The sun shined dully in the sky as a chilly wind blew multiple colored leaves from the branches of trees. An occasional squirrel would be seen burying nuts in preparation for winter. The few remaining birds chirped happily from their perches on random trees. A young Amane about six years old, skipped through the forest and hid behind one of the many towering trees. She clamped one of her hands to her mouth trying to hide the sound of her giggling.
A small ten year old boy ran through the woods and looked around. Out of the corner of his eye he could see a small foot. He crept over to a nearby tree and jumped behind it and screamed. He began bursting into a fit of laughter as he saw his sister scream and fall over.
"Chester, you're such a meanie." Amane whined as she banged her fists against her older brother's chest.
Chester laughed at how weak his sister's punches were and patted her head, "I'm sorry, Amane."
"It's okay… Do you wanna keep playing hide and seek?" Amane asked hopefully.
"I think that's enough for today. We have to get home in time for dinner." Chester said.
Amane puffed her cheeks up angrily and crossed her arms, "Oh, alright."
Chester began laughing once more at his little sister's antics. He took her hand and began leading her back to the house.
They arrived to a small, isolated village somewhere in the forest. The sun was already beginning to sink and the sky was a beautiful mixture of orange, red, and purple.
"We're home!" Chester shouted as he and Amane made their way into their house.
"It took you two long enough. Dinner is getting cold. Hurry up and eat." Their mother ordered as she set their plates on a small, round, wooden table.
Amane approached the table silently, only bothering to glance at her mother for a quick second. During that quick glance, she caught her mother's glare. It never made any sense to her; her mother had always hated her. Amane glanced at her mother again. This time she saw her mother smiling warmly at Chester, patting his head.
Amane sat down in her chair and began eating silently, concentrating on her food in an attempt to stop thinking about her mother.
After finishing her food, Amane was ordered to wash the dishes then go straight to bed. And what did Chester do? He was finishing a puzzle with their mother. Amane looked down at the floor sadly and made her way to her room in the second floor of the house.
Amane opened the window of her room and crawled out onto the roof. Chester would always tell her not to do that, but her mother could care less. She scooted down the roof carefully over to a tree. Grasping onto the large trunk with one hand, Amane swung herself over and wrapped her other arm and legs around it. She shimmied down the trunk and dropped to the ground.
"Amane!" she heard her mother shout.
Fear in her eyes, Amane turned around and met the angry glare of her mother. Chester poked his head out of the door, but was ordered to go to his room. Her mother approached her, stomping with every step she took.
"Where the hell do you think you're going!" her mother shouted angrily.
"N-nowhere, mommy..."
Her mother grabbed her roughly by her arm and began dragging her back to the house, "Nowhere my ass! The only place you're going is back to your room!"
"I'm sorry."
Amane's mother threw her to the ground as they entered the front door. She whimpered in pain as she curled up into a ball, fearing that she'd be thrown down again if she stood up.
"If it wasn't for my parents, I would've gotten you while I had the chance!"
"Mommy, why do you hate me?"
"You're a child of adultery!" her mother growled.
Amane stood up and ran to her room before her mother could get any angrier. When she entered her room she threw herself onto her uncomfortable bed. 'What was adultery?' she wondered as her eyes began to slowly shut until she was fast asleep.
A crackling sound was heard in the night. Amane felt a strange burning sensation. She ignored it for a bit until she smelt something odd. Smoke. Her eyes opened up as she quickly sat up and looked around. There was a fire in a corner of her room, and it was spreading quickly. She sprung out of bed and rushed over to her door, swinging it open, only to see a massive wall of flames. There was only one other thing to do, get out through the window. Amane ran over to the window and threw it open and jumped out. She didn't bother to be careful as she made her way onto the roof and run down it to the tree.
When Amane reached the ground she turned around to look at her house. It was almost completely engulfed in flames. Someone came staggering out of the house and fall to the ground as they exited the door. She ran over and began trying to drag the person away from the door. Finding this task difficult, she began shaking the person.
"Chester! Get up!" Amane shouted fearfully.
Chester could only manage a cough as a reply.
Another figure began emerging from the burning house. It was her mother. She was holding a lighter and a large jug of some kind of liquid. Amane began backing away very quickly. Her mother's hair was a mess, and her dress had holes in it where it had been burned and the fires put out. Amane watched as her mother dropped the objects she was holding as she approached her daughter.
"That fire got out of control. It was meant just for you. Chester got hurt badly because of the fire… And it was all your fault." Her mother said as she pulled out a knife from a pocket on her dress.
Amane began to back up more quickly now. Her mother's eyes were full of anger and hate. She had finally cracked; her mother was now officially insane. As Amane began to turn to run away, she tripped over a rock and fell over. Her mother approached her, her pace slow. Amane remained on the ground cowering in fear as her mother finally reached her. As her mother brought the blade up, ready to stab her child, a ball of fire came at her and struck her in her abdomen.
Amane turned around and saw a strange lady dressed in a red, hooded cape and a skirt with fishnet leggings paired with a shirt that only covered her chest. The hood hung over her face so only her mouth was showing, her curly orange-blonde hair reaching down a little past her chest.
"You have wronged yourself with many sins. As your house goes up in flames, so will you." The woman stated.
Amane could just barely hear the lady mutter the word pyromania and not long after she said that, her mother burst into flames. Before she could witness this horror the lady scooped Amane up into her arms and ran off into the forest.
"Are you a witch?" Amane questioned the lady.
"Yes I am." She replied simply.
After awhile of running she finally stopped and placed Amane on the ground. Suddenly, the witch fell to the ground clutching her side. She removed her hand and stared at the blood that covered it. Amane stared wide eyed; surprised that she had not noticed the wound before. The witch looked at her and gave her a look that said don't worry.
"This is sudden and you are very young so it may be hard for you to understand and deal with all of this. I am the sister of the Grand Witch and she has been out for my head for a few years now. I'm badly hurt. I have a special power that allows me to give all my powers to one person. Since my time is now very short, I have decided to give it to you." The witch said.
Amane looked at her slightly perplexed.
The witch pulled a strange crystal out of what seemed like nowhere. "This crystal has the power of many witches stored inside of it. It is very powerful and one of the reasons my sister is out to get me; she fears that I will take over, which I'm fully capable of doing."
The crystal was placed in Amane's hands. She looked at it curiously before looking back up at the witch who had been muttering strange words. Amane felt a strange rush of power going through every inch of her body, and before she knew it, the witch was gone, and she had now taken her place.
It's been a few years after that traumatizing event. Amane had never returned home. She couldn't go back, especially after she had discovered that her brother had died. The wounds he received from the fire were worse than expected. Accompanying her were rather obnoxious and hyper twins. She had met them a few months earlier. When she found them, they were nearly dead, lying next to their already dead meister. She was able to heal them with the crystal, draining much of its power. In return they were to accompany and serve her for the rest of their lives; they gladly accepted.
Though Amane was still too young at the time to understand much of what had happened to her the past few years, she was able to understand two things; that her life would be hard and she'll never have a normal life again.
Author's Note: Sorry if there's any mistakes, if there are please let me know. I just really thought I should hurry and update. Sorry if it wasn't as good as you expected. Hopefully you read my note from the first chapter advising you that this chapter would be past events, or take place in the past. Please let me know what you think, if it was bad please don't be too harsh when telling me. I'm just hoping for a simple opinion. I wish I could tell you when I will be updating next.