Spirits and Serpentine

{Ch.0} A New Begging

.:???? Pov:.

I woke up with hazy and tired vision, as my eyes slowly adjusted to the bright rays of orange that swept over my colorful room.
   It's wasn't much to others, but to me it was always nice and cosy.

When my visions finally cleared up, I looked around the room. Even though I memorized it by now, I wanted to make sure dad didn't come in and steal something again.

In the far right corner was my dark oak wardrobe, some cracks and scratches were on it but that just gave it personality in my opinion.
   Next to that was a drawer an ombre of colors plastered over the once beige coloring, even if I didn't really need it dad still decided to buy it. It was fun to make I suppose.
  Then there was the door, boring much. It was just a door with some random posters I found.
   Beyond that was my dark blue desk, my computer and a few gadgets on it, as well as my art supplies and scatters drawing of different devices, landscaped and some characters.
   A guitar was resting next to the desk. Similar to everything else, I painted it. This time it was only the bottom, that went up and scatters into the natural dark body it had.
  Just above that were some fairy light's that hung around the hole room, little star's and moons hanging from them.

"Nothing moved. Good." I joking said, jumping off my bed and walking to the door.

Just as my hand collided with the cold golden handle I could hear the fire alarm go off, and my dad scream.

<You could start the day without burning something could you...> I though jokingly, swinging the door open and sprinting down stairs.

My dad was standing outside the kitchen door, his red hair was now a much darker shade of crimson and his normally tan skin wad almost the same color as coal.

I sighed, running into the kitchen and putting out the fire.
   Which just so happened to come from some very chard eggs.

I could hear my dad chuckle from behind.
  With a sigh, I turned around. My face deadpanning.

"H-hey Siara." Dad nervously said.

"Don't 'Hey Siara', Ruan." I half growled, crossing my arms. Though I hated being like that to my dad, it was necessary from time to time.

He nervously chuckled. "S-sorry Sweet pea. I didn't mean to."

I sighed, hugging him. "What will you do if I'm not here."

I could feel him freeze up, as he slowly hugged back.
"I... I don't know."

Letting go of the hug, I looked into his dark green eyes. "Dad. School might be a days away but promise me you'll stay safe well i'm there."

He chuckled, nodding. "I promise little warrior."

I nodded with a sigh. "I'll get changed and make breakfast."

He responded with a nod as i walked out of the room, and into the small bathroom.
  Similar to every other area of the house, the bathroom was lit up with fairy lights.
  The room was mainly made of oak, with a marble counter, tub and toilet.

I walked to the mirror looking at my reflection.

My skin was still rather pale, the millions if dark brown freckles littering my cheeks, nose, ears, shoulders and arms as they created a small heart shapes on my skin.
   My eyes were also still there bright purple that seemed to glow along with the lights.

With a sigh I got out my makeup out quickly, and covered the freckles. My mind was split on putting in my contacts or not. But I decided against it after a few minutes.

.:3rd Person:.

Siara left the room quickly, checking to make sure her dad didn't go into the kitchen again before walking along the long hallway and back into her own room.

After a few minutes she came back out in a bright red t-shirt with some Japanese writing on it that had different variations if 'love you' as well as some blue jeans and red snickers. The girls light brown hair was also in a neat ponytail, as her right eyes was slightly covered by a fluff of hair that decided to stray from the others. She also had her Dragon pearl on.

"Dad, what do want for breakfast?" Siara asked calmly, looking into the small living room.

Ruan smiled. "I don't mind. I'm sure it will be delicious whatever it is!"

She laughed gently, waking into the kitchen and getting out some ingredients as well as utensils.

After 20 or so minutes Siara walked into the living room with two plates of fluffy hart shaped waffles, maple syrup dripping down the side and perfectly landing on the plate as a cold slice of butter rested on top with a few blueberry's.

"Breakfast is served!" Siara said with a gentle chuckle as she placed one of the plated in front of Ruan.

"Thank you Ace." Ruan smiled, taking a fork.

She nodded, Sitting in one of the bean bag chairs.

"Hey.. Dad." Siara called out after a moment of silents.

"Yes Little Warrior?" Ruan asked, looking down at her.

"Why did you change my name? It's not that i mind or anything, i'm just curious." She said, waving her hands slightly.

Ruan chuckled. "It's all right," Sia calmed down and placed her hand down. "I renamed you because of the bad karma your old name had." He half smiled.

<And i don't want a trace of you mother in more then your powers. Which belong to you and not her.> He though, but kept it quite.

Siara nodded, eating some of her food.

The girls bright eyes wondered to a picture that sat on the vanity. It was of her and her father. The two were smiling blissfully, As the 2 year old Siara held her hands up in a heart sign. Well Ruan was simply laughing, a hand on her shoulder. One thing Siara didn't get was the burnt side of the photo, the picture was burnt in a perfect manner so non of Siara or Ruan were damaged, but the 3rd person wasn't visible. But a small bit of the person's hand was still viable as they held onto Siara.

<Who is that person...> Siara wondered, looking at the picture with a confused gaze.

She had never seen her mother, so she always guessed that the burnt area's on many of photos were of her. Ruan had always told the girl that the photos were burnt during a fire, she wanted to believe him to trust him, and she did. But it never added up. The photos were burnt to perfectly. Just enough so the person would be gone, but not enough to burn her or the older man.

<What is dad hiding from me?..>