Authors Notes
Yea, I think this was long overdue.
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Well, yeah! I have thought of an overall plot…Not much though.
Yeah, I hate to say it, but I WILL up the rating to M (don't worry, only when the story is nearing its end) because I want to try out writing a more modest Lemon.
I hope you continue to read this…Well; it was an explanation of WHY Hope is 17…
II – A New Place To Call Home
'Hope's Perspective'
"Oh my god, Hope! What happened to you, son?" My mother, Nora was freaking out.
I was covered in bruises…And my mouth was bleeding too.
"You know the drill mom…I was beat up." I sigh.
She frowns.
"Is it about…?" She caught on fairly fast…
"Yes, mom. It was about the Mithras again." I growl in frustration.
She sighs in defeat.
"Hope, I know you hate the fact that Mithras aren't being treated well…"
I growl even more.
"Not Treated Well? More like ABUSED!" I shout.
"Do tricks, oh, beg for food! You need water? Drink your saliva! I'm SICK OF IT ALL!" I gave it a mocking tone.
I slump on the floor, exhausted.
"Son, I know you try your best to convince others, but I just don't think they're going to listen." My mom lectures me.
I sigh in frustration.
"One thing is for sure, I would never own a Mithra. They deserve to live their lives peacefully, not in cages and being treated like vermin."
Mom's eyes grew softer.
"Hope, I named you that for a reason…If you were to own a Mithra, wouldn't you think you would be saving a life?" She smiles.
I smile back.
"Yes, but I think that even though I will take care of them, they still deserve freedom."
Her eyes grew hard.
"But, if we were to ever own a Mithra, do not EVER release it. If it were a warrior Mithra, your life would be in danger!" She emphasized a lot on EVER.
I nod.
"Well, I'm going up to bandage myself up…See you at dinner."
She just smiles.
Dinner
"Dad's not home yet, I wonder what happened…?" I ask mom.
"Hope, I think that he is just busy with the Mithra trading business."
I cringe.
I never liked dad's job.
He's in charge of selling Mithras, trading them…Hell; he is the big boss of the 'Mithra Trading Company'.
Sometimes, I wish he was never my dad.
He never talks to me, almost always ignores me, and worst of all, he owns a company which abuses those poor Mithras.
After seeing what my classmates do to their Mithras…I just want to end it all, I've tried the internet, but no one takes me for real.
Is there no one who thinks Mithras are being abused? Am I the only one who can see it?
The poor condition of my classmate's Mithra makes me want to throw up.
I wouldn't even treat my worst enemy that bad…
I heard the doorbell ring and I hear my dad's voice.
"Nora, could you open up the door!" he shouted.
Mom hurriedly opened the door and he came trudging in.
Behind him were two big muscled guys carrying a cage with…
A Mithra inside.
The Mithra just kept trashing about inside, growling and hissing the whole time.
"Caught myself an interesting Mithra this time, Nora!" He said in triumph.
I feel absolutely disgusted…
"To think, I found it with a gun blade! Must be a warrior version." He gave a victorious smirk.
"I figured such a prize should not be sold, so I would like to leave it here, at home."
He shot me a look.
"Our son never had any friends because he cares so much for these vermin. So I figured he could use some company…" His voice was chock full of sarcasm.
I want to just throw up. Why is my dad so…so evil?
I suddenly noticed the Mithra was not dressed.
It had the shape of a woman of around 21, but its body was covered in fur.
It had pink hair…how often do you see that?
I made a mental note to get it shaved and get some clothes for it.
He laughs and instructs them to put the Mithra into the guest room.
During dinner
"Dad! How could you do this! That….inhumane job of yours!" I shout at him.
He ignores me.
I just gave up and silently fumed.
Then it struck me.
"Dad, what about the Mithra? What's her name?" I asked.
He thought about it for a little bit.
"How about, 'Little Bitch'? Sound nice?" he said, voice completely normal.
I literally spit all my food out onto the table.
I slammed my hands on the table.
"That's just inhumane! How could you!" I shouted at him at the top of my lungs.
He was unfazed.
"Well, if you think so strongly on it, why don't you name her?" he said, voice full of sarcasm…
"Fine! I will!" I shout back.
"Hope, sit down…We're eating dinner. Behave yourself." She said softly.
Oh man, whose side are you on woman?
I just sat down…Fuming.
"So, dad…What is Claire eating?" I ask.
He laughed.
"Claire? A perfectly human name for a Mithra? You're out of your bonkers Hope, they're PETS."
That's it…
I just took a plate of food and a cup of water and left the table.
I passed by the guest room and the door was open.
I could see what dad had left her.
A bowl of dried rice and a bowl of water.
