The Origin of the Heart Taker

Chapter 1: Introductions

~= Ending our parts. Since me and my friend wrote this, each time you see one of these things ~ then it a different character talking

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A wonderful snowy evening today. As I step outside, I feel a cold breeze brush past me. As I look up see the falling snowflakes. I put my hand out letting the tiny white flakes of snow land on my hand. I start to walking, putting my headphones on listening to music. Today is December 19, 3021. While I am walking, I can introduce myself, I am Fuyu. I am age 21 and I work at a "research facility" or at least that what everyone else think it is. It's a place where we do different experiments or test which ever one you prefer to call it. I go back in time and do what they tell me, whether it grab a person from that timeline or take notes on what happened during that time. It can be difficult sometimes, but it is also fun to do. I was assigned this job after I got wounded in the war, my left eye was scared from the cause, but I got lucky. I can still see out of it. That's not the point. Anyways the head scientist says that he is sending me to the 50s for something important, he hasn't given me all the info yet. I wonder who or what it could be this time.

As I head in the building, I notices that they redecorated the place. Looks like everyone was getting ready for the holiday early than usual. I walked to where I needed to go and set my stuff down. The scientist walks in and start to fully explain what I was going to do. This time I was getting someone from the 50s. This was going to be hard, harder than I expected. I would have to spend some time there and wait. See with any time-traveling thing you must make sure that whatever you do doesn't disrupt the timeline. Which means I must wait for her so called "Death" if I don't then I mess stuff up everything and must fix it. Which is something I don't want to do again. Not only that she is dangerous too. After that conversation, I waited a little bit more thinking of what I needed to do while I was there. I grabbed my computer typing in places that were in the 50s and researched the person I needed to find. After that I got ready to go. I opened the portal looking thing and walked through. My outfit changes for whatever time I go to, so I fit in.

I start walking around, staying out of eyesight or people view so I don't attract to much attention. I walk into the Milwaukee bar. This was the most place she visited so maybe I can find them here.

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Maria smiled, as she held Charels arm, as the man of her dreams, looked down at her, with a happy but seemingly calm smile. Charels is a detective. In fact, he was the most known detective at the time. He took Maria in, when he found her in the alley way crying.

I remember as if it was yesterday. I went to the Milwaukee bar, as I am a frequent visitor. I was having a difficult day; mom was always on me for not having a man yet. She was disappointed in me. I was supposed to be finding a man, when I was too busy trying to make sure I could have a house above my head. Of course, it wasn't enough for them, never was. Women are never treated right really, we women, are supposed to be at home, taking care of our children and cleaning and cooking for the family, while the husband was supposed to work and keep the house over their heads.

It's not bad as it sounds, if you grow up and believe it your entire life. In my opinion, it's quite a comforting thing to think about. I'd like to find the right man to depend on and a man who will take care of me. But it wasn't that easy for me. I am terrified of finding the wrong man. My grandmother did, and Grandfather scares her. I didn't want to find a man, and slowly realize the red flags, till it's too late. I couldn't unmarry! That's preposterous!!

I remember sipping my water, as men began to talk to me. Men hit on a lot of women. But I believe it only happens when there drunk, and not realizing what they're doing. I looked toward one of the men, realizing they had a wedding ring, as I suddenly got nervous again about the thought of staying with one man my entire life. I don't want to be stuck with a man like hers. I felt sad for her. That poor girl...

Without realizing it I was taken to an alley way...it's how he found me. I looked terrible. I was terrified. Crying nonstop. I tried to redeem myself but couldn't. I remember hearing a voice above me. "Is everything okay, ma'am"? I flinched, quickly looking up. It was a man. The man had dark brown curly hair. It seemed to shape his chiseled face perfectly. He had a perfect body, that seemed to be firm to touch. He had a black fedora on his head, as he wore a tux that was grass green with black lining. He had a white buttoned shirt underneath, with a black tie. He wore ALDO Lidien shoes. I looked into his cold but calming green eyes. He gave his hand to me, as I held it, helping me up. He held me, which felt like forever. I never felt so calm before. I looked up at him as nodded. He smiled, "Don't worry, milady. I promise you will get justice". I smiled back I softly squeezed his body. "Be calm now, I will protect you".

'Be calm now, I will protect you'. I remember those words clearly. When he said those words, I knew then and there I would be safe. I closed my eyes and nudged my head into his arm. "I'll see you after work honey", I smiled and kissed his cheek, giving him his lunch. We have been married for 3 years now. We met when I was 15 while he was 17 and married when I hit 16 years old while he was 18. He winked playfully," I'll see you for dinner", and closed the door behind him to go to work.