Miss There Are Demons On My Lawn

Prolouge

Please, if you haven't already, read the blurb for more context and enjoy the book.
The video above is the utau voice attached to Akira sugoshi found on my channel: emem-chan Prout.
Thank you for your patience.

I was just five years old, but I remember it as clear as day.
I was there with my mother, her face wrinkled from what I assumed at the time was age, but as I look back at it now, I realise it was more worry than that.
Back then I had raven black hair as the rest of us did. The whole planet.
My mother looked at me carefully and said quietly, "I know you may not understand a word Akira but...they are coming, and there is nothing I can do to stop them. Whatever it takes, resist, resist until you can't resist anymore."
I remember slowly nodding my head as my vision went a little blurry, and the guards broke into the house.
Primary objective: steal the child.
Anything that gets in their way will be demolished.
Including my mother.
Every wrinkle line, smile, word of wisdom she gave to me, was gone when she stood in front of me.
And as I attempted to scream life back into her hopelessly I realised that she was right about one thing, but the consequence of that leaded to a punishment like death.

They leaded me to a dark room and hooked me up to a machine, with lights flashing around me.
They tied my hair up into a pony tail and pull at it, stretching it so it can reach a final chord holding it up.
I knew what was happening.
You see, on my planet there is a custom, that if a child is worthy enough then they will spend their life training to be a protector of our 'trusted' and 'lovely' neighbours- the Terokans.
Training on earth is usually associated with gear and metal and muscles.
Here, training is being hooked to a machine until you are of 300,000 Alohermeran years of age, then being re taught how to move the body around for a year or two, finally going through a process hidden from all but the protectors.
Every protector has two distinct qualities about themselves: they have animal ears, and they have silver hair.
And I was soon to realise that the transformation I was going through, I would never return to what I was.
Those few years with my mother were gone, and I will be replaced with who I am today.
A killing machine.