A/n: lore drop

"Btw words like this are in Czech"

"Underlined words are in english"

"Normal words like these are Japanese"

GORE WARNING! ⚠️

It was grey.

The more y/n tried to recall her old memories, she'd always see grey.

Her life wasn't dark, not was it white. It was just grey.

"Breakfast is ready." Called a man in Russian in a very loud voice so that the only person living with him could hear him. His daughter who didn't bother to answer him.

She just went downstairs, ate, silently nodded as a thank you and went to school.

Many would suspect her of being mute, but in reality she was just..  silent. Never finding the need to talk as it was tiring.

Having to grow up with bad eating habits had caused the 10 year old girl to develop a lack of iron. Which led to anemia. It wasn't severe, it was just there. She was used to it.

5th grade. It was Ok. She'd say that to all grades and 5th grade was no different.

It's just that kids there hit a 2 digit age number and they'd start doing uh.. things y/n never wanted to associate with. And with her being gifted with a pain ability only made her more of a loner.

But this isn't like those clichés stories when the Mc is bullied, kids in Czechia just avoided her, and she avoided them too.

Class begins, class finishes, recess starts, recess finishes, she'd go home.

That's it, y/n's routine.

And in the weekend's, her father wasn't even home to begin with. So she'd stay in her room. But he'd make it up to her by buying her toys and things so she'd get atleast distracted while he wasn't there and on his job, he never was abusive nor mean to his daughter, mainly because she'd never give him a reason to be mad at her.

Now you see why y/n's life was just... grey. That's one way to put it.

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"You want to have my daughter!? But she's only 10! Okay I get it that her ability is strong but... She's fucking 10!"

It was nightime. Y/n was sleeping, or atleast trying to. Calls where her father would end up screaming at the phone weren't commun. So to say that this didn't make her curious was a huge fat big ass lie.

So with her tiny legs she got up from her bed and looked over from the stairs to see that her assumptions weren't correct and that her father wasn't talking with someone on the phone, rather to a certain someone.

That man was tall and was wearing a Russian hat, with purple color pallet attire. His eyes were also purple and bro screamed menacing.

The man sidently looked up, his eyes meeting y/n's. Y/n didn't loon away, she only stared at the man more intensively and her father soon noticed.

"Did I wake you up y/n? you can go back to sleep. This man is leaving anyways-" just as those words swept out of his mouth, so did blood. Lots of it.

It was the Russian man, he had a dagger planted on y/n's father. The girl's eyes widened seeing as her father fell limp to the floor.

"That makes my job easier, should've done that sooner." The man threw away the dagger somewhere and started making his way upstairs towards a stiff y/n.

She didn't dare to move as the Russian man got infront of her, a hand placed on her head patting it a bit.

"Tell me, what do you think of sinners?"

"..." y/n didn't answer him, out of shoke and lose of words or because she didn't understand the term, nobody knows.

"Sinners are bad people. Personally, I think they deserve to die. Like your father." He patted her head more, his purple eyes staring right at y/n's wide e/c ones.

"What did he do." Those probably were the first words y/n said in a while. The last time she talked was because a teacher forced her out. Life is hard bro.

She didn't understand. This man told her he hated sinners, who were bad people, and preferred to see them dead. Does that mean that her father was a sinner? That he's bad? What did he do.

"I can actully list various things but I doubt a 10 year old would understand. The only thing you need to know is that your dad is a bad person. He's a sinner. You're a child, innocent and with no sin whatsoever. I need you to create a world without sin. Without bad people." The man extended his hand towards her.

Even with the simple way he'd talk y/n wouldn't understand him. But what could she do I'm a situation like this. Where the only person you know is now dead. And someone is offering you to change the word with them? Is that a commun situation people go through?

"..."

She didn't know that by taking that specific hand, her grey life would soon turn red.

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"What are you doing here?"

It was raining, making the atmosphere humid and cold. Not like, cold cold. Just chilly.

A blond, with blue eyes. Boy

A h/c, with e/c. Girl

The girl just started at him with semi wide eyes. The language he was using. It was English, something you'd never hear in Japan.

Albeit not being talkative she was actully a good student back in Czechia. And believe it or not she knew English! Lvl 1 english. But still!

"Its raining." The girl explained briefly as she was in some hand made shelter that atleast kept the rain away.

After fyodor sudently vanished to who knows where and y/n was sudently found alone in Yokohama, the city where he brought her after she became 13.

"No shit bro, but this is kinda my property." The boy who didn't seem much older than her crossed his arms over his chest not really content at the idea of sharing this narrow place.

"Okay."

"The heck you mean okay!? Get out!" The blond snapped at y/n's dry answers.

"I can't."

"The fuck you mean you can't?"

"Its raining."

"..."

