A/N: woot! second chapter! thank you for my few readers...oh well. I'll be typing more of the companion story to this, hopefully have something updated tomorrow. :-0

Please review! If I'm doing something wrong, tell me about it! Same disclamers as before, plus a new one! Lilith, who is introduced in this chapter, doesn't belong to me either! She's my sister's OC. So Special thanks to my sister, Sno Italever!

How to be Human

Lesson Two: How to Make a Mistake

I awoke the next morning, still curled up in that corner, noticing right off that I wasn't alone. At first, when I wasn't totally awake, I thought it was Master standing over me, waiting to beat me for not waking up exactly when he wanted.

The thought jolted me enough to be awake in an instant, only to find that it wasn't Master, but someone else. A woman and like me, she was wearing all white. She was curled up against the wall, far away from me. There was a shackle on her left ankle, binding her to the wall. I couldn't help but feel bad for her. She was new, like I had been once. That's why she was shackled.

Another thing I noticed, though, was that she was beautiful (unlike me). Even in the dim light, I could tell this fact. She wore a white trench coat with a black tank top under it and baggy pants. Her shoes and socks were missing, but I guess one of the guards probably was told to take them. She looked like an actual princess, like the ones from the book that was now in my possession.

I quietly opened the book, searching through the pictures and stories until I found one that looked like the woman in my cell. There! Sleeping Beauty, also known as Rose. I smiled to myself.

"Rose…that's a good name for you," I said quietly. I didn't think she'd have a name. I didn't when I came here. Master was the one who named me "Shera." Without him, I would have been nameless, probably dead.

Would death have been better?

I looked back down at the book. Supposedly, it'd taken 100 years for Sleeping Beauty's prince to save her. I hoped that this woman's prince would come some time before a hundred years had past.

"A hundred years? Why wait so long?" I mused.

The woman stirred. I gulped and hid behind my book, scared that I'd woken her up. What if she was mean? Would she hurt me? I didn't notice that she was awake and watching me until she spoke.

"Oh my…" she said. I peeked out at her from behind my book, gulping again.

"G-good morning, Rose…" I whispered, trying to keep my voice steady. I wanted to be friends with her, and thought that she should begin to learn her name, at least before Master gave her one.

The woman got up and walked as close to me as the shackle would allow her. "Oh my god…" she whispered, watching me. She looked amazed. Why was that? Hadn't she ever seen another girl before?

"What is it, Rose? Are you okay?" I asked, suddenly worried. The woman looked at me, confused.

"Rose? Is that me?" she asked, smiling slightly. I nodded quickly.

"Yes, I thought that I'd give you a name before Master did. If you have a name, it makes things…" I stopped before saying less painful. "Easier…" I said quickly.

"Does it? But I already have a name. It's Lilith."

"Lilith?" I asked. She smiled.

"Yes, but my friends call me Lily. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"I'm Shera," I said, smiling at her. I liked Lilith, she was nice. To think, I was afraid of her!

"Shera? What a pretty name," Lilith said, sitting across from me. She was still a few feet away, being chained to a wall and all.

"Master gave it to me. I had no other name before," I said proudly.

"How old are you, Shera?" she asked me.

"I just turned nine years old last week, Miss Lilith." I heard her breath catch at that statement, and I couldn't help but wonder why.

"So young..." Lilith muttered quietly. I heard her, though.

"What do you mean?" I asked, despite what I'd learned. Don't ask too many questions.

To my surprise, she answered without any hesitation.

"Don't you think you're a little young to be enslaved to a man? Especially one at least three times your age?" she asked me, answering my question with two of her own.

"I don't understand," I confessed. "Master is good to me…I have no complaints…" Ouch! It hurt to lie.

"You shouldn't be here…" Lilith stated, looking at me sadly. "No, you shouldn't even know about things like this…"

Before I could ask what she meant again, the door to my cell -excuse me, our cell- opened. I stood up, looking over towards the door with confusion. To my shock, I recognized who it was.

"Master?!"

Lilith's View:

I watched Shera run to the pervert at the door, struggling not to be sick. I worked as the Vice President of Shinra Manufacturing, working alongside the most sexist and self-centered man I had ever met yet this was too much for me.

She's nine, damn it!

I wanted to kill this man in as many ways as physically possible. Scowling at him, I waited for him to speak.

"Ah, my dear Shera, I see you've met our guest," he said.

"I have Master! She's really nice!" Shera said, smiling at me from where she stood. I wanted to drag her back over here and shelter her from this man. (My motherly complex was taking over, so sue me!) I noticed that behind him were two men, both holding trays of food.

"And how are you adjusting, Vice President Lilith?" he sneered at me. I scowled right back.

"Quite fine, thank you, Kriev. Do you know how much of mistake you've just made?"

Shera's "master", the man I knew as Kriev, laughed. "Is that a threat, Lilith? What do I have to fear from you?" He pulled Shera closer to him, almost crushing her against his leg.

'Oh, may the Turks have mercy on your pitiful soul. No, wait, to Hell with the mercy! I hope they tear you to bits!' I thought, scowling deeper at his show of 'affection' towards the young girl.

