Fast footsteps rush through the small lining of tree's, before stopping at the edge. A soft giggle erupts from the mouth of a small girl. Vibrate green eyes peek from around the thick truck, strands of brown hair falling down before them. Said eyes catch a glimpse of what they were searching for. Blonde hair. A happy smile graces her small face as she takes in the view. They were playing with other children. She suddenly saddens at this thought. She would never get to go and talk to them. For one reason, and one reason only. She brings her hand up, touching the two small blue horns on her head. The Spirit of the Sky. She'd never be able to fit in, she knew this well enough. But still, She wished to play with him. Though, he would most likely fear her like everyone else. Just because of the way she was born.But, at least she could watch him from afar, and admire him there. She watched the one that caught her eye for a while, following wherever he went, refusing to let him out of her sights. That is, until he went home. Happy to know he made it back to his home alright, she let a smile done her face. She turns and runs back through the shadows of the side passages, making sure no one saw her..
After a few more days, she finally came back. But horror etched onto her face once her eyes took in the inevitable. Flames, Death, Bodies. She covered her mouth as tears welled up. The forced sound of a wheeze catches her attention. It's far off, but she heard it. She walks over to the source slowly, careful not to tredge on the unfortunate souls that met their fate. Mother, Fathers, Children, Teenages, Elders. All of them unable to have seen this day coming. She stops at the edge of the property of a houses ruins. Her heart broke as her eyes widened at the sight before her. Her precious gem, stuck under the broken remains of his sweet home. Blonde hair, dirtied with such sad memories, now gone. Her head perks up at the loud thud that takes her alert and cautious gaze. A huge metal being. A Cyborg. She lets out a shuddered breath as I stops slowly past her small frame and the ruins of the house. Fear racks over her body as it continues on its way, hoping for it not to spot it. As if luck was on her side, I shambles off to somewhere unknown. She slowly shifts her head back towards the pinned boy, before softly stepping forward, as if not to startle him. She makes her way to beside him, sitting down quietly. She leans over him, catching a glimpse of his face. Her long brown hair falls down and onto him, as if creating a blanket to warm up his cold skin.
She struggles to push her tears back, gently wiping the dirt and small debris from his face. She slowly leans down, her lips softly placing themselves against his forehead. The sounds around her seem to become muffled as she stares at his never opening eyes. Time flows like the gentle breeze as soon, the flames die down and dusk approaches. She finally rips her gaze from his face, looking up. Even more devastating than before. She shifts her head around, before urging herself to get up. He wasn't dead, she wouldn't allow it. She slowly begins walking away, gazing back behind her towards said ruined home each other step. She soon finds herself on the barren road towards a city of in the near distance. She keeps to the edge, before hiding behind a tree. She sensed someone coming her way. She cautiously watches as the get nearer. A man.They wore glasses, and a lab coat, as well as a weird hairstyle, like a bowl cut, but more fanning outwards. She narrowed her eyes before clearing her throat. The action caused said person to jump, now on edge. She kept leaning close to the tree, only one of her vibrant eyes peeking out at him.
"There's a boy...In a village that way.." She says, pointing back towards the village.
"...There's a boy....He's badly hurt...Please help him...." She mumbles.
The man adjusts his glasses to see batter, before questioning.
"Was there a Cyborg that way?" He asks quickly.
She ponders for a moment on if he was trustworthy enough to leak such information, before coming to the conclusion that it didn't matter, he would be able to help her precious gem. She nods in reply. He quickly rushes off that way, leaving her to reach out, but unable to stop him. She looks down, before continuing her way to the city. Not long after that, I meet a boy named Ryu. He was rude, had no manners, but he helped me survive longer. We grew up and vowed to help each other become stronger.
