Everyday Beings With Dawn ~An Avengers Fanfiction~

Prologue 1

Please enjoy and read. I only own my OCs, nothing else. Well also most of the plot. I also want to thank MeganTheLemon and NiaTheMoviefor helping me. They are the best!

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 The cold rain pattered down onto the pane of the one window in the dark room. Cold wind whistled outside making the trees dance and smack the window with their leaves. Inside the dark cold room a figure shivered and pulled the worn, thin blanket tighter around their shoulders. Who was the figure? No one really knew for sure. All the people in the town only knew three things. The first was it was a girl; second, she was needed to stay in that room so the town would be safe, and third, no one went into the room or came out. None of the townspeople asked questions they just obeyed. They believed the lies the leaders said about her. So the girl stayed in the room. She didn't resist, she was too weak to. The village's priests called her a "demon child", they punished her for living and looking they way she did. It wasn't her fault she was born with pure white hair or that her eyes were red like the new dawn. It wasn't her fault she had wings as black as midnight. It wasn't her fault for being born, yet it was a sin for her being alive. Everyday the priests would come and open the door just enough so they could see her, but she couldn't see them.

"You're a freak," they would say. "A monster. A mistake. Inhuman, unloved by God. Unworthy, hideous."

The words filled her brain and consumed her soul, and she believed every one of those words.

"I am a freak. A demon child," she would whisper to herself. " A person like me will never fit in. A monster like me doesn't deserve to live."

Those were the only words she knew. The only words she ever heard. No one offered her kindness. She had once told herself she was beautiful, and the others were just jealous. Then the leaders came and whipped the idea out of her. Day in and day out she was constantly reminded of how she wasn't fit to live and beaten down lower and lower. One night a voice entered the girl's thoughts as she sat shivering.

"Beautiful," the voice said. The girl slowly looked up to see the owner of the voice, to make sure she hadn't gone insane. Her red eyes locked with a pair of deep green eyes. A kind of deep green you could get lost in forever but never notice. The girl blinked twice at the visitor. A boy about her own age looked back. He had raven black wind swept hair and a kind smile.

"You're beautiful," he told her again. The girl looked away.

"No, I am a monster, and freak. I am not beautiful," she croaked, her voice raw from lack of use.

"Who says you're a monster?" He asked her.

"Everyone," the girl replied dully.

"Then I guess I'm not a part of everyone," the boy said. Then he left from the window and left the girl alone with her thoughts. For the next few days the boy would come. He would say things that she'd never heard before, wonderful things, and the girl savored every one of those words.

One night he opened the window and sat right on the window sill. "Do you have a name?" He asked.

The girl shook her head no, she was never given one, names weren't given to demon children. The boy sighed.

"Everyone has a name, mine is Jack. What's yours?"

The girl just shook her head again. "I was never given a name. Monsters don't get names."

"Alright I'll give you one," the boy thought for a second.

"Dawn."

"Dawn?"

"Yup. Every day starts with a dawn, as red and as beautiful as your eyes," Jack explained.

Once he left the girl savored her new name. "Dawn." She whispered. She smiled slightly, holding tight to the one thing that was hers. For once she was happy, and she believed things might start getting better. Oh the fool she was to believe that.

Jack stopped coming to visit. Dawn grew restless waiting for him. She missed him and the green pools he had for eyes. The kindness of his words and the gentleness of his voice. One night Jack did come to visit, but he was changed. His hair was flat and unusually messy, and his green eyes dull and distant.

"Jack?" Dawn finally asked him after a moment of silence. Jack looked at her, his eyes filled with an emotion she knew all too well. Disgust.

"Don't talk to me, it's all your fault," he snapped.

"Wh-"

But Jack cut in. "The priests said you were a monster, but I was stupid enough to believe you were just misjudged." His eyes were burning with a flame of rage so intense it could devore a forest in a second.

"They died because of you, my mother and sister, gone all because I took pity on you. The priests say God has punished my family for my sins, for me helping a demon." Jack's voice was laced with so much venom you could almost see it in the air. "I was wrong. You are a monster. A monster like you will never be beautiful." He turned and left Dawn colder than ever before.

She sat there, and days passed. "Why? Why do I fight to live, when everyone is against me? What have I done to deserve this?" In the cold darkness of her room she thought. She then recalled on conversation she had with Jack weeks before. He had told her that she had wings like a bird. Birds fly and can go anywhere.

"I wish I could fly away from here and disappear. Then no one could hurt me." She had told him.

He had laughed. "Then why don't you try?"

Dawn snapped her head up. Why don't I try? She thought. Slowly and carefully, she rose on her shaky legs. Her wings opened behind her, expanding to their full span.

"I have the wings of a bird, and birds can fly anywhere." Dawn willed her feet to stumble to the dirty window. Her hands shakily opened the window. It groaned in protest, but she pushed it enough to let a blast of cold, fresh air enter the musty room. Her heart took courage and she soon had a space big enough for her small frame to fit through. Dawn sat perched on the window sill, breathing in the air she had only hoped she would taste again. The evening air filled her lungs and renewed her spirit.

"I may be a monster, but this monster has wings like a bird." Dawn let herself smile for the first time, a real smile.

"And birds can fly anywhere." With those final words still fresh in the air she leapt into the sky, and flew toward the rising sun, into the red dawn that filled the sky, and disappeared.

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Please read on! It's going to be really fun!

~Yuki~