Child of two world

Chapter 1: I am not alone

I do not owned Star Trek

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Negaiko P.O.V.

When I close my eye everything freezes. The whole world stops, and fell timeless. I fell so alone, like there no place for me sometime. I never belong anywhere; I was a child of two worlds. It was my curse to bear. I'm not ashamed of my decent. I love being different, cause seriously being normal is overrated. Logically speaking in real life no one is normal. My sibling and I were different from all the other children in Japan, and they would pick on us because of that. But I accepted my fate a long time ago, that people will always what fear they don't understand. They'll torment them to feel superior and above them. People like my sibling and I. but they don't understand they never do. Because of this there is a never ending wave of fear and hate when it comes to the degree of difference in races. I am half-vulcan and half-human, and I am never prouder. How dad put it is that we are vulcans with the human capacity to feel emotion. Which is funny, because most of the time, people have mistake me as a normal human being. I had the anatomy, ear and brow of a vulcan, but the color of my hair and eye made me seem human. But nobody seems to care.

I open my eyes, my body feeling weightless in the water. Oh, it has seemed that I fell asleep in the bath again. I raised my head above the water breathing the cool air that consumed the room. I got out of the tub, pearl shape droplet dripping off my light green skin and some cascading in my long golden locks. I grab a towel, dried myself, and wrapped the towel around my chest.

I step out of my bathroom into my room and into my walk-in closet. I pick some clothing out. I walk over to my vanity. I look at my reflection in the mirror and did the usual. I tied my mid-thigh long wavy hair in a pony tail but left enough hair to hide my ears, I lightly put on some light green eye shadow and mascara, and some cherry lip-gloss as the final touch. I put on my favorite pair of jeans, a black tank top with lace strap, a leather jacket, the family silver star necklace that is given to every family member, and my black dock. I did a small seeing if anything out of place.

I walk down the stairs case, turn left into the living room, and turn right to the kitchen. I some egg, milk, flour, and some other ingredients and started to make some pancake. I started to hear some rustling upstairs. They must have woken up. I was babysitting Jasper and Jasmine for a week when my brother Hitomi and his wife went and celebrated their wedding anniversary. They would be picking them up this afternoon.

Small foot step came slowly down the stair case. The sound of foot step pass thought the living room and into the kitchen. I spotted my eight year old niece and nephew standing there their strawberry blond hair in a jumble and there turquoise eye trying to wake up.

"Good morning sweeties" I smiled gently at them.

Jasmine ran up to me in her green nightdress "morning Auntie Aiko" she grinned at as I lift her up for a hug. I look over her shoulder that her flower pot suddenly bloomed a dozen of blue flowers. Jasper walk over to the island climb up and sat in his chair murmuring good morning to me.

I walk over to the other side of the island and place her in her chair. I walked over to the counter picking up 2 plate of pancake. I turned and smiled "I made your favorite" placing their plate in front of them.

"Yay Pancake!" they squealed. They both grab their forks and ate their food eagerly.

I smiled at their adorable antic until my communicator rang. I walk over to the coffee table in the living room were my communicator was. I pick it up and sat on my couch. Looking at communicator noticing it was Spock who was calling.