In all honesty, I started this before I started the prologue… I was just writing Rosette, then, BOOM! There was this world of the future with fewer people and it was sorta dark… and I thought 'YEAH! Now I got this whole world, and nothing to do with it! Let's write a prologue!'
And now there's a chapter one too!
Can you feel my joy?
Oh yeah, and is it utterly necessary to put a disclaimer on the stories. Being fanfiction, one would automatically assume that the characters are copyright SOMEBODY. When I write a novel and write fanfiction for it, I'll put this long ranting disclaimer and stuff… Yeah…
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Dawn.
Many people considered dawn like new life. The sun lit the trees, the houses and the faces, and gave everything the glow of childlike joy. Fresh, you would say. To some, a fresh morning was beautiful. It brought simple pleasure and joy without materialistic gain, and smiled cheerily on even the most undeserving people. To others, it was cold. The light was blinding, and it lacked the warmth of midday. It left them rather unfulfilled.
To Rosette Christopher, dawn meant being dragged out of bed by her ankles. The same irritation she felt every morning at this time expressed itself vocally through her raspy morning voice.
"Dammit! Why do you get me up anyway! I never have anything to do around here!"
The responding harsh voice was equal or more to the rough hands yanking at her feet.
"School! Everyone your age goes to school! Why don't you?"
She yanked her legs violently from the man's grasp.
"BECAUSE," she explained, as if he were mentally retarded, "You don't want me to go."
"Yes, I do."
Rosette gave a frustrated growl. It was like this every day. EVERY DAY. This man had no idea how to take care of anyone, much less a rebellious girl going through her emotionally tumultuous teenage years. He would drag her out of bed in the morning on some ridiculous pretext, though they both knew he just liked the feeling of bossing her around.
"Since when?" she spat venomously, "I've never been to school ONCE!"
"There's a first time for everything."
If he didn't feed her dinner every night, he would have been strangled long LONG ago.
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The gruff man tipped his hat at his lady companion. "Was nothin', ma'am.", he expressed, grinning, "just my job."
The book clapped shut as its reader looked up. The entire house was filled with the sound of hysterical laughter, something not very common to this household. Joshua gave the door an odd look, as if he could see through to the room beyond. He figured if his dear friend were going insane, he wasn't about to walk in and interfere.
"Joshua! Come here!"
Well, there went that plan. Now the boy knew. What he heard in his companion's voice was nowhere near euphoric insanity. No, the feeling there was cracking the voice with excitement, and was so joyful it made Joshua lighthearted.
He flew through the door and down the hall, stopping dead in front of the screen indicated frantically by a waving finger.
He froze for one intense moment, the same reaction given earlier to the same picture, staring at the screen like it was the meaning of life and grinning like an idiot. He stayed that way until he was hugged around the middle in joy.
"Chrno, you're crying…"
Chrno didn't respond.
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That last bit there, that was really hard to write. I mean REALLY. I was trying not to say Chrno's name until Joshua said it, so I had to be all passive and I had to talk about his body parts instead of him and… That stuff!
But yeah.
And thanks to all reviewers. I've ranted to much so far to take up space mentioning your names, but I'll try to save space next chapter! I really don't like long A/Ns, even though nobody reads them anyways.
'specially 'cus this chapter's really short…