Little Kitsune's Destiny

Prologue

Age: (five years old) = [Y/N] [L/N] POV

"Run! God damn it! Turn around!"

I refused, and ran. Ran and ran where my little feet can take me, closer to them

"Don't look back! We're fine on our own!"

The shouts of protest could be heard as I neared the voices.

"Just listen to us kid!  We'll be fine!"

I ignored their statements and kept running, in the rain...

"Why won't you listen! Don't you believe in us!?"

I kept running with tears falling down my face, though hidden by the droplets of water.

"Please! It's better if you don't get involv-"

Right in front of them, I looked at the monster in front of me.

"[Y/N]-san!"

All shouted through the drops of water from the sky.

"Ginga No Megami No Seishin!"

Hair wet, eyes brimmed with tears, as I heard them call one last time...

"[Y/N]!!!"

======End dream======

Age: (12 years old)

-- Morning --

Sitting straight up, my eyes shot open. My eyes stung, my breathing is heavy, i'm sweating. 'What was that? Another nightmare?' I shook myself out of my thoughts.

'They just keep getting worse and worse...'

I went and stood up, my tails following behind me. Yes, tails. I also have ears, a creme white color. Both my ears and tails are creme-colored, some parts covered with red swirling marks.

Besides that, there is this strange mark on my right cheek. The kanji being the color purple, the same color as my right purple eye.

I am a kitsune-human kind of thing.

Actually, I never knew what I am. I know what I can do, what I have, some secrets it upholds but, I never really knew what to call myself. It's not really everyday you get to see kinds like mine you know?

I'm [Y/N] [L/N], a female who likes both women and men. I am currently, 12 years old and I have never had a birthday since I was at the age of...jeez, it's too early for this.

Wait...

'Who am I exactly talking to?' I just shrugged my shoulders as I went back and continued laying in bed, contemplating my life decisions as if my soul depended on it.

Back to where I was talking about...

Every time, I'd let my tails and ears free, the people in the village I live in, [V/N], would call me different names. "Freak! Slut! Weirdo! Monster! Bitch!"

Though every single time I would just smile. It's not like I can do anything about it anyways.

I would simply smile. It obviously confused the others as to why I smiled but what can I do in the first place?

I'm a child who knows nothing about defending, what'd you expect?

I mean, I know how to cook and clean, fix and stuff, but that's just the basics of living alone. You could learn that in no time. Adapt with what you have and learn with what you can do.