What was worse was that Shera didn't know what she was going through. That was what hurt more than anything. To think she was being used.

'Kriev's head, meet Vincent's bullet.'

"Here, Shera. Why don't you give Miss Lilith some food?" Kriev handed the little girl a tray of food that he'd taken from the guards. It looked safe, but I still didn't trust it.

Does it look like I was born yesterday? Didn't think so. And this wasn't the first time I'd been kidnapped either.

Shera bounded over to me like a puppy. She smiled sincerely and handed me the tray. I took it, really not wanting to hurt her feelings. As I watched her, though, I noticed she looked afraid...and frail.

She walked back over to Kriev, who held another tray of food. I guessed it was for her, but when he didn't hand it to her, I began to wonder. Then it happened.

Kriev bent down onto one knee and kissed Shera on the lips. If that wasn't gross enough, he did it passionately. Well, I wouldn't call it "passion," exactly, more like hunger. Yeah, true perverted, sick, lock-you-up-in-prison-you-damn-child-molester style kiss.

I can't take this. It's worse than torture.

When he finally stood back up (gross...really gross...), he handed her the tray with a smile. She took it gratefully, saying something about appreciating him bringing her food and coming to visit. I wasn't really listening, though. I was too focused on the many ways to kill this man. Painfully.

Shera was unaware of my thoughts and bowed to her master, careful not to spill the tray. Kriev nodded and excused himself, locking the door and taking the guards with him. Shera turned and walked towards me, apparently listening to their receding footsteps. I listened too. Then we couldn't hear anything but the silence between us. Shera stopped walking, halfway between me and the door.

She dropped the tray, staring at it dumbly. For a second, I thought it was an accident, and that maybe she thought she was in trouble or something.

But then she yelled.

"STOP TOUCHING ME!"

Shera's View

I was kneeling on the ground, the food from the tray scattered around me. I was sobbing, screaming, and I didn't know why.

"Leave me alone! I don't like you! I don't. Stop kissing me, stop touching me!" I sobbed. I was shaking, but from what? Anger? Fear? Sadness?

I suddenly felt arms wrap around me, pulling me into an embrace. My first reaction was to stiffen up, to pull away. But then a strange warmth spread over me, and I noticed it was Lilith hugging me. My whole body sagged against her as I continued to sob.

"Shh, little one. I have you. Don't worry, no one's going to hurt you..." she said in a sing-song voice. "You're not alone. I've got ya..." She cradled me against her chest, making me feel like I was with my mother again.

So long ago.

"What's going on back there?!" I heard Master call. I went ridged, bolting away from Lilith and diving towards the wall. I didn't know what to do. If Master found out about the tray...about me...I would be in so much trouble.

Lilith watched me as I cowered against the wall. I looked at her, mouthing the words 'help me'. She smiled and nodded.

To my surprise, she picked up her tray and walked over, setting it by my leg. Then she proceeded to kick the tray and food around, scowling. But she didn't loose the mischievous light in her eyes.

"Well?! What's going on?!" Master appeared back in the door way, glaring around at us. His face became angrier as he caught sight of Lilith. "What are you doing?!"

Lilith paused in her total destruction of the food and looked up at Master, smiling. "Checking for poison." Master looked so shocked, he was unable to speak. So Lilith conitued.

"If you think this is the first time I've been kidnapped by raving, perverted lunatics, you are sorely mistaken, Kriev. I'm not new to this game, you know. It's not like I was born yesterday. And besides, I'd rather starve than eat any of your vile, disgusting crap you call food!"

I admit, I'm not sure what all the words Lilith used meant, but I bet they weren't nice. Master looked over at me where I was still cowering, watching the whole scene between my fingers. I looked at him, hoping the word GUILTY wasn't written all over my face. Master seemed to believe that I was the victim, not the cause, of Lilith's shouting. He turned away from the cage, shaking his head.

"If that is what you wish, Miss Lilith, then so be it. Do not think that your precious Turks will find you here. It's impossible! You will starve and be nothing but dust and bones before they even notice you're gone," Master taunted, grinning slightly before walking away.

Lilith stared after him for a moment before yelling, at the top of her lungs:

"FUCK YOU, BASTERD!" I stared at her, wide-eyed. Why was she not afraid? Lilith looked at me and her smile faded.

"Oopse! Sorry you had to hear that!" she said, smiling once more and walking over to me. She leaned against the wall and watched me.

"I-it's okay..." I whispered. "Miss Lilith...who are the Turks?" Lilith looked at me for a moment, almost as if she was wondering how I didn't know. But she answered me anyway.

"They're my knights. They're coming to get me...to get us. No matter what Kriev says, you'll be saved. I'm going to get you out of here, Shera. You're going to learn how to live life...how to be a real human, okay? I promise you this." She squeezed my hand, as if to reassure me. I scooted over to her, snuggling against her chest. "I promise...You'll learn..." she said again.

How to be human...

A/N: What do you think of Lilith? I like her, personally. :-) Thank you for reading! Please review if you get the chance:-)