Today was my birthday. A whole 20 years of life. What was I going to do with myself today you may ask? Obviously meet up with some of my boyfriend and friends from school to hang out in the woods.
I didn't have many friends seeing as I was known in school for having a freak of a family. When I was younger I thought they were so cool, as any young child would think. I didn't care about the bullying at first but then it finally got to me and I hated it. I resented my family by the time I was seven and would always run off away from the ministry. Sometimes without anyone's knowledge. My uncle's ghouls would always find me though. Either I was at a friends house or in the woods behind the church. By the time I was fifteen though my family had mostly given up on me. It didn't make it any better that the siblings around the ministry couldn't whisper for shit. Saying things like I was a god worshiper and I couldn't imagine having her as a child.
I had never met my mother. Though sister Imperator said I was just like her, and by said I mean seethed. From what I've heard, My mother ran away right after she had me. She couldn't stand the thought of being stuck in this church for the rest of her life. I couldn't blame her though. I understand what she was going through. Sister Imperator hated her the moment she left and every time we got into an argument she would always bring her up.
It's not that I'm rebellious either. I never smoked, drank, I always kept my grades up and I never been in a relationship until last year. That last one wasn't really my choice though. People were to scared to talk to me. My dad always said that my beauty intimidated everyone but as the years passed I began to believe him less and less. Until I met my boyfriend. He was the love of my life and I would sacrifice everything for him. We met while I was bartering. He was the guitarist of some small shitty punk band but I absolutely loved it. He would come to the bar regularly and after a while he asked me out and I could never be happier.
My dad, the papa of the church had always made an effort to be the best parent he could. When I was younger he would sing to me, we would ride tricycles around the halls and he would let me name his pet rats. I did appreciate him for it but it got harder when I became sixteen and he became Papa and he left for months to go on tour. He was the only one in this damn ministry who gave a shit about me, which made sense because he is my father. He was upset when I left because he had always thought that I would find my place here and stay, but I never did.
When someone becomes Papa they get to summon their own ghouls. I remember the ceremony for it like it was yesterday. I was sat a row back. There weren't many people here considering it was reserved for higher clergy members. Yes my father had to fight sister Imperator to allow me to watch this. I remember the ghouls coming from the ashes that were laid out on the ground, shaped in a pentagram. The room was dark and only lit by candles that were encased with red glass. The room would then flash with whatever elemental color the ghoul was. It was fascinating. My dad reading words from a book in Latin then a flash of purple light. Aether was the first ghoul, then Rain, Swiss, sunshine, Cirrus, Cumulus then Mountain. When ghouls get summoned they don't come with much, only just enough clothing to cover themselves. They didn't even have masks but the second they reach the earths clean air someone is there to give them one. I don't know why but people aren't allowed to see their faces. Some say it is because their faces are deformed and had hellishly ugly features but when I saw them emerging from the flames I knew that it was actually the complete opposite. Ghouls were beautiful. The masks were because they didn't want human/ghoul relationships. At least that's what I've told myself when I saw them. Sister Imperator was very vocal about how she felt about those kinds of relationships.
Mountain and Rain were the same age as me when they were summoned so the three of us got along quite well. Technically because of my reputation Sister Imperator had forbid me from hanging around with them but we both knew she couldn't truly stop me. Though she was very happy when I moved out at eighteen, not like I was home all that much to begin with. I left the church and everything that came with it.
I've grown up now and live with my boyfriend Zach. I haven't been to the ministry in three years and it didn't matter because the only friends I made there were the ghouls. Don't get me wrong it was hard to say goodbye to them but I knew I had no place there. It seemed like when I left there was a weight lifted from everyone when I left. Not the ghouls though. They were upset at me leaving and made sure to spend as much time with me as they could before my boyfriend picked me up and left. I miss them but sometimes you have to leave people behind to heal yourself. And besides I'm sure they have already forgotten about me.
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Fanfiction(Y/n) is the daughter of Copia. The leader of the satanic church. What happens when she gets attacked one night out with her friends? What will she become? What will her ghoul friends think of her? What will the church do with her? Once again I'...
