So I'm seeing I've got twice as many readers on the first chapter then any other- just stick with me this part ends soon, it's mostly this chapter and the next, then we're on Popstar.
And yeah I realize I accidentally changed to first pov after this chapter MB! 😂😅
Kirby, Meta Knight, sword and blade are more people like. Kirby being a little boy, maybe a little bigger then a toddler.
•ABOUT (Y/n)!•
You got wings! Nice huge feathered wings! Ima just make them white if I ever need to mention the color.
There won't be any new characters, the one thing GRREEATLY dislike when reading a fanfic is when people add (b/f/n)- a best friend. I don't mind parents, a boss, or maybe even childhood bully for story development, but having another boyfriend while your hitting it up with Bruce Wayne isn't my cup of tea XD not hating, just saying I won't have that in this story.
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Chapter 1:
(Y/n)s fingers tapped the desk, she stared at the clock, bored. School was an unforgiving prison. (to that I say Amen!) Half an hour left til the bell rings. The Teacher clunked around the room, the mechanical arms scribbling math problems on the chalkboard. It's monotone voice burning it to (y/n)s ears. She leaned over-
"I swear- every sentence that thing spews is another year off my life!" She whispered to the boy next to her.
"Wouldn't you know? Princess?" He snapped.
(Y/n) sighed and sat up straight again, he wings on her back twitching. People called her "Princess" and all the time because of one LITTLE tiny weenie thing
(Y/n) was NMEs daughter. Hoo rah.
People were afraid of her- well not her. Her father. They were always careful around (Y/n). They treated her like a porcelain doll. Once in kindergarten a little girl made fun of her dress, she had snitched on the little girl to her father. Nobody heard from the girl, or her parents after that.
(Y/n)s thought were interrupted by the bell ringing. (Y/n) jumped up and scrambled out of the door, earning glares from the other kids.
She dashed down the stairs and out the school.
She stared at the massive white hallways. It was like a prison, build around another prison!
But it was better then being around the other children. (Y/n) had to take a separate hallway then the other kids, they were leaving the school Wing to go home to their parents. (Y/n) on the other hand, would head strait for her designated Wing- yeah, she had her own. NME didn't want anybody to be near (Y/n), as to not "endanger" her.
(Y/n) held her book bag in her arms. She thought about what her life is. What it means.
She wakes up. Goes to school. Gets picked on. Gets home. Sleeps. (With of course eating and junk in between don't be smart lol) She didn't do anything else. Her life was a series of white tunnels and math problems. The only thing that made her special was being NMEs daughter.
(Y/n) had reached her room by the time her train of thought dumped an existential crisis into her mind.
She opened her bedroom door and stepped inside. Her little shoes clicked on the tile and her wings dragged on the floor. She threw her book bag down somewhere. She looked straight up- a black sky with little white dots. As always. She felt trapped. All the time. (Y/n) had never seen the sun- never seen the Blue sky people talk about. She- and everyone living with Night Mare Enterprise- has never felt the sun on their skin. (Y/n) heard some things the prisoners her father brought in would scream. They'd say such horrible things. (Y/n) remembered
(Y/n)- a little girl skipped through the hallway, a jump rope in hand. She stopped in her tracks- a strange man was running strait for her! She screamed and fell to the ground. Guards grabbed the mans shoulders- cursing as they saw (Y/n)s face of fear. The man turned to her "Little girl! Run! Run away! Your life is a lie! Your leader is a monster! He's ruined the lives of millions! Get out- little girl!" (Y/n) had no idea what he was talking about. She ran to her father, screaming and crying. What did the man mean??? Was he talking about father??
(Y/n) was sitting at her desk, doodling what she imagined the man to look like. She was to little, and to frightened to remember how he looked. She just pictured him as an anonymous profile pic. Black. Head to toe.
She turned to her radio and flipped through the channels.
"Breaking news! The military headquarters of NME has been blown up by a band of terrorists! Kirby, Meta Knight, and a band of other "Star Warriors" from the planet Pop Star blew up half the base! Many lives were lost, but fortunately, NME has survived, along with many others.
