"My name is Mizuki and my story began with chaos... I would consider myself to be beautiful, well... at least for a 12 year old. I had long dark blue hair that was silky to the touch, and sparkling dark sapphire eyes, my height reached 4ft'6in'. Now, my physique was lean, much to my disappointment, it hid the compact muscles formed from a life of woodcutting, manual labor, hunting, and odd jobs, it was hard and grueling work, and sometimes I even wish I was payed.
OOooohhoo… before you start thinking awful thoughts about my parents, and wonder why I'm doing hard labor at 12, NO… BAD LISTENER… BBAAADDD… do I need to get the spray can, HHmmmm…. Good, we don't want those pesky kinds of thoughts now do we. My parents were the absolute best I'll have you know, we may have lived in a quaint little house in the alps, and sometimes we just went outside and enjoyed the fresh mountain air, and maybe my parents were always teaching me from home, mom in particular, and so what if I never really left the mountain, so what if I asked about leaving… they always brushed it off, I simply thought they were perhaps a bit odd at times, but I was always sure they had my best interests at heart.
They gave me so many precious memories, I remember those good times like they were yesterday, dad always seemed to have an endless supply of awful dad jokes, over breakfast he'd tell the dumbest jokes, like, 'Why don't eggs tell jokes? They'd crack each other up.', you know the kind that make you groan, but, well… I'd be lying if it never me feel better when I was down, and mom… well she always seemed stressed.
She obviously did her best teaching me everything you could think of, and I'm pretty sure I even got to college level in a couple areas, but there was always something bothering her, she was usually gone for half the day, I never knew where exactly she went, but sometimes I would overhear my parents talking, I'm pretty sure mom was some big wig researcher, apparently she was the head of an incredibly important project. I overheard its name once, and apparently it was called ARK, like Noah… and the ark? I never learned much more about it.
Though our life was tough, it was enjoyable, I always thought that things would stay the same, that we'd be happy, sure I may not have friends, nor will I ever see the outside world, but at least I have them, right? That's what I thought, at least until that terrible day, the day that both marked my birth and the ending of my happiness, the day when the twisted things came."
My room was simple, nothing like an average girl, no pink walls, no carpeted floors, no makeup in my drawers, I grew up into a tomboy, though I'd like to say it's more due to circumstance rather than choice, after all growing up in the mountains you learn to value the useful things rather than vanity. That, and ever coming across paint in the mountains was as rare as a goat that can speak, the idea of using it for mere vanity, it burns so much, it's a complete waste, I hate waste. What I hate even more though, ohhhh… the infernal mornings, coffee was a blessing from god, I don't think I'd survive without it, and then there was that demonic clock…. OOHHH… How, I, Hate, IT.
*beep beep beep*
The clock was a minion of the demon king, I was sure of it, It requested that I rise from my humble abode, It wouldn't stop, so I grumbled aloud my complaints, my voice dazed, muffled by the pillow that was slowly suffocating me.
"aarrrhrgh… fivvveee… mooore… minutessszzzzzzz"
*beep beep beep*
I swiftly changed tactics, I had tried to plead with it, however it was unsuccessful, like the foul being it surely was, it refused this pure maidens request! Thus I attempt to bargain with the infidel, after all surely all it takes is a corrupt offer, for a corrupt being to be reasoned with?!
"Plleeaseee, I'lllll, ghhuhuhu… huu give you mmyyy deellllliccccouusss cofeeee beanssszzzz"
*BEEP BEEP BEEP*
In response the dastardly clock only seemed to grow louder as if angered, he seemed to have requested aid from his servant the blinds, and as they opened, the beeping seemed to taunt me, the rays of light brightened the room, the rays, the gremlins they were, had chosen to fall upon me, that's when it appeared, the irritating tickle that always preceded a sneeze, infernal clock, rotten blinds, obnoxious light, stupid demon king.
"AGGHHGGHHH… CCCHHHUUUU…. dammnit."
I slowly straightened myself, dragging my legs over the side of my bed, where I was greeted by the reprimanding voice of my mother, it was both gentle and stern, and excited?
"Mizzuuuu, come now your old enough to wake yourself up aren't you"
Still waking from my beautiful slumber I looked up to my mother focusing in on her chest, she was beautiful by anyone's standards, she had bright blue hair and bright green eyes, though her skin was bit too pale, reminiscent of sickly white, but where she shined was her endowment, a full and perfect hourglass figure and the chest… that chest *ssttarreee*. I couldn't help but look down at my chopping board and pray that I'm lucky… hey don't judge, I'm not a pervert, I can just respect… those… sizeable… melons… *ahem* ahhh… shoot, I was looking for too long, mom has a quirked eyebrow, time for plan "look there". I'm a natural actor I can easily fool the smartest people, just watch, and learn, with a fake panic in my voice I start the plan.
"Ahhhhhhh, a large, absolutely horrifying, disgusting spider!!!"
A grin appears on my face, surely, I fooled her, but, then I see her face, it's the "seriously you think I'd fall for that" look, with the deadpan eyes, straight face, and quirked right eyebrow, she responds in monotone with a hint of amusement
"Uuuuhhhuuu… I'm sssuurree there is an absolutttelllyyy ginormous spider, and this is most definitely not an attempt for Mrs. wandering eyes here to change topics. Definitely!"
A grin appears on her face, as I realize I'm looking at her melons… 'shit', I quickly look away as blood rushes to my face, time for plan "hairbrush", with a lightning quick speed, I leap from my bed and rush to the bathroom locking the door, time to take a shower, brush my hair, and act like nothing happened. A small question appears in my mind though, why was there a bunch of streamers and confetti in the house? I feel like I'm forgetting something important… ahh well time to get ready for the new day!