The New Legend of Snow White: The Silver Pretear

Written By: Andrea MacFarlane

All original characters and situations are copyright the author of this story, all characters from Pretear are copyright Junichi Satou.

Author's Notes: This takes place 3 years after the end, Takako is still around but I decided that Himeno died in the end so she no longer exists. Hayate is 21, Sasame is 20, Takako, Kei and Go are 19, Mannen is 13, Hajime is 10 and Shin is 8. The newest Pretear is Yamana Ayako, aged 19. I hope you all enjoy it!

WARNING: This fanfiction will and does contain mature content and situations, so if you aren't mature, DON'T read it!

Chapter 1: The Meeting

"It's time to find the Pretear Hayate, we've waited far longer then we should have." Sasame said quietly as the two Leafe Knights surveyed the city. Hayate's refusal to move on and away from the past was something the Leafe of Sound could not tolerate any longer.

"I know..."

It was a strange day for Ayako, the night before it had snowed red again, as it had for many nights over the last month and a half. But last night she'd had the strangest dream, one where she could hear someone crying in a snowstorm, and she'd tried to find the voice but had only ended up getting lost in the endless red snow. Then a gust of wind had swept two paths for her, and she'd woken before she could choose the path she'd take. It was strange because Ayako hardly ever dreamed, and when she did it was never so clear, it had always been in clips and fuzzy pictures before last night.

She'd dressed quietly into her semi-punk clothes and snuck past the snoring figure of her father in his recliner. The old man's snores shook his whole body as she went past him. It wasn't enough that she wasn't able to go to school, but she had to work just to keep her father in his liquor.

The café wasn't such a horrible place to work at, considering she wasn't one of the servers and she stayed behind the scenes making all the desserts. Sometimes she liked sneaking around the side of the building on her beak to walk past the front and watch customers eat her desserts.

As she walked through the streets Ayako felt a strange chill washing over her, like someone was following her. But no matter how many times she turned to look the street was always empty.

She arrived at work twenty minutes early and already she could see Go breaking down the tables and setting the tablecloths. The guy had been around just as long as her if not longer. She knew he had a lot of friends that dropped by, she'd often seen them all together eating pastries she'd prepared. Absently she'd always thought that it was criminal to have that many attractive guys all in one place.

"Ohayo Ayako-chan!" she heard him call as she walked past him. She raised her hand towards him and smiled as she entered the kitchen.

Go watched Ayako enter the kitchen before taking out his cellular and pressing the home button. "She's here." He said and then flipped it shut. He hoped that Ayako would be able to accept what they were going to tell her. She seemed like a fragile person, but he hoped she'd be able to pull on some inner strength.

"Oy Ayako! Go's run off for a bit and we're short staffed, grab one of the tables please!" the manager called as he himself started busting tables.

It was her break but apparently that wasn't an excuse for an overabundance of customers. She slipped off her cooking smock and washed her hands before grabbing a notepad and a pen and setting off to the outside terrace section of the café.

Table four had three men sitting at it, all of them leered at her as she approached and she felt a churning wrench in her stomach as she came closer. "How can I help you gentlemen?" she asked as she swallowed her urge to get away from them.

The apparent leader of the gang pushed himself back in his chair to look at her ass and he licked his lips suggestively. "I'd like some of that cake behind you got." He said as he laughed and slapped hands with his buddies.

"I'm not on the menu, I suggest you pick something else." She replied coldly. It had always been a nasty habit of hers to bark back without thinking when she felt threatened. It always got her into trouble, as it did now as she watched the three men stop laughing and look almost hungrily at her.

"Bitch, if I want you I can have you." The bleach blond leader said as he grabbed her hip quickly and pulled her into his lap. In moments he'd started to put his hands on her breasts and she struggled against him but made no noise. When she felt his hand grip her inner thigh she froze and her eyes glassed over as they always did when it happened.

She felt herself hit the floor and a few screams rung like whispers in her ears. The absence of hands was a new feeling that brought her back to her senses. Go and two of his friends were shoving the three thugs out of the café amidst the cheers of other customers.

Ayako stood shakily and moved quickly back into the kitchen. She headed for the back door and once she'd hit the back alley she dropped to her hands and knees and began throwing up. She hated herself for being so weak, she hated herself period. She wanted to run and never turn back.

"Why didn't you do anything to stop them?"

Ayako's eyes flew to meet chilly blue ones and she immediately recognized the man as one of Go's friends. Moments later she heard fast moving footsteps and Go burst out of the back door followed by another blonde haired friend.

"Ayako-chan! Daijoubu desu ka?" he asked as he knelt next to her.

She smiled with encouragement for him not wanting him to worry, she'd learned to hide herself well over the years and she hated the look of pity he was giving her right now, she hated any look of pity period. Only the tall blue eyed man kept his look chilly, not an ounce of pity appeared in his eyes and for that she was grateful.

"My name is Kei, and this is Hayate, we wanted to speak to you about something very important, will you walk with us for a little while?" the blonde man said as he offered her a hand to help her stand.

Ayako pushed his hand away and stood by herself, "I'm perfectly fine on my own and I've got work to do with no time to dawdle." She replied quickly as she brushed herself off and started back towards the door. Just before she entered she paused and turned back to the three men, "Arigato...for saving me back there."

Hayate watched the woman walk back into the café and shook his head, "She's stupid to have just sat there. There's no way she can be the new Pretear, she'd fold within the first minute."

"Not necessarily Hayate, I think she's got an inner strength, Go was right to think we should try make her the next Pretear." Kei replied as he crossed his arms over his chest. He slide his gaze towards Hayate with a grin, "And you'll be the one to convince her, it's time you started talking to people other then just us Knights."

Go laughed and slapped Hayate on the back of his shoulder, "There's an idea if I ever heard one." He said before going back to work himself.

Hayate scowled at Kei and shook his head, "I won't do it." He said before walking away.

Kei sighed heavily and looked after the Kinght of Wind. Kei knew Hayate would do it...eventually.