Thing's may not be as they seem

Topic is deticated to: @Michael Sanctius
Date + Time June 17th 2020 + Around midnight
Place + Weather Ally way in Gaia + Cold and raining
11 year old version: Link
Clothes: A shirt about 2 sizes to big, which reaches her thighs (as a 15 year old) and under her knees (as an 11 year old)
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The were gone, and she knew she couldn't go back, though she had lived with those people for as long as she could remember, now that they were dead, they had no use and couldn't protect her anymore. But there was one problem though, they had gotten her food and magic, and now she had been without them for a few days, and her body ached. It felt like it was on fire, and every single time she moved around it only got worse. She had felt this way before, but mostly when she had to age up or hadn't fed for a while and after all, it had been more than 3 days since she last had feed and now everything just keep hurting. At the same time she was freezing, it had been raining for a while now, and her clothes...they were cold, clinching to her already shivering small body. After a while, she couldn't walk anymore and simply just sat down, holding her legs tightly to her body, with her shaking arms around her and her head resting ever so softly against her knees. She didn't know what to do or where to be, all she knew was the fact she was cold, hurt and hungry.
"Are you okay, little girl?" a soft voice rang to her, and suddenly she snapped her head up, looking towards the voice, which came from the shape of a woman, who seemed to come closer. She smelled so amazing, like daisies in the summer and the scent got better as she got closer "I'm cold," she said, holding up her hands towards the nice lady, who seemed to quickly lift up her shivering form. But now being in her arms, and being this close to her, she could smell the magic, it was like all those other times she'd fed from witches, the sweet scent of pure magic running through her veins and before she could stop herself, her small hands laid themself on the woman's cheeks and she placed her mouth close to the other and sucked out the magic. With the magic being kind of absorbed out, coming out in the colour of a purple light, the woman grew weak, and slowly sank to her knees and with her arms hanging by her side, she fell to the floor, now in some kind of coma. It wouldn't kill her, but it would leave her extremely weak, and maybe her magic would return, maybe it wouldn't.
But now she was full, but the good feeling didn't last, for suddenly her bones began to crack, and she felt herself growing, but it was slow and it always hurt so much. Though she did not have many memories of her childhood or whatever childhood she had, she always did remember this pain, it felt like her skin ripped apart, her bones break and reform. But after what 5 minutes it stopped, and instead of the 11-year-old girl, instead stood a girl around 15 years of age, now with the wet shirt hanging around her thighs, rather than below her knees as before. Her hair was longer, now reaching her waist, and her face much more feminine, as a girl going through puberty would have. She lifted her hand, now looking at the much larger shape, before letting her fingertips caress the soft skin.

Though she was used to this by now, it was still scary. She'd been told she had been 11 before, but what was she now, and what was these strange emotions and this sudden weight on her chest, and this tingling sensation. It all felt so strange, and she didn't know what to do. Though this frightening feeling didn't last long, or maybe it did, but it was paused as she heard the voice of a man close by. Her eyes which had the unnatural colour, of being a mix of electric turquoise and lilac colour, tried finding the man with whom the voice belonged to. It came in the shape of a tall man, a man who almost had this glow around him, but it wasn't a physical one, it was like those drawings her aunt would show her off Angels "I don't know, it's what they told me to do when it hurt, to take the magic from them," she tried explaining. Though having lived with the group, who actually created the species she was, she did not know very much of her own kind.
She embraced herself, shivering from the coldness of the rain, and the fact she'd been outside for a few days now, not really eating well or for that matter having much warmth "They said my parents were put in prison, I've never known them...but my family...they're gone now, they're all dead," her lips quivered, she hadn't known them for a long time, but they had been nice to her, and now they were dead. She would sometimes remember seeing them dead and with all the blood on the walls, and how scary it had been "are you going to kill me too?" she asked him, holding on to herself a bit harder, as if she wanted to protect herself, from whatever he may be able to do.

