Lost Girl
She stared out the window of the bullet train heading towards Tokyo. "No one back there will miss me." she thought to herself. Memories of her mother yelling at her to stop daydreaming shot through her. Her name was Sona, and it had always been that way. The only place she could escape to was her mind, and now that she had decided to leave, her mother and anyone else for that matter, was a thought of the past. She had been different than all of her family... except for her father that is. Sona's father was an "accidental love" as her mother had put it so eloquently before. "Likely story." she always muttered after mother said it. It was an accident that brought her into this world. The cause of an affair between a human and a apparition. Her mother tried to pass her off as the child of her current husband, but her green hair decided otherwise. Now it was black due to being teased ruthlessly by students and siblings, but even now her penetrating red eyes gave away her more than human exterior.
It had been a normal life she lead until several months ago when she started having premonitions. Then when she touched the flowers in the garden, that she had grown to love so much, they'd turrn black and wither away. Like the roses and petunias in that garden, she to had withered on the inside. So much so her grades dropped and life got harder on her. She had urges to kill herself and stop the pain in her but truthfully... she was afraid. Her powers had grown so much so that she was a threat to all that came near her. So she left that hell and is where she is now. On a train to a new life.
Sona looked down towards her hands, covered leather gloves, with a small red rose embroidered into tops of each one. She wore her half brother's black Gi pants, along with his army style boots, her red tank top, and a black leather jacket she "borrowed" from her half sister. She remembered last night fondly. Flash Back: It was 7 o'clock, and everyone was finishing desert. Sona had excused herself early. Now looking through Leo's (her half brother) closet, she found seven pairs of the same black pants and three identical pairs of boots. While taking a pair of each she drifted slowly in Harmony's (half sister) room. As you have probably guessed, Sona's family has a very comfortable style of living, In other words: their snobs. Moving right along... she tore through Harmony's closet and found a leather jacket she never wore (off course this girl has four walk in closets in the entire house, she probably hadn't even discovered this one yet). Sona smiled when she found Harmony's favorite backpack made in Paris that she always flaunted, and poured liquid eye liner into it, while thinking "Revenge is sweat." End flash back.
Sure taking some stuff had been easy but getting out of that Mansion hadn't been as much of a delight. While scaling the 15 ft. wall in boys army boots was hard, maneuvering over barbed wire was slightly harder. Anyway it didn't matter anymore, she was here now and that was all she cared about. Well, that and where she would stay. Which at this point didn't matter. The train came to a stop. Conductor shouted: Tokyo! Last stop of the day! "Finally." she said to herself. Sona stood up and grabbed her backpack, and began to get off board when she was stopped by a peculiar looking girl with blue hair.
"Where do you think your going Miss Sona?" she said cheerfully.
"How do you know my name? Who the hell are you?" Sona replied in a less than perky voice.
"Well, your rude." the blue haired girl exclaimed.
"Yeah, and your blocking my way out. That's what you get when you abruptly stop someone and say their name. I don't know you, but you seem to know me so fill me in on the little details or get out of my way." she lashed back.
"Okay my name is Botan, and I'm here to help." she smiled.
"What? With my luggage? I think you need to be more specific." Sona was getting bored with these trivial questions and this childish girl.
"I'm here to help with your powers. I work for a man that is in control of everything related to abnormalities in the world. He's named Koenma and he is the king. He wants to help you to learn how to control yourself, and in return he'll have you do odd jobs for him."
"What is this? Some kind of "Demon World" Mafia? Do I look like I believe anything your saying? If your telling the truth, I don't know what I could possibly do for him. If he even exists." Sona laughed at the thought of this all powerful king controlling everything.
"I can't take you to him right now, but I can take you somewhere to meet people who know him, and trust him." Botan urged.
"Fine. I'll go with you, but don't think for a moment that your ruler, Koenma or whoever the hell his name is, will be controlling me. I've gone through that already and it doesn't fly with me." Sona reluctantly agreed.