"..."

"Tsk fine! I'm willing to share my property but only because I'm nice! You'll leave once the rain is over is that clear?" The guy said with a scowl. Only receiving a nod from y/n.

1 hour passes. Then 2, then 3, then 4, yeah this rain isn't stopping anywhere soon. And the blond was just living his life, reading some book in in his tiny shelter that had a broken window fixed with some wood or something, a metal car door as a door and the ground with a cover as a floor. Typical habitat.

And y/n was.. sitting there. No words no nothing, shebwas just there. That kinda creeped the blond out.

"Soo, what's your name? You don't look from here. Neither from America or any other english speaking contry." Seth sudently set down his book, sitting on his old couch and facing y/n who was hugging her knees.

"Y/n."

"Just y/n?"

The girl nodded, she honestly just forgot her last name. Don't ask how.

"Okay... im Seth. Just Seth too. And uh Well- where are you from?" The guy that y/n knew as Seth now asked again with a neutral expression on his face.

"Czechia"

"Wait you're European? What the hell are you doing here."

"I followed fyodor."

"Fyodor? Forget it. Why aren't you with that 'fyodor'?"

"He left."

"To get milk-?" Seth tried to hold back himself from laughing at his own joke.

"I don't know." Y/n replied, like usual. Not quite understanding why he'd ask that specific question.

"Ah okay, well where I come from its pretty commun for fathers to leave to get milk and- nevermind. I'll tell you where im from. I'm American. And... to be honest, I just spawned her, idk how myself."

"Spawned?"

"Appeared out of nowhere."

"Ah okay."

Back to silence we go.

But as some time passes, it seemed like the rain had faded out, leaving an oppening for a beautiful rainbow.

"Alright kid! Your time is up. Was nice talking to you (not really you were dry asf) but now you need to leave." The guy stood up from his place opening his door waiting for yn to go out of his shelter.

"Okay." She stood up, but just as she stepped a foot outside, some big kid sudently came into her view.

"Eh, where's that english mother fucker. And who are you?" The big guy said as some of his minions were nodding for who knows what reason.

"English? You mean Seth?" Y/n asked, an accent clear in her voice making the three boys burst out laughing.

"What is happening here." At the hearing of a comossion. Seth went out to see y/n facing three guys.

"Ugh, not you again..." the blond muttered under his breath.

"You know them?" Y/n turned around to meet Seth's face who was frowning.

"Just go! You'll get caught in a mess if you stay- his words cut short as one -who seemed like the leader- harshly passed by y/n bumping with her shoulder to go get Seth's colar.

"Here is my favorite punching bag! Still no Japanese? Damn I really wanted you to understand just how much of a pussy you are!" The guy said proceeding to punch straight at Seth's face with his two minions encouraging him.

As he was going for another punch, something, or rather someone grabbed his arm making him stumble backwards and release the blond.

"What the hell- let go or else I'm hitting you too. I don't care if you're a girl!"

"..."

Y/n just started at him, then at her hand that was holding the boy's arm. Then at Seth who was curwntly on the ground.

"Just go away y/n."

...

She let go of the boy, having him cheer up with a smirk as he went turned his attention towards seth wanting to punch his face.

Seth closed his eyes waiting for the impact to happen but it never did, instead, something fell gently on his face.

When he oppened his eyes, they quickly widen seeing that it was a fucking human hand that was pouring out blood.

The kid infront of him soon started yelling his heart out as his other minions got afraid and left the scene running and crying.

Y/n was standing infront of Seth who was I front of the crying kid. Who, trust me bro, was yelling his fucking heart out.

"What the hell... it was you!?" The blond with surprised eyes toruned towards y/n who nodded.

"My ability allows me to harm people by harming myself."

The blond let out a gasp, he turned one more time at the kid who was now rolling on the ground shouting insults in Japanese, blood rolling down his hand. Well- what's left of it.

At the sight the blond just couldn't get scared. He should be, it seemed like the scene came from a horror movie bit instead he felt the urge to just.. to just go in in this suspiciously delicious smell that was comming from the boy's blood.

"You have fangs. Are you a vampire?" Y/n asked the blond who couldn't keep his eyes off the kid infront of him as if it was a prey. Without another hesitation he nom nom -ed into the kid. Actully starting to eat it.

Y/n tilted her head in confusion as she saw Seth, eating a fucking human.

Serval minutes passed and what was left of the bully were his bones.

"W-what the fuck!? Did i just... ugh-" ut seemed like Seth had regained his right state of mind as he looked at his bloodied hands.

Slowly turning around seeing that y/n was indeed there and hadn't left at all. The girl slowly walked up to him, offering him a hand.

But like, not her hand- the bully's hand that she shopped a while ago.

"You didn't eat this one."