Bloom Mute

By: FunahoMisaki

(A/N: I own nothing and what if Bloom was mute when she started at Alfea? She wasn't born mute, no, but thanks to some scars on her neck…the only way she can talk is with a vocorder. And trust me…that gets a LOT of attention. AU OOC maybe femslash. Kickass Bloom)

"And you are?" Griselda asked peering over her glasses at the red head in front of her, causing the red head to give her a blank look in return. Reaching one hand down to her waist, the red head pulled out her trusty vocoder and put it to her neck.

"I…am…Bloom." The creepy mechanical voice said as Bloom mouthed the words. Griselda stared at the girl in disbelief and confusion as she looked at the tiny metal device before looking down at her clip board.

"What planet are you from then?" Griselda asked causing Stella to try and intervene.

"She's from Cal-" Stella was interrupted by Bloom giving her a sharp glare to silence her.

"I…am…from…Earth…" The mechanical voice said again causing Griselda to give her a surprised look.

"Young lady this is not a very funny prank. Everyone knows that there hasn't been magicals on Earth in over a hundred years." Griselda said giving Bloom a stern look that was met with a blank one.

"I'm….adopted….if…that….helps….don't….know…who…my…birth…par…ents…are…or…where…they…are…from…" Bloom mouthed as the voice spoke again causing Griselda to give her a searching look before nodding finally in confusion.

"Very well then. You'll have to come with me to see the headmistress." Griselda said causing Bloom to nod slightly as she followed the brown haired woman. It took almost half an hour for the speech and all to be concluded but Bloom was eventually in the Headmistresses office being looked at by all the other Alfea teachers.

"It was very brave of you to tell us who you are young lady." The aged headmistress, Faragonda, said causing Bloom to raise an eyebrow.

"Didn't…want…to…waste…breath…by…ly…ing…this…hurts…en…ough…as…it…is…"Bloom mouthed, causing the other teachers to jump when the mechanical voice from the vocoder spoke up again.

"What was that?" An elfin man she heard being called Palladium asked with a slight squeak as he looked around.

"My…voc…order…" Bloom 'said' before taking the metal cylinder away from her neck and showing it to the teachers.

"Why do you need something like that?" A short jolly looking man asked causing Bloom to raise her head so that her neck was clearly visible. The teachers all stared in shock, or gasped in horror in some cases, at the sight of dark angry red scars on the red heads pale neck. It looked like someone had tried to cut her throat…and did a damn good job of trying at that!

"Oh dear goddesses." The woman clad in a red and violet ensemble breathed out, tears in her eyes and her hands clasped over her mouth. If Bloom had heard the introductions right she was Madam DuFour, the teacher of etiquette and manners…yeah Bloom was probably going to fail that class should she be allowed to stay.

"How old were you?" Faragonda asked, her voice wavering slightly as she stared at the red head who merely tilted her head slightly in obvious confusion.

"When…that…happened. How old were you?" Faragonda specified a bit as she motioned towards the cuts on Blooms neck.

"…Five…" The mechanical voice said again, causing the women's eyes to fill with tears, DuFour was already sobbing slightly, while the men were horrified.

"Why? What possible reason could someone have to do that to a child?" Griselda asked trying to discreetly wipe away the tears in her eyes before the others saw. They saw…but they weren't going to say anything.

"…My…par…ents…saw…my…mag…ic…and…tri…ed…to…burn…me…a…live…the…fire…did…not…hurt…me…so…they…cut…my…thro…at…and…lef…t…me…to…die…in…the…woo…ds…i…am…use…d…to…peo…ple…hat…ing…me…for…one…rea…son…or…ano…ther…" Bloom mouthed although it looked like she was in slight pain as she spoke the words.

"Are you okay child? You look like you're in pain!" DuFour said worriedly and hoping to help prevent any possible pain for the poor girl. She seemed to have had enough pain in her young life.

"I…am…stre…tchin…g…my…scars…too…much…it…hurts…wh…en…i…try…to…talk…for…long…am…ounts…of…time…or…talk…too…much…" Bloom said causing the teachers to wince, even now she was still in pain and yet she continued to work through it. With a wave of her hand DuFour summoned up some paper and pencils, quickly handing them to Bloom.

"There now you can write down what you want to say instead of hurting yourself by talking." DuFour said gently and earning a surprised look and soft smile from the young red head.

'Thank you ma'am.' Bloom wrote down and showed the older red clad woman who just smiled warmly at her.

"You're very welcome, young lady. You're name is Bloom correct?" DuFour asked softly as she looked at the red head who nodded her head.

"Now do you have any idea what kind of magic you have?" DuFour asked smiling kindly at Bloom who nodded her head.

"What kind of magic do you have, Ms. Bloom?" DuFour asked causing Bloom to grin as she lifted her hand and lit it in fire, causing the elf, Palladium to jump with a startled yelp.

'Fire and some minor healing.'