She stared out the window of the bullet train heading towards Tokyo. "No one back there will miss me." she thought to herself. Memories of her mother yelling at her to stop daydreaming shot through her. Her name was Sona, and it had always been that way. The only place she could escape to was her mind, and now that she had decided to leave, her mother and anyone else for that matter, was a thought of the past. She had been different than all of her family... except for her father that is. Sona's father was an "accidental love" as her mother had put it so eloquently before. "Likely story." she always muttered after mother said it. It was an accident that brought her into this world. The cause of an affair between a human and a apparition. Her mother tried to pass her off as the child of her current husband, but her green hair decided otherwise. Now it was black due to being teased ruthlessly by students and siblings, but even now her penetrating red eyes gave away her more than human exterior.
It had been a normal life she lead until several months ago when she started having premonitions. Then when she touched the flowers in the garden, that she had grown to love so much, they'd turrn black and wither away. Like the roses and petunias in that garden, she to had withered on the inside. So much so her grades dropped and life got harder on her. She had urges to kill herself and stop the pain in her but truthfully... she was afraid. Her powers had grown so much so that she was a threat to all that came near her. So she left that hell and is where she is now. On a train to a new life.
Sona looked down towards her hands, covered leather gloves, with a small red rose embroidered into tops of each one. She wore her half brother's black Gi pants, along with his army style boots, her red tank top, and a black leather jacket she "borrowed" from her half sister. She remembered last night fondly. Flash Back: It was 7 o'clock, and everyone was finishing desert. Sona had excused herself early. Now looking through Leo's (her half brother) closet, she found seven pairs of the same black pants and three identical pairs of boots. While taking a pair of each she drifted slowly in Harmony's (half sister) room. As you have probably guessed, Sona's family has a very comfortable style of living, In other words: their snobs. Moving right along... she tore through Harmony's closet and found a leather jacket she never wore (off course this girl has four walk in closets in the entire house, she probably hadn't even discovered this one yet). Sona smiled when she found Harmony's favorite backpack made in Paris that she always flaunted, and poured liquid eye liner into it, while thinking "Revenge is sweat." End flash back.
Sure taking some stuff had been easy but getting out of that Mansion hadn't been as much of a delight. While scaling the 15 ft. wall in boys army boots was hard, maneuvering over barbed wire was slightly harder. Anyway it didn't matter anymore, she was here now and that was all she cared about. Well, that and where she would stay. Which at this point didn't matter. The train came to a stop. Conductor shouted: Tokyo! Last stop of the day! "Finally." she said to herself. Sona stood up and grabbed her backpack, and began to get off board when she was stopped by a peculiar looking girl with blue hair.
"Where do you think your going Miss Sona?" she said cheerfully.
"How do you know my name? Who the hell are you?" Sona replied in a less than perky voice.
"Well, your rude." the blue haired girl exclaimed.
"Yeah, and your blocking my way out. That's what you get when you abruptly stop someone and say their name. I don't know you, but you seem to know me so fill me in on the little details or get out of my way." she lashed back.
"Okay my name is Botan, and I'm here to help." she smiled.
"What? With my luggage? I think you need to be more specific." Sona was getting bored with these trivial questions and this childish girl.
"I'm here to help with your powers. I work for a man that is in control of everything related to abnormalities in the world. He's named Koenma and he is the king. He wants to help you to learn how to control yourself, and in return he'll have you do odd jobs for him."
"What is this? Some kind of "Demon World" Mafia? Do I look like I believe anything your saying? If your telling the truth, I don't know what I could possibly do for him. If he even exists." Sona laughed at the thought of this all powerful king controlling everything.
"I can't take you to him right now, but I can take you somewhere to meet people who know him, and trust him." Botan urged.
"Fine. I'll go with you, but don't think for a moment that your ruler, Koenma or whoever the hell his name is, will be controlling me. I've gone through that already and it doesn't fly with me." Sona reluctantly agreed.