty. My name is not important, nor my age as it doesn't concern you. I admit that I'm a weakling, but being a weakling does not involve the body when it comes to battle; faith is the one that matters. I'm a weakling by physical aspect, but my strength is enormous when it comes to mental situations. Knowledge is power, that's it. I am weak but I am strong mentally, and all of you were lowly creatures, insolent ones, no, all of you are a besotted, shellback, immoral beings, more so than humans. You are mortal as I, it's the truth", she replied.

"How dare you?", Rosso screamed.

"I'll finish her now", Azul said. "I do not care whatever confidential data you might know of Deepground, but I hate weaklings like you".

"I may be a weakling, but you are only imbecile", she said.

"Go on ahead. Finish her, Azul", Nero said.

"How about me?", Rosso asked. "I will miss the fun".

"Rosso, stay back, as she is not worth our time", he replied.

Within a few seconds, Azul attacked Cassandra. Because Cassandra has no training when it comes to fighting, she was sent flying by him.

"You're weak, you speak as if though you were strong", Azul laughed maniacally.

Rosso was laughing, too whereas Nero only remained unemotional.

"Fool", Nero muttered.

Azul continued to assault her. He smashed her face into the ground several times; he punched her then grabbed her hair, and told her, "If you are going to surrender, then maybe there's a chance I will change my mind", he chuckled.

She was bleeding heavily, yet she continued to insult him. Instead of facing him, she looked up. It was Boa Hancock's extreme-looking down pose, and she imitated it.

"Why are you looking up? Face me", Azul shouted.

Rosso and Nero were dumbfounded by what she had done. Remembering what Adolf Hitler said, she told this to Azul herself, "Obstacles do not exist to be surrendered to, but only to be broken".

"What?"

"In the path of the darkness, there surrounds a grievous and macabre sight. His name was Azul and he fills the air with screams of fright. Yet, he doesn't know what the truth is and what the lie is. He believed in a lie that he was strong, but nevertheless he is nothing in this world.", she continued.

With her statement, Azul became angry and was about to smash her head again into the ground. Before he could do it, through luck and determination, Cassandra managed to grab hold his arm, and took away his grip from her head. Then, she ran underneath him and jumped into his back. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and through her adrenaline rush, she used all her remaining strength to strangle him. She strangled him, and even though her strength was not enough, she poured in enough willpower to do it. She fastened her grip tightly and tightly. Azul was moving hysterically, and even though her body aches badly, she didn't stop. She believes in Darwin's term 'survival of the fittest'.

She continued strangling him, and then unexpectedly, he fell down to the ground. Rosso and Nero were astonished to what they saw; Azul was dead.

She shivered to what she has done; she killed a man for the first time. She faced the two and told them something, "With enough strength, a person can die of strangulation within 20 seconds upon executing it".

"How did you do that?", Nero asked surprise.

"As I've told you before, a weakling can become strong in many ways possible. In this dire situation, I used my knowledge in order to kill a person, that's it", she explained.

"You shall be killed!", Rosso screamed.

With her statement, Cassandra in a swift motion ran and ran. She doesn't know where to go, and some of the Deepground soldiers saw her and fired at her. She was hit by several bullets, but her willpower kept her going. She managed to escape from the troops yet she doesn't know where she is.

Her vision was suddenly blackening out, but she forced herself to not faint, as her life is in the line.

"A reactor", she murmured.

She saw inside, there was a man with spiky white hair, half-naked, and appeared to be sleeping. One thing only came into her mind. Weiss the Immaculate.

I'm done now with my non-existent writing. I will update every week, to which is every Monday. I care not for your negative comments, as I've told you earlier, this story doesn't desire to be the best, only to be the worst. Farewell, though not evermore.