Chapter 1

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"Geez. Those buggers are always starting trouble." The raven haired girl complained as she kicked a rock onto the street. It had been an early evening for the preteen. The skies were clouded and a new moon was out trying to peep its way through. It was only the simple streets of England. The raven haired girl wore a white buttoned dress shirt, brown suspended pants, and matching brown work shoes. Her long silky black hair was tied up in a bun hidden under a bowl hat. The girl was dressed up like a boy, but no one could tell she was a female and that is how she liked it. That girl was used to dressing like a boy since her parents were a seamstress and shoemaker. The sidewalks were filled with people wearing Victorian clothing and the shops were open. The street lamps came on giving the city a wonderful appeal in aesthetics.

Entering the small pub, the girl waved to the owner who stood behind the bar counter. The owner waved his free hand back and the girl ran over to him. The young girl took a seat on the bar stool and grinned in happiness. "You are cheery today, Reina. To think that your seamstress of a mother was offered a job to be the Joestar family's fashion advisor and the family's seamstress." The middle-aged man spoke congratulating the girl. The girl chuckles as she kicks her legs lightly. It was true. Her mother, Laurel Thomason, was offered to sew clothes for the Joestar family and she accepted the task. The Thomason family ran a popular clothing and shoe store. Reina's father, Charles Thomason, was a shoemaker known for his quality in shoe wear. "My mum says I can help her. Also, I can see my friend Jonathan again." Reina says in a cheerful manner. The young girl had two focuses: work and fighting people she viewed as evil.

Because of the girl only being around adults, Reina did not have many friends that were close to her age. "You have to be on your best behavior Reina. Those Joestars are of a higher class." The bar owner said. Reina nods. The pub was full of people eating, drinking, smoking, and playing games such as cards, chess, and dice. A blond boy was playing chess, winning money from the man. He even won a plate of cooked food. The man, who lost, grits his teeth and slams the boy's face into the plate of food. His grin proved that he was going to get something back. Hearing the sound of a slam caught Reina's attention. She hears the small commotion and turns around. The girl moves herself from the stool and yells, "Hey!" The man looks over at the girl and scoffs, "Go home you damn brat. Little boys should not be here in the first place." The man removes his hand from the blond boy's head. "I don't think being a wanker counts to being here either. Now, back off the kid and leave him alone." Reina said. She knew the situation she was getting into.

"Ankle-biter, don't talk anymore!" The man walks over to Reina and grabs the collar of her shirt. Reina looks down at her shoes and clenches her fists. She lets out a soft breath and punches the man in the face. Small sparks of light were surrounding her fingers. The man immediately loosens his grip and he falls back by the impact. Blood flew from his nose and the sounds of teeth cracking could be heard. Reina takes a step back and shakes her hands trying to feel her fingers. She steps over the unconscious man to approach the blond boy. "Are you okay? You look like a mess because of that twit's hissy fit." Reina hands the boy a cloth as she was concerned for his well-being. The blond boy narrows his eyes. His crimson irises stare at her violet orbs.

"You did not have to, but thank you." The boy said. He took the cloth from Reina in a polite manner. Reina took a seat in the chair across from the boy. "It's a moral thing. I couldn't help it." Reina says, confused by the boy's response. The boy had a birthmark on one ear and he did not dress very proper. His looked pale compared to the other men. "Don't get involved in situations that have nothing to do with you. You could have gotten hurt, but then again you do know how to defend yourself." The boy speaks while he uses the cloth to wipe the smudged food off his face.

"My mother says the same thing." Reina felt as if her good deed was pointless. "Ah, my name is Rei Thomason. Do you need a new plate of food? I can pay for it." Reina introduces herself. The boy was a handsome fellow in Reina's eyes, but she did not think of him any different. "You are a chatter box... The name is Dio Brando. And yes, if you don't mind." Dio said. Reina smiles and tells a server to bring a new plate of food. The girl was happy to meet someone she was able to help for the day. However, the happiness would not last long in the future.

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