She made an almost shocked expression, as the man suddenly snapped his fingers and the rain stopped coming down, just as if it had never been there, to begin with. Though growing up as a relatively magical being, she had not seen this kind of thing happen, people stopping the weather as if they were Gods in human form. This along with a somewhat hungry feeling made it pretty hard when he suddenly began asking questions. Had it been any other situation, she would have understood why he would do this, but she was freezing and it was far from a normal situation, and therefore it wasn't so easy to focus "No, not always...but sometimes it does," she didn't know when it would make her older, but she could sometimes feel it would happen like there was this battery slowly charging in her body and it needed to go off "I'm not sure, they would always change the date," she wasn't actually sure, sometimes they said she'd lived for 2 years, and other times it was 12 years.
When he suddenly apologised, it wasn't what she was used to, and this was even with the fact she hadn't seen much of the world, or for that matter all it's horrors. But she wasn't used to this kind of kindness and it seemed like he actually meant it, and this alone almost made her smile, which would be the first time in a long time "you would help me?" she didn't know what to do, or what to say for that matter, no one had really helped her before "Why would you do that?" she then asked a few moments later, why would he help her? He didn't even know her, and for all purposes, she could be evil.

She nodded, not really feeling like actually saying the worlds, but that was what they had done, they had lied to her and still, she somehow loved them. But they had been she'd have, and in the end, she didn't know what real family was, she didn't know family fought for one another or that they wished the good. The type of family she knew, was the type that did horrible actions to each other and in the end, apparently lied "Like the paintings?" she asked, almost with the spirit of a kid, seeing something or someone they've heard of as someone younger. She'd now seen or met many other species, didn't even know what she herself was, but she'd heard of angels and seen them in paintings and books. Her aunt would sometimes read her stories of Angels.
"Persephone," was all she said, as the man presented himself by his name, which seemed to be Michael. Being told he was an angel, suddenly made much more sense, as he almost had this halo of light around him. He seemed kind, unlike anything she'd ever met before and while she wanted to trust him, she was scared of doing it, scared of what would happen. Though as he explained he would help her, but all she had to do was to take his hand, she slowly reached out her own hand towards him and met his in the middle. She felt so tiny in front of him, with her shivering hand feeling so small compared to Michael's, and he felt so warm.

She couldn't quite explain it, but as he looked into her eyes, with a gaze so warm and kind, she couldn't imagine him being anything else but a saviour. The warmth from his hand, as it closed down around her own tiny, she felt save and secure and for the briefest of moments, it was as if nothing bad would happen to her, she even let herself believe he would save her. She could even feel the previous fear and doubt leave her, and this was all from nothing but the feeling of his warm hand and kind gaze. But then suddenly the street disappeared, and she was in this room, which almost reminded her of her old home, though less cold and cruel, and more like a real home. Her electric eyes darted around, trying to figure out where she now was, though it didn't last long before he explained where they were "They also were in a bunker, this is much nicer, it feels like a home in some ways," she chuckled and let her gaze met with his.
When asked to follow him, she automatically started walking beside him, she'd often been told just to follow someone, so it was more natural than most things "I don't think so, but I don't remember much. I think they called it Ireland," she really didn't know, because even though being a supernatural being that did grow rather fast, she did in some ways have the mind of the age she looked like, so she couldn't remember much. His comment on how she could just ask anything if she wanted to, made her nod and smile ever so slightly "Do you really have wings?" she suddenly blurted out, she'd been told stories of Angels, but didn't know whether or not they actually had wings. As he handed a bottle of water, she quickly took it and emptied it faster than anything else.

