30A/N: Hey guys! It's me, Stella! Firstly, to those of you who don't know, this is a re-make of my first (and only so far) story called The Betrayal of Friends. But to those who do know, and were waiting patently, I would like to apologize for taking so long on this. I've been super busy and never really had the time to work on this. So a reader, also a friend of mine, finally told me that I need to get my stuff together and work on this story! So I came up with a goal and its to finish this before the end of this year!
From now on the moment I get home and finish my stupid homework, I'm going to get writing! Even at this moment, as you're reading this, I might just be writing again! I'll do my best to give you all the best story I can and hopefully it won't take this long to update!
There's not going to be a character profile list in this story, I'll just tell you through out the story their age, grade, background, ect. Also there have been major, MAJOR changes from the original story, I hope you guys don't get upset with me :(
Now, for the moment you've all been waiting for!
The Re-Make of The Betrayal of Friends,
"The Betrayal"
I apologize for any errors, spelling or grammar.
Enjoy! - Stella White (The Terrible Writer)
Prologue;
? POV
I never asked to have this so called "gift". I don't even know why people would call it that in the first place. If you ask me, it's more like a curse than a gift that brought me and my family hardship. I would have done anything, anything to get rid of it, to free not only myself from this hell, but also those I care about. I hated myself. More than anything else in the world, I hated myself for being an alice.
I was a monster, a beast, a wild animal that no one could keep under control. When I was young, I would constantly lose control of the beast that resided inside my heart. Although I was only a cub, I would get very violent and lash out at people, sometimes hurting the people close to me. I remember on some occasions, when I would start to lose myself, my father would pin me down and tie me up, before locking me down in the cellar until I calmed down. Sometimes it would take only a few minutes, sometimes hours, days. The longest time that I was down there was probably about a week.
My mother and my twin brother would try to comfort me by telling me that I looked beautiful when I used my alice. It didn't make me feel any better, it just made me feel worse. That something they thought was beautiful and megestic, was actually a blood thirsty monster that would attack and kill any living thing in its sight. I was always worried that I would end up hurting, or even killing my family, especially my baby brother, who had no idea about what I was, who I was.
For a while, I didn't know what I looked like in my animal form, I never needed to, nor did I want to. But I remember one time when I was about six years old, my mother had looked at me, with a sad and pitiful, but also a tiny bit of amazement, look in her violet eyes, as she described to me every little detail of what I looked like.
She said that my fur was pure white, like the snow at the top of a mountain, fresh and soft with lots of black spots. My tail was long and very fluffy, she said that it looked as soft as a cloud, and when it moved around, it looked so graceful. My nose was a peach color, my paws were small, but strong with sharp, long claws. My fangs were not fully grown, but they were still very sharp. And my eyes stayed the same, a light shade of violet.
Even when she told me all these things, I couldn't help but hate myself even more. My mother's words were supposed to bring me happiness, joy and comfort. And yet, as she told me these things about myself, her words brought me only pain, sadness and hatred. Hatred for myself, my alice, and the world. The world who selfishly took away my home, my family, and my memory.
I should have been able to tell that they were going to do something, something to take me away from my family, to get me to join their organization. But never did I think that they would kill them. The thought never went through my mind, I felt foolish and guilty, my self-pity got in the way of protecting my family.
It was so long ago, and yet the moment of their deaths stayed fresh in my mind. The screams, the cries, and the silence. All of it, still there. It's strange though, that I remember these things, and yet I can't remember anything else about my family. I don't remember their faces, their names…only their eyes. The same eyes that I have, only theirs were normal, innocent…while mine hid a wild animal on the other side.
I don't even remember who it was who killed my family. Another thing that made me sick was knowing that they got away with it, they got away with killing four innocent people; a mother, a father, and two young boys, a four and an eight year old boy. It wasn't their fault, they didn't deserve to die because of me. I should have gone with them, I SHOULD have done SOMETHING to save my family, to keep them SAFE.
…and yet all I did was run away. I ran like a coward, a scared little boy who didn't even think about being brave, an terrified animal that fled with its tail between its legs. I had no where to go, no where to hide, all that I could do was run as far as I could and never look back. I no longer had a home, they burned it to the ground, with my dead family inside. What could I have done? I was only eight when they died, I didn't know what I should have done...fight back? But then what would have happened if they caught me? Torture me? Keep me in a cell for the rest of my life till I gave in to doing their dirty work? Kill me?
