It's called 'Fate'

Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Kage Redfox of the Redfox Clan ((those Redfox jackasses))

{this is after a year of Lucy travelling. but with Kage instead}

Kage's POV

it is my sixth birthday. and I've gotten stronger since my last birthday.

I'm not perfect at anything, but I like to tell myself that, so I tell others. This is how my 'cocky' attitude comes across.

So anyway, I'm 6 now.

The Redfox village prides themselves on their red and gold hair. and Yellow eyes. but I don't have either. I'm ridiculed cause my hair is purple and gold and my eyes are emerald.

I don't belong.

I never have.

I'm an outcast.

So I act stupid so it won't attract more attention to myself.

It doesn't work.

In my clan. no, my village, anybody with different coloured hair, purple especially, are what they call denons(day-noons). it is like a demon. but much smarter and more powerful. it is that if you have purple hair, you either are a Denon, or are possessed by one, or host one.

I'll tell you now that I hear voices. they don't tell me to do anything, not against my will. they help me along, they talk to me, aren't afraid of me. I'm talking about the voices of the dead. every Redfox hears them. But I can also see them. I don't tell anyone about it cause if I did, they would certainly kill me. hearing them is one thing. but seeing them is another, usually only completely pure or completely evil people can see them, from the Redfox clan, no village.

And I'm pretty sure that I ain't evil. but I'm not exactly pure either.

For a young child, I had to grow up fast. No child should have to.

I did only because I am bullied, and punished by my own parents.

Once I got one of the highest scores in class, and my parents left me in my room without food for little less than a month. there are so many punishments, and I have somehow recorded each one.

There's going in the room without food for a certain amount of time, there's the basement *shiver*, there's(basically just think about torture and interrogation methods) making so many little cuts in my body, anywhere and everywhere and dumping salt water on me. Its endless.

And I have counted how many time each one was done to me.

There's a section on my wall where the dresser covers, and the wallpaper comes off, there are so many sections behind the big old dresser. Just for punishments.

Anyway, back to the birthday... not-party.

The only thing I really get from my birthday nobody bullying me really.

But I guess today is different.

I am walking down the street, minding my own business, when an elite ninja grabs me by the collar on my shirt. he walks down the opposite way I was going.

Turn left.

Turn right

Straight.

Oh gods! "NO! please, no no no no no! please please!" I screamed and begged. nothing is working.

He is taking me to the gates. their gonna throw me out!

I started to sing, cause for some reason my voice is better than anyone's in the village.