"You really do?" she'd never seen real wings before, she wondered if they would be as soft as she'd imagine, or how it would be to fly in the sky, not having to worry about other people. She almost asked if she could see them, but she didn't want him to feel uncomfortable and maybe it was too intimate of a question, so she didn't say anything "Fairies? They exist too?" it felt so strange like all she knew before was a lie and all control was gone. She couldn't talk to her family, because they were probably all dead, and those who weren't should have gone into hiding, and her parents...she'd never met those people, but them being gone all her life, still kind of hurt. But she had to accept this as being the present, this was her life now, even if it was scary in so many ways.
She followed his movements with her eyes, and as he placed the bowl of the red substance on the table, she sat down and looked upon him in front of her. She slowly took the spoon and tried eating some of it, but it tasted strange and she couldn't quite place it, but none the less, she ate from it "Not much, they always said they would teach me when I got older," she shrugged. Though suddenly she stopped eating, making a strange face and she started coughing. She tried getting up from the table, but her legs somehow gave out under her, making her fall "what is that?" it wasn't that it tasted bad, it just tasted strange, and she suddenly felt ill, like everything was spinning and her head felt weird.

She'd expected to hit the floor when she'd tried getting up, but also failing in doing so, so when she was suddenly in his arms and he softly removed a strand of hair from her face, she looked up at him. For a brief moment, she feared he may have poisoned her, maybe he worked for her family or that man who kill her aunt and uncle, and maybe he wanted her dead or give him over to the man. Though when he seemed generally worried, she scratched that from the theories, unless he was a really good actor, in that case, she would call him a monster "I don't know, it was usually in a cup, it tasted a lot better than that," she said, they had always given it to her in a cup, and she would drink it, and she remembered it tasting amazing "it's red," she didn't know it was blood, and probably wouldn't know until her own impulses made her hunt something or someone and then drink the blood from the person.

As she was very new in being around a lot of people, she didn't know how people usually smelled, so the blood wasn't something she would notice unless it was right there in front of her. But with that being said, she did notice people smelled different, for instance, Michael smelled sweet and of power, like he could do anything or that people feared him "Okay," she didn't know if he knew what she was talking about, but it appeared as if he did. As he helped her to stand up and removed himself from her, she suddenly felt a lack of warmth, which his almost embrace had given her. She didn't quite understand, why his arms or touch seemed to hold some kind of warmth with it, and the feeling of security, but it did and she didn't really mind it.
She stayed by the table, as Michael cleaned the dishes, and only looked up the second he told her, he would show her to her room, in which she nodded and followed him "Thank you," she stood by the door and looked up at him with a kind smile "tired, and a bit confused, it's like everything used to make sense and now it doesn't," she sighed and shrugged, not really knowing what else to say. But before she could really stop herself, she suddenly just hugged him, maybe needing that warm feeling he gave her, not warm of love, but of safety "thank you for everything," she smiled and hugged him for just a moment, even if he didn't hug her back.

She hadn't expected that he would hug her back, she couldn't really remember ever having been hugged before, so when his arms locked around her body and she felt him tighten the grip around her, so just closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment. Now it wasn't about the chaos from the world, she just felt safe in the arms of Michael. As a girl who hadn't felt love in any way, she kind of took it in whatever shape she could, which at the moment came from this angel. It was scary in some ways, that after this short of time, she felt connected to this man, and she felt save with him, like in some ways she knew he would protect her, unlike what her parents had done before or for that matter aunt and uncle. And how she just needed this feeling, it was like this craving in some ways, never having felt the love from family or the soft caress of a lover, and she felt this care from Michael.
She looked up at him, as he removed his arms from her, and she did the same "You're right, I suppose I'll see you in the morning," she looked up at him with a gentle smile, how she must have looked like a little lamb, trying to stay alive in a world of hungry wolves, so tiny and fragile, as if she could just break if one touched her too roughly. As he left her, she just stood there in the room, all alone again, like she'd been so many times before. Slowly she took off her wet shirt, and she found a new shirt and a pair of pants, which was far too big for her tiny body. Slowly she walked over to the bed and laid down, never having felt this soft of a bed before, it was nothing like the broken and hard bed from her aunt and uncles house. But that didn't matter anymore, they were dead and she had to move on.

