Every Beginning Begins With An End

Summary: Is what my dad used to say and I had no clue what he meant. Until now. I now have to figure out where I am exactly without drawing suspicion to myself. But that ends up getting harder and harder to do as the years pass. Not to mention I'm stuck in the body of a child

Warning(s): Contains violence, swearing, abuse, and death. I do not own D. Gray-Man, only my OC(s)

A/N: Three chapters down, four to go. You have no idea how much my hand hurts q~q

Recap of last chapter:

Satisfied with the new discoveries and slight adjustments, I placed the mirror back and quietly walked back to the mattress. Not forgetting to place the blanket over my small body before curling into a loose ball and falling asleep for real this time with only one thought bouncing off the walls of my head.

Why was everyone avoiding us? Or were they just avoiding me?

When the rays of the sun shook me from the comforting feeling of sleep, my mind instantly snapped to my thoughts last night and I started thinking of reasons why the people in this village would hate me enough to almost completely ostracize both my mom and I.

Is it because of my eyes? I wonder, my mind flashing to last night when I saw my eyes reflected back at me. I nodded to myself, Must be. Though, I guess people in the 19th century would be wary of others with eyes they haven't seen before with the combination of my hair and overall delicate appearance. A distinct sound of shattering glass startled me out of my thoughts and my legs dragged me out of the room before I could comprehend what was happening.

Sticking to the shadows, I crept silently until I reached the corner and carefully peaked my head out until I could see into the kitchen perfectly with only one eye.

I had to clamp down on my bottom lip to stay silent as I saw my mother slumped against the wall opposite from me with pieces of dull colored glass littered around her along with red liquid dripping down from her head on to her dress, mixing with the glass. Three burly guys were standing around her in a semi-circle with rage in both their body language and voice.

I covered my mouth with both of my hands to make sure that not a sound escaped me as I caught onto their conversation, "-vil die! You should've just stay back and let that thing die! But no! You allowed that monster to make you its fucking minion and saved the damn thing when you were ordered to!"

Confusion leaked to my face when I heard that but didn't have enough time to wonder just what they were talking about when the guy that was yelling held up a broken glass bottle above his head and my eyes widened.

I wanted to stop him.

I really wanted to stop the man from hurting my mom anymore.

But no matter how hard I tried.

They wouldn't listen, not even for a single twitch.

Damn it! Move! I screamed at my paralyzed legs.

They wouldn't budge, so I decided on a dime that the next best thing would be to move their attention from her, to me.

I took a deep breath and yelled, "Leave my mom alone!" All three men stilled and I saw my mom's eyes widened.

My legs were now shaking in fear along with the rest of my body, but I kept on glaring at them despite the fear crawling into my bones. They all turned around to look at me and the supposed 'leader' of the three grinned.

"Well, well, well," He said, slowly moving closer to my shaking form as I kept glaring, "Looks like the master is here to save its minion."

I shivered at the hate and rage in his voice, I really wish I knew what he was talking about. But I can't think about that now! I need to lead them away from her before things take a turn for the worst. Braking eye contact, I quickly scanned the room looking for an exit.

The only one that was found was the front door that was wide open.

I glanced back at them as I pushed the child-like mind down and had my adult mind take over. I now stood with an air of confidence around me as I smirked, knowing that it would grate their nerves, "I suppose you're right, though if you kill the one I have now I'll have no choice but to take one of you three as my new minion as you call it." I sighed and closed my eyes, ready to say the finishing sentence that would hopefully work on them, "If only you knew that if you killed me, then it would break her from the spell."

"Oh really?"

Hook, line, and sinker.

I opened my eyes in 'shock' and placed a worried expression on my face, "Oh dear. Did I say that out loud?" Not giving them time to retort, I dashed out of the house and made my way into the forest with the three of them running after me in glee.

One I entered the tree line, my legs went on autopilot as I weaved my way through the dense area. It almost disgusted me how this body seemed so used to running away as I knew we passed the limit for stamina for kids my current age, but I wasn't out of breath. I didn't even have to glance back to know that they were still following me, but their voices were getting faint with each step I took. My legs took a sudden turn that nearly sent me to the ground but I managed to keep my balance and continued running.

Where the hell am I going? I wondered, dodging any and all the branches that would reach out to me in hopes of slowly me down. After what seemed like hours, I had reached a rather large, naturally built wall stones that could easily tower over a seven-foot man with each of the sides stretching as far as I could see and only layers upon layers of ivy was the only thing that covered the only entrance that was just large enough for me to go through if I crawled.

And seeing that the three chasing me wouldn't be able to either find nor go through the entrance, I got on my hands and knees and started crawling.

A/N: Ugh =n= my hands... they hurt TnT But I must be strong! Not many chapters are left, hopefully I can finish them tonight :3