HEY THERE! Sorry I didn't update for so long, since my brother died, as well as one of my best friends, I wasn't really able to write for a while. So here I am writing a short chapter for you, and there's a reference to someone who was very important in my life who also died.
So besides all of the people that mattered to me being dead, things are becoming interesting. As you noticed, there is a Naruto fanfic on my page, and it takes after a railroading setting. I just wanted to do something different for once. Since I'm oart of the Naruto fandom now, I might be updating that story more often than this. Maybe take a hiatus to blow off some steam. Sorry. Anyways, just enjoy this chapter and be sure to leave a review!
Brienne Anderson ran, she ran as quick her four ft eight inch body could run. On her back was a massive doll, or was it a puppet? She didn't care as it was her first friend she ever had. All she could do is run. Run from the screams of her village being destroyed, as worshippers of the Black Wizard Zeref would take all the children away.
Growing up an orphan, Brienne was just a little girl with alot on her mind, and on her sky blue hair. Having no adults gave her time to salvage, create, and play around all day. However, that meant playing on her own. She was a lonely lass, yes. But she would have found a solution if most people didn't shun her away like the bubonic plague. Desperate, she resorted to Puppeteering to gain money, she soon realized where she stood. Puppeteering brought little money, but it was enough. She always relied on what little she could recieve. Now, she's being chased by a mob that wants her to be used as a slave in multiple ways of torment. Rape, and forced labour being one of them. 'What did I ever do to deserve this? All I wanted was to continue my puppeteering buisness, maybe outdo Monzaemon Chikamatsu as well!' She thought to herself. She grinded to a halt when there was a cliff face blocking her way. 'Well, this is it. Time for me to say goodbye Monty.' She closed her eyes as a hand was about to grab her.
PLASMA DRAGON ROAR!
She quickly saw a wave of purple electric shock as the Zeref worshippers were blown away, turning to her right she saw a young man standing two feet higher than her height. He had a darker shade of blue hair and tanned skin, and on his left shoulder bore the Fairy Tail guild mark.
Brandon POV:
As I saw the little girl looking at me, I can't help but think that I keep running into the wrong individuals. Don't get me wrong, she's cute, but she's not on the list of my priorities. The only thing that interested me was that puppet she was carrying. Why did she carry such a large puppet? I might as well ask.
"Miss, why are you carrying that puppet?"