She'd been sleeping really well, actually better than she'd ever done before, which was strange given this was a new place and with her aunt and uncle, she didn't fear them as per se. Though this bed was very soft, and the covers felt nice against her skin, it was almost like silk against the naked skin. She even found herself smiling throughout the night, though she did have a single nightmare, she dreamed of the strange man and the sounds of their screaming, as he tore them apart. She couldn't, however, seem to remember his face, only his legs and body. Though it wasn't much she remembered, as she then woke up as the morning came in. She even woke up rather early and took a shower, which felt amazing. She didn't know showers came that fancy or amazing, but it did appear that Michael had a lot of money, but so did her aunt and uncle, and they never let her use the good showers.
She was back in her room, and had clothes on, as Michael suddenly knocked, and she turned towards the door, still drying her hair "Good morning," she said with a genuine smile on her lips, she felt safe with him, so she could actually smile and seem happy "I've never had a phone before," though it wasn't something fancy, she thought it was, as she took it up and looked at it. He didn't have to do all these things, but he seemed to want to make her happy, which was still strange for her in many ways. As he told her of the rules, she nodded and listened "I'm to go to a school? Like a real school?" she sounded giddy, having lived most of her life inside, she'd never been around real people, so this was interesting. Many would probably say all these things were annoying, but she was happy because she could get a normal life "thank you so much," she bite down into her lower lip, as she looked at him with a smile.

As he explained how the phone worked, showing her how to text and such things, she nodded along and listened. Though this was her first phone, it was important to know how it worked, should she be in a situation in which she would need his help. She hoped she wouldn't end up in a situation, in which she had to call him for help, but it was better to be safe than sorry, given that this world didn't have that many kind souls. But of course, this didn't mean, that every single person was bad or cruel, as there were many good people, just like that of Michael, a man who had taken her in, even though he had no reasons for it, or at least not what she knew of.
Not many would want to go to a school, but she'd never really had the possibility for a normal life, and if she had to read a lot of books, then she didn't mind that. She wanted to learn, she wanted a normal life, feeling like a normal girl and not some freak who seemed to have grown 15 years, in a matter of under a year. It wasn't a secret she felt strange, not that long ago she'd been a child, and now she was on her way to becoming an adult. That was scary, and she just wanted time to slow down a bit "They sound interesting, I shall read them with pleasure," she said with a smile on her lips. She hadn't read of those things before, but then again the books she'd read wasn't...really that good, so whatever these books would grant her, she was sure it would be a lot better.
As the question came up, what she wanted to do for the day, she didn't know what to say "I've never had normal days, so whatever you would like to do." She looked at him with curiosity in her eyes, like she wanted him to tell her what to do, or know what he wanted to do.

She just watched him, as he tried figuring out what they could do, in which he said she couldn't come with him to work, and she, therefore, assumed he must have some kind of scary work environment since he couldn't bring her along. Or maybe he just didn't want her to see what he worked with, as they were still in some ways strangers to each other, even though he'd let her live with him. Though at this moment, she did wish she could read his mind, see what he thought of her, because so far he hadn't said that much, and she already found herself trusting him. She did feel safe around him, never believing he would do her harm, which could be rather naive, believing and trusting the first person she'd met, after having been on the streets for a few days.
As he suggested they go for a hike in the mountains, she smiled and nodded "That sounds fun." She grew up in a forest, so she did enjoy the nature "I would love that,"  she was curious as of how high up the mountain they were, and how high there were to the top "What clothes should I wear?" she asked, also due to the fact she didn't have any clothes laying around, and she'd never gone hiking before.

She got slightly confused, as he suddenly disappeared, after not having said why he just walked away, though it all made sense as he yet again came back, now with some clothes in his hands. The simple order, of her trying the clothes on and then meeting him by the entrance was simply, and she simply just nodded, before saying; "Okay." And then she watched as he walked away and closed the door. She took off her clothes, and then put on the new clothes, which felt interesting, especially the leggings that was formed pretty well for her legs and was only a tiny bit too small. So after a few minutes, she left the room and walked towards the entrance. She knew that spending this much time with Michael, probably wasn't going to happen very often, so she wanted to enjoy it as much as she could "I'm ready," she smiled kindly to him, ready to go wherever he wanted them to go to.