Just a Doll
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Category:
+. to F › Chrono Crusade
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,424
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Chrono Crusade, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Prologue
Okay, Fiore is one of my favorite CC characters, and I realized...I've only seen about 2 fanfics with her even MENTIONED in it. u.u; She deserved SOME spotlight...so, this story is all about her, 100 Florette Harvenheit from start to finish! rawr...
anyways, this "chapter" is suppose to be short, so don't panic and think i'm just lazy for writing so little...the next chapter is going to be pretty long once I get around to writing it. enjoy for the time being!
The Sinner
Just a Doll
Prologue
Rain could be heard drumming loudly outside of the large estate, awakening the young teen from her blissful slumber. She sat up, brushing some of the loose, darkened hair from her shoulder to join the rest that lay just behind her neck before rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
Immediately her attention was pulled to the silhouette of the man that stood just beside her bed, patiently waiting for her to regain full consciousness.
“Excuse me…” He began quietly, a slight look of guilt crossing his features.
It hardly took the girl a full minute to recognize the voice. “Steiner? Is something the matter?”
“Well, miss Florette…My apologies for waking you at this time, but…miss Satella…”
A low sigh escaped the corner of her lips. She understood the situation all too well, considering her earlier request to the butler to wake her whenever this kind of situation arose. With no second thoughts, she crawled out from under the covers and left the warmth of her room, wandering down the hallway and paused when she heard the soft, whimpering sob drifting from a nearby room. Surely enough, the culprit was none other than her younger sibling.
“Satella.” Her voice remained calm and friendly as she approached the trembling nine-year-old.
Satella didn’t answer at first, trying her best to wipe the tears that streamed down her fair cheeks, perhaps hoping to appear stronger than she really was.
Florette knelt down before the younger female and continued to speak. “Don’t cry, Satella. I know mother is hard on you, but…” Large, watery eyes met her own and she lifted a hand to brush back the remainder of tears that threatened to poor from her sister’s face.
“Mother said that…I am nothing like my big sister…nothing like you, that I am worthless!”
The older sibling shook her head in attempt to rid her mind of their mother’s cruel nonsense. For as long as she could remember, her mother had always acted unjustly unpleasant to this poor child, merely because she hadn’t reached the peak of her abilities yet.
So taking that into account, it was decided that she would do what her mother failed in. Loving and caring for her little sister, and teaching her to grow rather than punishing her for her faults.
“Here’s what I think. I think a determined heart will always win over talent. So this is what I want you to do. Love the jewels, Satella. Love them more then I love them, because the emotions of your heart can transcend above any power. Understand?”
“T-transcend?”
“Yes. It means to overcome. I believe that with a strong heart like yours, you possess great strength. So…do not cry anymore, alright?” Florette gathered the scattered jewels into one hand, tugging Satella up with the other and smiled lovingly into the other’s eyes. “Come now, you can sleep in my room tonight if you want to. I’ll even read you a story, how does that sound?”
Instantly, Satella’s face brightened and she wrapped her small arms around Florette’s waist before following her cheerfully out the door and to her bedroom.
Florette silently thanked Steiner with a nod, then ushered her sister onto the bed and tucked her in, smiling contentedly to herself.
As long as she was alive…she would act as a guardian to this adolescent, and do what she could to make her happy…
That was her promise to herself.
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Author note: Okay, really short, but like the title says, that’s only the prologue. I plan to make this a pretty long fic, from beginning to end, so stay with me . I’ll update as soon as possible. Please review
anyways, this "chapter" is suppose to be short, so don't panic and think i'm just lazy for writing so little...the next chapter is going to be pretty long once I get around to writing it. enjoy for the time being!
The Sinner
Just a Doll
Prologue
Rain could be heard drumming loudly outside of the large estate, awakening the young teen from her blissful slumber. She sat up, brushing some of the loose, darkened hair from her shoulder to join the rest that lay just behind her neck before rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
Immediately her attention was pulled to the silhouette of the man that stood just beside her bed, patiently waiting for her to regain full consciousness.
“Excuse me…” He began quietly, a slight look of guilt crossing his features.
It hardly took the girl a full minute to recognize the voice. “Steiner? Is something the matter?”
“Well, miss Florette…My apologies for waking you at this time, but…miss Satella…”
A low sigh escaped the corner of her lips. She understood the situation all too well, considering her earlier request to the butler to wake her whenever this kind of situation arose. With no second thoughts, she crawled out from under the covers and left the warmth of her room, wandering down the hallway and paused when she heard the soft, whimpering sob drifting from a nearby room. Surely enough, the culprit was none other than her younger sibling.
“Satella.” Her voice remained calm and friendly as she approached the trembling nine-year-old.
Satella didn’t answer at first, trying her best to wipe the tears that streamed down her fair cheeks, perhaps hoping to appear stronger than she really was.
Florette knelt down before the younger female and continued to speak. “Don’t cry, Satella. I know mother is hard on you, but…” Large, watery eyes met her own and she lifted a hand to brush back the remainder of tears that threatened to poor from her sister’s face.
“Mother said that…I am nothing like my big sister…nothing like you, that I am worthless!”
The older sibling shook her head in attempt to rid her mind of their mother’s cruel nonsense. For as long as she could remember, her mother had always acted unjustly unpleasant to this poor child, merely because she hadn’t reached the peak of her abilities yet.
So taking that into account, it was decided that she would do what her mother failed in. Loving and caring for her little sister, and teaching her to grow rather than punishing her for her faults.
“Here’s what I think. I think a determined heart will always win over talent. So this is what I want you to do. Love the jewels, Satella. Love them more then I love them, because the emotions of your heart can transcend above any power. Understand?”
“T-transcend?”
“Yes. It means to overcome. I believe that with a strong heart like yours, you possess great strength. So…do not cry anymore, alright?” Florette gathered the scattered jewels into one hand, tugging Satella up with the other and smiled lovingly into the other’s eyes. “Come now, you can sleep in my room tonight if you want to. I’ll even read you a story, how does that sound?”
Instantly, Satella’s face brightened and she wrapped her small arms around Florette’s waist before following her cheerfully out the door and to her bedroom.
Florette silently thanked Steiner with a nod, then ushered her sister onto the bed and tucked her in, smiling contentedly to herself.
As long as she was alive…she would act as a guardian to this adolescent, and do what she could to make her happy…
That was her promise to herself.
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Author note: Okay, really short, but like the title says, that’s only the prologue. I plan to make this a pretty long fic, from beginning to end, so stay with me . I’ll update as soon as possible. Please review