Kiteria: Heyo guys and gals. I have one more chapter already written, but I still have some touch ups to make to it. I'm still not even sure about how well this story is going to go, but I'm hopeful. Hope you guys enjoy, leave a review or three XD Enjoy folks!


The sound of snow crunching beneath boots was carried through the silent air to the awaiting ears of a black and blonde haired girl sitting on the edge of a cliff, her bare feet dangling off the side. She cocked her head to the side, her bangs moving with the motion as she kicked her feet back and forth. The girl hummed to herself as she listened to the footsteps fading into the distance. A smile made its way onto the little girl's face before she pushed herself over the edge of the cliff she'd been sitting on. Her body plummeted through the air, the wind rushing up to meet her, her body feeling weightless for only a small moment before she felt the fresh snow beneath her feet and it all came to a halt.

"Come out come out wherever you are."

She called in a sing-song voice as she made her way towards the footsteps. Her father had called her into his office earlier than usual this time and said he'd wanted to see how her training was going. The four year old was eager to show her father how much progress she'd made in learning to control her powers, thus what lead to the current situation of her hunting down the men trying to hide from her.

Silence enveloped the black and blonde haired girl, her shoulder-length hair swaying in the breeze that had blown past her, it's black ends passing in front of her line of vision as she made her way towards the last place she'd heard sound coming from. The island her and her father lived on was a unique one, its seasons changed every so many hours in a rotating cycle that remained unbroken. One moment it was cold enough to snow and freeze you to the bone, then it was so hot you had to strip off most of your clothes or risk dying of heatstroke. Then it would change again to soft breezes that tickled you with warm touches before changing once more to slightly chilly weather with leaves that changed colors almost as much as the seasons changed themselves. She thought it was fun, she got to experience all the seasons over and over again all in one day.

Hearing what sounded like a twig snapping, the girl turned to her left to see a figure in a yellow pinstripe hazmat suit standing frozen a few feet away from her. A smile made its way onto her face again when she saw the terrified look on the man's face.

"N-Naria, wait a minute….let's just-"

The man's words got cut off when black smoke wrapped around his body until it covered his mouth.

"No talking, you know the rules."

Naria said, shaking her finger disapprovingly at the man before giggling. She watched as her smoke moved to completely envelope the man before sinking back into the ground and disappearing.

"I caught one!"

Naria cheered happily, clapping her hands together as she jumped up and down with glee. The sound of frantic footsteps made her stop and she saw two more figures in hazmat suits trying to run away.

"Found you!"

She shouted before giving chase with a peal of childish laughter, she loved the game her father had created for her to test her powers.


"She has improved since last year."

One of the men in the room said as he handed a clipboard with several papers on it to the master of the compound. Caesar smiled as he extended a gloved hand to take the clipboard from his subordinate. He took his eyes off the screen displaying what his experiment was doing to look down at the sheets in his hand.

"Her endurance has gone up twenty-three percent, her creativity with how she uses it continues to improve. Her vitals are all good and she doesn't seem to feel any of the earlier signs of recoil from using it for too long. Good good."

He said aloud to himself before flipping to the next page. He narrowed his eyes when he saw the picture of Naria's back. The black speck that had shown up on her back when she turned two and he had first had her use her powers had grown, it was now about the size of his thumbnail when it had been about the size of a mole.

"It's grown."

He commented and one of his subordinates, a different one than the one who had handed him the clipboard spoke up.

"Uh, yes sir. It would appear it continues to grow the more she uses her powers. We have yet to figure out if it is harmful to her or not."

He explained and Caesar frowned at the information.

"I see."

Caesar said before flipping to the last page that showed the results of Naria's last test. She had only managed to find two out of the five men she had been sent outside with and she got tired trying to kill the second one. Caesar smiled when he remembered the way she had toyed with the man. She had wrapped her smoke around one of his legs and one of his arms, then proceeded to see how far she could stretch him. The poor soul wound up splitting in two and when Naria had gone to try to find the remaining men she passed out from exertion.

"Oh look, she's caught up with the second and third failures."

A man said, making Caesar look up from the clipboard back to the screen. He smirked to himself at how easily his subordinates believed the lie he told them about the men his test subject was hunting. He told them they were trying to steal his work after failing in the tasks he had asked them to do. Of course the truth was Caesar didn't care how many people he had to sacrifice to perfect his weapon.

"She's already moved on to the third one, she is merciless in her attacks."

Caesar watched with a smirk as Naria continued to dispose of the men one after the other before moving on to find the remaining two.