And my hate for humans began. Although I was born human and raised by them, I couldn't help but slowly start to hate them. They were selfish, they never thought about anyone else, only what they wanted. After I escaped, I had started to live in some woods, far from my old home. Which was quite strange; I had never once been outside, not that I could remember before this. That seemed strange to me, but all the mattered was that I need to get away and try to survive on my own. When I was younger, my father tried his best, and somehow succeed, in teaching me how to hunt as both human, and beast. We did it indoors of course, he wouldn't want a wild animal going on the loose and kill everything.
I lived and hunted in these woods that happened to be around a small village. Sometimes, rarely, I would go in the middle of the night, when everyone else was sleeping, and break into stores, small shops and food stores and take some food, most of the time meat. Then I would go back to the forest, eat what I got, and sleep in a sad excuse that I called a den that I had made. I lived like this for about 3 weeks, gaining more control over my alice and being able to shift whenever I felt like it. It was going well, until she came along…
…Or was it a he?
I couldn't really tell…they had blond hair, and looked like woman, very feminine…but when they spoke, they had the voice of a male… anyway, this person had randomly showed up in front of my den. At first, my instincts told me to kill this person, but then when they called out my name, the name I haven't heard in weeks, I froze.
This person knew my name. They knew what I was. But why were they here? And how did they know about me, where I was? Slowly, I crawled out from the darkness of my small hole and cautiously walked around the intruder, checking to see if they had any weapons, anything that could subdue me.
"Relax" they said in a hushed tone, slowly raising their hands in the air as if they were surrendering."I'm not here to hurt you, I'm here to help."
I felt a growl rumble in the back of my throat as my ears flattened and I bared my fangs at them. 'No way in hell am I going to relax with YOU around...'I thought as I continued to pace around them, still checking to see if this person was a threat to me.
"You really don't believe me?" they sighed dramatically, dropping their hands onto his hips."What a bummer. And I really wanted to help you out!"
Male. This is definitely a male, but he's just very…feminine. Seeing that he was probably not going to try anything on me, I calmed down and stopped in front of him, a few feet away, staring into his eyes. The color of his eyes were almost the same as mine, only they held happiness and what seemed like hope. He smiled as I sat down, my guard still up.
"See? You can trust me you know?" He stated happily as he kneeled down before me. "My name is Narumi. Narumi Anju. You're Zero Kiryu, correct?" I had flinched slightly as he said my name once more. He noticed it, and frowned slightly. "I know…about what happened to your family. nd I know that you have no where to go, but I'd like to offer you a place to stay."
No, that's not what you're offering me. You're offering me something much better.
He talked me into changing back into my human form, which took a while to convince me to do, I only did it so I could actually communicate with him. He told me about a place, a school, where I could train my Alice and be able to have more control of myself. Where I would have a proper education,something I never had in fear of hurting or being hurt by others. And most of all, a place where there were other people who were just like me, and also something even better;
A second chance.
I had almost agreed immediately, but then I stopped to think it over. Everything that I thought about myself…all the hate and sadness that came with this alice…I wanted it gone for so long, because of this alice, my family was gone. I didn't want to train it…but when I looked at it from all positive side, it looked so much better, so warm, so welcoming. And all the effort my family put into trying to help me, telling me about how beautiful I was as wild cat…I felt a little pride, but only a tiny bit. After all the hard work they put into trying to change me into a calm being, they never hurt me, they never threatened me...they only wanted the best for me.
After a few minutes of thinking it over, I agreed to his offer. He then left to bring me some clothes (I didn't notice I was naked...), and walked me to a car that was waiting for us. He gave me some more details as to where I was going, but I didn't really care, I was just happy that I was getting to start over, a fresh start. And all of that would start in a different country;
America.
And that's where I started my days as a student of Alice Academy America. Sad to say, I made no friends at that academy, I was a complete out cast due to my fear of other people, but knowing that I was somewhat the same as them, but still unique in my own way, made me a little more happy. And soon, I'd move back to Japan, meet my first friend, best friend, and the love of my life.
My name is Zero Kiryu and my Alice is shape shifting into something beautiful and unique.
I am a snow leopard.
End of Prologue.
A/N : Hey everyone! This is Stella! I wanted to say thank you all for reading this prologue, I know it's very different from my old story, but I wanted to change it into this…sorry if I disappointed you guys :( I know that it's taken a long time for me to upload this and I'd like to apologize. Thank you all for reading this again! Please PLEASE review and let me know how it was. :)
No but for real, please review ; - ;
I'll be working on the next chapter, feel free to PM me if you need anything :)
Love,
Stella White