A ceremony will be held tonight for the lost men and women aboard the base. If anybody sees a strange, brightly colored, round life forums, contact this number, (insert phone number), that's (insert pho-)" (Y/n) turned off the radio.
"Military bass huh? What's that mean?"
She jumped as she heard a knock at her door.
"Who is it?" She asked.
"News, Ms (y/n)." A mans voice replied.
"Proceed." She tried to be professional- as her father would.
"NME has issued a new rule. Your door is to be locked no longer get than ten minutes after dinner is served. It will remain locked until the next morning at 9 o' clock." He said. A little slot in the door opened and a bag slid through.
(Y/n) stood up and flew over to it.
"What's this?" She snapped. Annoyed.
"Your dinner." He said, his voice fading as he walked away. She picked up the plastic bag and peeked inside- a burrito and a bottle of water!!
"What the H-E-double toothpicks??"
(Y/n) groaned. She had so many rules! "Stay away from the guards!" "Don't leave your Wing after school!" "Stop flying or well tape your wings shut!" "Stop whining!"
All (Y/n) wanted to do was exactly that- she wanted to leave her Wing and fly around, exploring the world she lived in. She wanted to know what a commoners life was like. And probably most of all- she wanted better food! She didn't know what kind of Doo Doo her father ate but it must be better then a soggy burrito and an empty water bottle- soggy burrito?? Empty water bottle!! (Y/n) looked down. The water bottle had a hole in the lid, the water leaked everywhere! Now- she had no water, no dinner, aaand a huge puddle on the floor.
(Y/n) screamed and threw herself into her bed. She wrapped herself in her blanket and slowly fell asleep.
She had the oddest dream that night...
(Y/n) was slugging down the hallway, school bag in hand. When a strange man came running tweeds her! She screamed and fell to the ground! Expecting guards to take the man away, she closed her eyes. But nothing. No guards, no screaming. Nothing. She opened her eyes, the man was standing before her, his arm stretched out, silently asking for her hand.
Hesitantly, she reached forward and grabbed it. She felt joy and happiness fill her. All around her was blue! Though she'd never seen blue. All she saw was white, her mind told her it was blue. She looked strait up. A big shining ball flew in the sky. The sun! She thought. Wow! Wow wow wow!! This is amazing! She breathed. She flew through the sky, cold air winding through her feathers. She smiled. She wind was amazing! She did loops and flips, feeling free! Strange, brightly colored, round life forums floated around in the distance
(Y/n)-
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!
(Y/n)s eyes peeled open (ew yuck) and she groaned. She slammed the button on her alarm clock. Her lips were dry and her face was cold, she looked up, an air vent had slid off three of its four hinges! Allowing air to pour into the room freely. (Y/n) gasped at it. It was long and dark. But the air came from somewhere! Maybe it came from the blue outside from her dream!
A click from the doorknob made (Y/n) jump! They had unlocked the door. It was a Friday, her third favorite day!
Ugh.
"Time for school Ms (Y/n)!" A woman shouted.
All day (Y/n) kept thinking about the vent and her dream. Maybe... maybe she could escape! Yes. It all made sense now.
She'd stack up her books, and climb up to the ceiling. She'd stick rubber to her arms and legs so she could climb into the darkness! She'd follow the dark vent and when the vent ended, she'd crawl out and there it would be! The source of the fresh air.
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Uuuugh 1561 words.
That only took an hour, let me know if y'all want shorter chapters, the same, or longer ones. Feel free to comment what you'd hope to happen. Or what you'd hate to happen! I'll start working on the next chapter right away!!
Edit: ok so like the comments are backing me up and some of y'all might be confused- I had a part about my dad being an ass and talking shit about my writing, im still hella sensitive and I don't show any of this to my friends, one day at the park with my best bud I let slip I wrote fan fictions and one day she sends me a screenshot of this story (I accidentally followed her on this account) and she goes "I think I found ur story." I'm like HAHAHOH SHIT!! "Nah bro that's not me!" I'm tryina convince her that's not me (that's that period when the stories were unavailable, I unpublished them hoping she'd not be able to read them and soon just forget about it. I deleted the part about what dad said- I told her about that story too, so that's what the comments are all about 😂
Byeee!
