The lost aura prince (temporarily stopped)

Finding a Strange Boy!

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Ash - 7

Misty – 8

Misty’s mom - ?

The Lost Aura Prince

Finding a Strange Boy!

Ca.1 – In the Middle Ages

It was a wonderful day in the small village Cerulean City. There were two parts of the village, one part was the "rich" and the second part was where the “inferior”. Those who lived in the "inferior" barely had any land to cultivate any food, if they were lucky the poor sometimes get "crap earth", the leftover from the rich.

In a small house there lived a family. The family was made up of a single mother who had four children. Unfortunately, their father had died some years ago. After the father died their mother had no choice but to care of the whole family on her own, with some help from the oldest daughter.

Because the girls’ mother was always at work, the oldest sister was left to care for her younger siblings. One of these siblings was the youngest, a girl with carrot colored hair. The oldest sister had complete reign over the house, and did whatever she wished to her younger siblings.

So the orange-haired girl was alone in her room sitting on her bed. Clutched in her arms was a small doll that she had received from her father before his death.

This girl’s name was Misty Waterflower, but everyone just called her Misty.

Misty looked down at her doll with button eyes, and sighed.She could hear all the other children playing outdoors, and their laughs. A small tear slipped down her cheek and landed on the doll. Misty bowed her head, she was a kind person who did not like to show her emotions.

Then there was a knock on the door, one that was barely heard. Misty raised her head and glanced at the door, eyes gleaming with tears. The door swung open, and Misty’s mother trudged into her room. Misty studied her mother, whose face was outline with tiredness and worry. Misty's mother sat down carefully next to her daughter, and Misty quickly tried to look happy, but failed.

“Honey how are you?” Her mother asked, and Misty looked away, she did not want her mother to see her so vulnerable.

“I’m fine mom, please leave.” Said Misty, then she smiled sweetly at her mother, her mother sighed, knowing that something was troubling her daughter. She was about to get up and leave, then an idea struck her. One that would surely make Misty happy.

"We can go out in the woods and pick some fresh apples so we can make apple pie.” Said Misty's mom with a cheery voice. Misty looked at her mother, a real smile spreading across her face, and nodded.

Misty and her mother stood up and walked out of the door, heading towards the forest.

Misty and her mother had picked apples for several hours so they had two full baskets full of bright red apples, Misty skipped to basket and laid down the last apple. Strangely the apple she had just laid down was not red, but this apple was as green as the grass.

"A green apple?" Asked Misty's mom, confused as she raised an eyebrow at Misty, who giggled and nodded happily.

"I like different things, it reminds me of myself!” Said Misty happily.

“Misty I-“ Misty’s mother stiffened, for she heard footsteps and male voices, which were coming closer her and her daughter. She quickly reacted, pulling on her daughter's arm and ducked behind a bush. She held in Misty close to her chest to calm down the young girl.