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This is my first Fanfic, please review!
Chapter 1
Prologue
Narumi was a kind girl, a caring girl, a helpful girl. Every Saturday morning she would go into the village square to buy the groceries for her mother. She lived in a village, where everyone knew each other and were all very sociable.
"Bye mom, I'm going now!" Narumi called to her mother who was upstairs.
"Bye love, remember to get the bread... oh, and also be thinking about which school you want to go to in the new term!" shouted back her mom.
"Sure, will do!" Narumi called as she stepped out the door. Her mom was always asking her which school she wanted to join in the new term as her mother was going over to England with her work and Narumi had to stay in a boarding school for a while until she came back.
Narumi lived in a small house in the village with her mother. It was a lovely village with just a short walk to the centre where the shops were. 'Right,' she thought, 'Got to remember bread, got to remember bread...'
"Hey Narumi! How are you today?" called out Mr Satou, the baker, from his stall
"Hi Mr Satou! I'm fine thanks!" Narumi called back as she walked towards his stall
"Anything you need today?"
"Ah, yes please. A loaf of brown bread would be nice!"
"Sure, here you go! You're a regular customer and I'm feeling nice today, so it's on me! "
"Thanks! I'll be on my way then before you change your mind!" she laughed
"Be safe Narumi, there's a strange guy lurking around today, he never seems to come out into the open though, so I'm sure you'll be alright."
Narumi smiled at the kind-hearted baker and made her way over to the surprisingly quiet centre of the square where a gigantic old tree stood. She loved this tree, it was great for climbing. In fact, she could remember climbing the very same tree with her father when she was little. This was one of the few memories she had of her father as he had passed away when she was just five.
While still in deep thought, she felt a tug on her arm and was pulled round the other side of the thick tree trunk. 'It'll be one of the village boys,' she thought, 'Although I've told them a million times, I'm not interested.' She looked up to see who had pulled her round the tree.
She saw a flash of a red eye and a blue eye before she felt two needle-like objects sink into her neck and lost consciousness.