Martyr | Ray

Chapter 1

A pair of children, who looked no older than 4, stood in front of a large gate. Both of them stood there, staring at it, before the one with hair in a high ponytail spoke up.

"Ne, Osamu. Do you think we'll escape from this place someday?" She asked.

Osamu looked over to his twin sister as she gripped the metal bars of the gate, looking inside.

"I don't know," he answered his sibling before he looked away. "But, we'll leave this place no matter what."

Osamu and his twin sister, Y/n, stood there, holding each other's hands, before they heard footsteps from behind them.

"Osamu, Y/n, what are you both doing here? You know it's dangerous coming here." Isabella, their caretaker at the orphanage where they grew up, said as she approached them.

They stayed quiet before Y/n looked over her shoulder. "Sorry, Mama, we thought we saw Ray come over here, so we followed him, but he's not here." Osamu nodded at this before they both turned around to meet her gaze.

Isabella simply smiled, her eyes filled with emotion as she approached the pair, bringing them into a hug, "My dear children, I was worried when I called everyone inside, and neither of you showed up."

"Sorry." The twins apologized to her, she released them before reaching out her hands to them, her hand softly grabbed theirs. They all walked away from the gate in hand, towards the house they called home.

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"Wake up, everyone! Or you'll be late for breakfast!" Emma, one of the oldest children of the house, yelled as soon as the morning bell rang, waking up her siblings with a big smile on her face.

Every one of her siblings groaned as they sat up, getting ready for the day, but a single child stayed still as everyone was running around.

Emma, who helped Phil tie his shoelaces, noticed this and made her way over to the figure who hid underneath the blanket.

"Y/n, it's time to get up." She stood beside the foot of the bed, frowning as Y/n didn't make any effort to get up again. "You'll be late for breakfast."

Y/n simply stayed quiet. She was indeed awake, but tried to go back to sleep since she hardly ever slept at night.

"I'll just skip breakfast, Emma." That was all she said to the orange-haired girl, who nodded. "Okay, I'll see you later." She looked back at Y/n one last time before leaving the room completely with some of the younger children in hand.

Once everyone was out of the room, Y/n sat up, fixing the bandages she had on her arms before fixing her messy E/C hair.

"Sometimes I wonder why I'm still alive." She muttered as she rolled out of bed and fell on the floor, staring at the ceiling, and lay there for a few minutes.

"I wonder if living would be more exciting if you were still beside me."

Shaking the negative thoughts away, the H/C female slowly sat up and started to get ready for the day, ignoring the fact that Isabella was watching her.