I sigh…
I open the door and walked in.
Claire regarded me with eyes full of venom.
But I can tell she is hungry…
I remember what dad said.
Huh, warrior version…? Must be a very prideful Mithra.
I walk up to her and opened the hatch.
I put my food in front of her and I gave her a cup of water to go with it.
She regarded it with caution…
I sigh.
"Don't worry, it's not poisoned." I say without thinking.
Meh, she probably doesn't understand English. Must have some kind of Mithra Language…
My classmate's Mithra could not speak English, nor could it understand.
I sigh as I think of a way to get Claire to eat it.
Then I remembered…
Mithra or not, she is still a female.
I went out of the room, and came back with a fork and a spoon…And a napkin.
I put them through the hatch.
She still would not eat.
I sigh in frustration…What does she want?
I got up and was going to leave…
"Well, you probably don't understand…But I named you 'Claire'. It's a beautiful name…Definitely fitting for you." I offered her a hearty smile.
"Enjoy your new home…I'll try my best to accommodate you!"
With that, I walked out.
Then I thought to myself…
Maybe she just wants her privacy…
After all, she is technically…naked…
Just full of fur…
Then I remembered what my classmate said.
"I went on an expedition to hunt Mithras before, and I swear, they were wearing clothes! I heard the company removes their clothes because they are supposed to be 'Pets'…Man, they look so hot without clothes, except that they're covered in fur."
I cringe.
"I definitely have to go buy her some clothes…" I muttered to myself.
Then I remembered…It's almost time for bed…
'Lightning's Perspective'
Who does he think I am...? I thought as he dumped a plate of food in front of me.
Oh, so now he's charity? Stuff it…I don't want it.
He suddenly decided to speak once he saw me hesitating.
"It's not poisoned, don't worry." He said reassuringly.
Not poisoned? I heard about what you humans do to us Mithra…
I'm not falling for the innocent act. I thought, still fuming with anger.
He got up, and went out.
He left…Just as I thought. No time to bother with us worthless Mithra…eh?
He came back with oddly shaped pieces of metal…And a piece of clothing.
He dumped them through the hatch.
Oh, so he thinks I want to play with toys now…?
He frowns.
He started to leave until…
"Well, you probably don't understand…But I named you 'Claire'. It's a beautiful name…Definitely fitting for you." He offered me a hearty smile.
"Enjoy your new home…I'll try my best to accommodate you!"
With that, he walked out.
Huh, still going on with the innocent act…
And when will I get my clothes back? I don't feel comfortable naked…
I took a look at the food he left me.
It certainly looks more appetizing than the bowl of dried rice.
I started to eat it, though I was still hesitant.
After eating, I just left the plate.
That was…alright…But why did he leave me a plate of nice food? I heard that the humans practically starved us Mithra, and abused us….
And that was certainly true…Considering what happened in the…What was it called? Fak-Tor-Rie?
Then I started to think…
Maybe…This person, the one with the silver hair…Maybe he actually cares….No!
I reprimand myself.
All humans are the same…
I sigh.
Then he comes back.
'Hope's Perspective'
"I'm back…" I take a look at her.
I see that she finished her plate…Good. Wouldn't want Claire to starve now…
I dumped the pillow and blanket I brought with me.
I tried my best to explain to her.
"The, uh…Soft thing is for you to lie on…and the…um, thin…Flappy thing is to cover yourself when you're cold."
Wow…Talk about awkward.
She started to examine the pillow and blanket.
I cleaned the plates and cups.
"Well, have a good night's rest…Claire." I offer her a smile.
In fact, I think I saw a faint smile on her face.
I close the door.
'Lightning's Perspective'
I examine the two items given to me.
Does he think I'm stupid? I understand human language perfectly well…
Then I remembered.
Oh, right…only certain Mithra understand human language…We have to go through many courses to learn some basic words.
I smile a little...
I looked at the Silver haired man once again.
He closed the door and I could hear footsteps.
All of a sudden, he came back…
"Oh right…I have to turn off the lights!"
*Click*
The room was plunged into darkness.
I yelped.
He suddenly transformed day into night, just like that?
He just sighed.
"I'll teach you some English tomorrow."
With that, he left.
'English' must be the name of the language the humans speak.
I lie on the soft, plump block he provided me.
It was very comfortable.
All of a sudden, I felt very cold…
I suddenly remembered…
I pulled the thin, floppy thing over me and I was hugged by the warmth straight away.
I smiled.
Maybe life here…won't be as bad as I thought…
With that, I fell into a blissful sleep.
Authors Notes
Hurray for Hope's kindness! Hahaha!
Yes, Lightning is technically naked but whatever, she has fur. Hope that answered your question, Chazz.
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