The first thing, she ever left, was emptiness all around her. But even if it could be described as emptiness, it felt warm...
The first thing, she ever heard, was a steady beating over her head. She didn't know, what it was, but it brought a huge sense of comfort and peace into her small body...
One day, she started hearing something else. First, they were distant, but with each passing day, they were becoming more and more clear. They were voices. She wasn't quite sure, what it meant, but she knew what they called. Voices of different people. They always changed, rarely even made sense.
But two were always constant.
Voices of a man and woman. They often would talk to her, how much they loved her and promised they'd protect her forever. They would call themselves her Mama and Papa. She didn't know what they were, but from the way they spoke to her and what they said to her... it felt soothing, comforting, just like the beating sound over her.
When she opened her eyes and first time saw her surroundings. She was surrounded by a relative darkness, but light was coming through, often showing a up to four figures of same type, but different sizes.
Even with all those new thing coming to her, she didn't know, how long she had spent inside of her safe little cocoon, but something kept telling her that her time in here was running out. The place recently started getting tight and she found herself turning over onto her head.
Until one day, she started feeling a huge distress. The weird liquid, she's been swimming into for what seemed like forever, was gone and she was coming after it. Her safe heaven, she has spent her whole time in, was pushing her out of it. She was used to feel upset, from time to time, but that was worse than she ever felt!
It stretched for what felt like hours, before she heard voices saying "Alright, alright, ma'am", "Keep on going!", "One more push!", "I see the head!", light hit her eyes and top of her head hit by cool air. Seconds later, she was pulled out and laid on something soft and warm, as cold surrounded her and she heard. A piercing cry or scream.
Is it her?
New sounds, smells and sights were around her, as she was gently wiped off and somebody did something on her, before her body was wrapped into soft material and brought to other two people, where she stayed.
Her cries had quieted down some time ago, and she was trying to open her eyes, to see who were next to her. Even if it was blurry, she was quite able to make out faces of those, who were looking at her. But that was another thing she payed more attention. Their voices. They were the two constant ones, she would hear everyday.
Are these people Mama and Papa?
The second she was in woman's, in Mama's arms, she again heard the sound, that guarded her before, as she listened to the two's voices.
How they would say how they loved her, how grateful they were she was healthy, she could even hear Papa comforting Mama when she cried about getting "drunk" on their... wedding? Was it what he said? She didn't know what it meant, but she felt like she didn't like hearing Mama crying like that. She raised her head up, snuggling closer into Mama's neck, that, through she didn't see, made her smile.
"It's a miracle, we're holding you here..." Papa said softly, holding her and Mama close.
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The sweet scene continued for another hour, before the tiny girl was asleep in her mother's arms, as two new parents watched their newborn daughter.
"We still have to give her the name..."
"You're right... have you gotten any ideas?"
"Well... I think I do... you remember when we were just chilling and then Chive called us over? You know, the day when she started kicking like crazy!"
"You mean... on Chive's party?" He laughed.
"Yes, this one! I think it was when two people were fighting about something" She laughed as well. "Wasn't even born and already made her temper clear."
"No doubt, she's your daughter~" The man held closer to his wife, before looking down to the baby. "So... do you want to name her after that nice girl, who asked us to drop her off at her house?"
The woman nodded. "Yeah... but... what was her name? It was..?"
"Her name's Y/N R/L/N (random last name)." The man thought, before smiling to himself. "I like that..."
"Yeah..." The woman smiled down to her little child. "Welcome to the world, Y/N Metal..."
And that's what her first moments were...
Her name was Y/N Metal, firstborn of the the Metal family and their miracle.
That's... how her story begun...
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My metal family (Big sister!Reader)
RandomY/N Metal, first born of Glam and Victoria and their only daughter, as well as an older sister to their two sons, Dee and Heavy. She likes playing guitar, like her father, and thinks on making a group with her friends. But living in unconventional...