Hello again! Well, welcome to chappy nine, and I'm glad to see all of your reviewing. It means a lot to me. This chapter is here to do one thing for you… explain a little bit about Midorai's past. It's sad, just warning you, and you probably won't like her mom. So then, let's get it started.

-Only after the last tree has been cut down, only after the last river poisoned, only after the last fish has been caught, only then will you realize that money can't be eaten. –anonymous (sad but true)

The moon was an orb of silver light as Midorai fell into sleep. It was calming, the silver light washing over the girl. But her dreams were not pleasant, nor had they ever been. No, she dreamed of her past, and that was never a pretty thing…

A young girl sat happily on her daddy's lap on the couch in some building. Her white hair went to her shoulders and was pulled back with a pink ribbon. Her large golden eyes stared at her father with love and trust and the father just smiled back, but his eyes held a look of sadness. There was his daughter, his pride, Midorai, so different, but so wonderful. He sighed, and pushed her bangs out of her eyes.

"Hello, Daddy," she replied in a sweet little kid voice. Her feet kicked back and forth in a busy manner, her legs covered in white tights, and pair of pink buckled shoes was strapped to her tiny feet.

"Hello, sweetheart," he replied, kissing her sweetly on her forehead. She giggled.

"Kiro," a woman's voice called out.

"Yes, Ami?" he replied, looking at the door to his right. A woman walked out, his wife, and Midorai's mother.

"Our money is spent, and look at us, living in poverty, you know what we must do," she replied, tapping a nylon covered foot on the floor.

"Ami, we are not going to give Midorai to those…" he was at a loss for words, "Monsters… no, abominations!" he cried out, covering Midorai's ears with his hands so she would not hear. It didn't work. The girl started to cry.

"Shhhhh… its okay sweetheart," he soothed her softly.

"Kiro, stop kidding yourself that… freak of a daughter of ours is going to help us for once!" she replied, glaring at her husband. He looked back at his wife with shock on his face.

"Are you saying our daughter is a freak??" he asked, picking Midorai and placing her on the seat next to him.

"Yes, Kiro, that's what she, is! You can't think she's normal do you?!?" she replied, placing small gold hoops into her ears, laughing slightly.

"She's your daughter!!" he cried out, pointing over to the girl sitting on the couch. She wore a frilly pink dress and she was picking at the petticoats absent mindedly.

"I didn't want that thing as a daughter," she replied coldly, fixing her hair in the mirror.

"You're helping me take her Wyngs, and that's final, get her in the car, Kiro," she looked at her husband with a no nonsense look on her face.

"I won't! You can do it, and if you do, be prepared to come home to an empty house and divorce papers!" he yelled back, furious his wife would do this.

"Fine. I always knew you were weak. Kiro, come to your senses, we need money, and your job isn't paying you well enough, and I will never work, it's just not becoming of a lady, good bye, dear," she picked up a small handbag and walked over to Midorai, who shied away from her.

"Ami, give me a moment with her, and then you can take her," Kiro placed himself in front of Midorai.

"Fine, I'll be waiting in the car," she replied coldly, and turned on her heel.

"Sweetie, sweetie," Midorai looked at her father. His gray eyes were filled with sadness as he placed hand on her cheek. "Remember that you don't belong there, and please, try to get away, escape in anyway, and sweetie, I love you, I love you very much, and I'll always be trying to find you, I love you," he kissed her on the cheek as Ami walked into the room.

"Anytime now, you're too slow," she walked over, and grasped Midorai's wrist firmly and dragged the girl away, as she cried. Kiro just stood there. He couldn't stop Ami, he had learned this a long time ago, and now he was helpless again. The door slammed shut and he was left alone in the house, crying silently.

Midorai and Ami soon found themselves outside a very large skyscraper building. Instantly, Midorai didn't like the feeling she got from this building, and began to cry.

"Shush, do you want mommy and daddy to die?" Ami whispered coldly to her daughter.

"No…" the girl managed to make out between sobs.

"then you'll go in there, and be good girl, or else… mommy and daddy will die, so make yourself useful," she shoved the door open, and made her way to grab her daughter. Midorai, fearful for her father, went quietly, walking next to her mother, crying silently, but nothing more. She walked in with her mother into the large building, unaware of just what would happen to her…

Back in her room, Midorai woke up, crying. She looked around the room hurriedly and she brushed the tears away. She grasped her sheet roughly, muttering to herself.

"Stop it, stop it, stop it. No crying, it's not allowed, and you know this," she muttered, her hands crumpling her sheets roughly. But the tears just kept falling, hitting the sheet, leaving salty moist spots all over the cloth. She shook her head and silently walked over to the window and silently climbed to the roof. It was calming there, when no one else in the city was awake. The sky was dark and the stars twinkled and the kids in the houses were sleeping soundly. She just sighed, letting the tears fall down her face, racing down her cheeks leaving salty trails of her skin.

"I hate this, I hate my life, I hate everything," she muttered to herself, pulling her knees to her chest to warmth. It wasn't fair, everyone in the world was normal, so… why wasn't she? Why was she cursed? What did she ever do to deserve this? She looked at her hands, and sighed. She wished she could have had a normal life, to be like any other kid, and not to have this "gift". It was a burden, and it weighed heavily on her heart. Too many people died because of it, and she couldn't stand it. And somewhere, somewhere in this vast world, there was her father, who might be looking at this exact same sky, still searching for his daughter, still feeling like he was to blame.

And it was all because of money; money was the reason her mother sent her to Wyngs, and why Wyngs and Skye both wanted her badly. And she hated it, this greed that encompassed all humans. This greed that was so strong that people would sell out their own daughters, and leave their own husbands.

This greed that was the reason she couldn't sleep at night without crying or screaming. And this was why she hated humans, this greed, and the loss of humanity. How anybody would forget their morals just to better themselves. This was why she was ashamed to be a human, to know that somewhere this greed lay inside her. It made her want to cry. She just sat there, knowing she didn't want to go to school tomorrow and be stuck with all those kids, who were so pure and sweet, and unknowing.

She stood up slowly, and placed her right hand out in front of her, palm up. She muttered something to herself, and a small orb of white light hovered just above her palm. She muttered something again, and the small orb left her hand, and flew into the sky, disappearing into the night sky. And with that, it began to snow, white flakes landing on her and the roof and she just smiled. Snow was the one thing she loved. Cold, but pure. It seemed like innocence, and she just smiled, climbing back into her room, just before Daisuke burst into the room, excited.

"Midorai! It's snowing!" he cried out. He was overjoyed and secretly hoping there would be enough to cancel school.

"Hm?" she looked to the window, feining surprise, and the looked back, smiling, "Well, what do you know, it is…."

- okay, tell me what you think. I wrote his while listening to too much gothic music, and then ended it listening to simple plan, and it seems to have affected my writing, plus I had writers block. So yeah, and please tell me what you think!!! Thanks!