Naria panted as she climbed up the hill that she had seen one man disappear over. She had made it further than last time and was sure her father was proud of her improvement. She was going to finish this game and get her wish granted. Her father told her that for a prize if she won that he would grant one wish she had. There was only one thing Naria wanted, a hug from her father. He had been there, teaching her how to use her power since it was so similar to his own but whenever it came to being a father to her he was always so distant. She had never been hugged before, she'd read about it and seen some of the subordinates around the island do it but she herself had never experienced it. She wanted her first hug to be from her father, that was her one wish.

"Watch out!"

A voice shouted out, gaining Naria's attention and her violet colored eyes looked up to see one of the men dangling off the edge of the cliff side that was on top of the hill with the other trying to pull him back up.

The last two!

Naria thought happily, she would get her wish.

"Found you!"

She said making the man trying to save the other one turn towards her. His eyes widened and he opened his mouth to say something only to shout in surprise instead when he and the other man were lifted into the air by a billow of pitch-black smoke. It looked like they were lying on black clouds.

"I'll get my wish!"

Naria said happily as she lifted her arm and the smoke moved in response. It started crawling up the suits of the men.

"No, please!"

One of them begged, making Naria frown.

"You're not suppose to talk!"

She said before lifting her arm above her head with her fist closed, the smoke moved with the action once more. This time the smoke had fully wrapped around the man who had spoken and he was lifted higher in the air.

"No!"

He begged and Naria narrowed her eyes at him before bringing her arm down, making the smoke she controlled slam the man into the ground.

"No talking!"

She shouted, raising her arm once more before dropping it again. The smoke followed the motion in near perfect synchronization, lifting the man in the air again before slamming him back into the ground. Naria did this again and again until the man stopped moving. It wasn't until she unclenched her fist that the smoke moved away from him to reveal the broken state of his body.

"The rules are you hide, you can't make any sound."

Naria said with a pout as she crossed her arms, still slightly upset that the man wasn't following the rules. It wasn't until she heard what sounded like someone praying that the little girl remembered the last man she was to capture.

"Oh goodie, I'll get my wish!"

She said, her bad mood forgotten about as she turned back to the praying man.

"W-Why are you doing this?"

He asked, his question making Naria frown again.

"You're not suppose to speak."

She pouted and saw the man shake his head with wide eyes as the smoke moved to wrap around him.

"P-Please, wait! Just answer my question, why are you doing this!?"

He asked and Naria stopped at the sound of genuine fear in his voice. All she was doing was playing a game, why was he so scared.

"What do you mean? I'm just playing, nobody's getting hurt."

She said and saw the man start to cry.

"No one's getting hurt? What about him? Does he look alright to you?"

The man asked pointing to the man she had slammed into the ground repeatedly.

"He's just sleeping. Daddy says I put people to sleep when I capture them, they wake up after a while and say how much fun they had playing with me."

Naria explained with a smile, telling the man what her father had told her when he first explained the game to her.

"Y-You have to be kidding me! Sleeping, he's not sleeping you idiot, he's dead!"

The man shouted at her and Naria frowned at his tone.

"I'm not an idiot!"

She shouted back, tears pricking at the corner of her eyes. Why was he being so mean?

"Then how can you not know you're killing people? Caesar is just using you to-"

"No daddy's not!"

Naria shouted and the smoke moved, seeping into the suit and covering the man's mouth. His muffled cries of surprise were ignored as Naria started crying and the smoke twisted his head backwards. On rare occasions when Naria couldn't think properly, the smoke moved without her instructions. Now was one of those moments. As Naria looked at the two people in front of her, not moving she saw they weren't even breathing. She knew people who slept still had to breathe, but then that meant she had killed people.

"D...Daddy!"

The four year old screamed as she fell to her knees and started bawling. She had never really been taught what death was, she had only read about it and knew it was bad. If she had killed people then she was a bad person. But, her daddy had been the one who said it was okay, so did that make him a bad person? She was so confused, she didn't' know what to think anymore.


As I've done in the past, I shall do shout outs at the end.

xd9lizzy: I'm glad you seemed to like it. I had a little issue thinking of a new way to start a story that wasn't over-done.

Rain: You did? I was so nervous lol. This chapter let you see a little more into Naria's life but not by much. Hope you'll leave a review for this one too.

Suteruben: Most don't think of using CC like I did which is one of the reasons I did lol. If I can manage to keep this story going I hope to surprise my readers even more. As for the dark aspect, I have a tendency to write that way. It's just so fun.

Tis the end of the shout outs. Hope you all enjoyed the story, til next time. Later!