Chapter 1.
Prologue

We are hated.

And yet, we are loved.

To them we are things to bury in a dank closet to forget about.

And yet they cannot let themselves forget.

So what are we to them?

Horrible beasts meant to be locked up forever?

Or?

Sweet, beautiful angels who must be free?

We will never know.

And...

They won't know either.

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"Onee-chan! I can't do it!" A little girl whines to an older girl.

"Mm...Hoshi-chan...don't worry." The older girl soothes.

"But! Onee-chan!" The child whines.

"Do not be afraid to start over." The older female says, unraveling the crooked yarn of crocheting the little girl had managed to awkwardly make.

"I'm not afraid to start over Hana-onee-chan." The child states stubbornly.

"Hm? Then why are you so distressed about it?" Hana asks, laughing a little.

"I don't want to waste time." Hoshi says somberly.

"Hoshi-chan, we have the whole rest of the day! It's barely morning! We can practice lat-"

"No, Onee-chan! I don't want to waste time with you!"

Hana's eyes glaze over at what Hoshi's trying to say.

"Waste time...? What do you mean, Hoshi-chan?"

"Onee-chan, don't play stupid! I only have a year with you, before you get locked away!" Hoshi's small fists curl up in anger.

"Hoshi-chan..." Hana reaches out a hand to Hoshi but the little girl pulls away.

"I don't want you to be like Nii-san." Hoshi says sadly.

"Mm. Me? Be like Haru? Impossible!" Hana says, trying to sound upbeat.

"You...Onee-chan! You don't understand at all!" Hoshi stamps her foot angerly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Explain to me then. Then maybe I'll understand."

"You...Hana-onee-chan, you only have a year before they lock you up! Don't you care at all?!"

"Ah. Are you worried?"

"Yes!" A tear runs down the little girls face. "I don't want you to leave me too!"

"Hoshi-chan. There's no reason to be worried." Hana stands up, looking somberly out the window they were both currently seated at.

"B-But! Onee-chan!"

Hana places her hand on Hoshi's head.

"They won't take me without a fight!" Hana grins at the little girl, and picks up the crotcheting once again.

"Promise?" Hoshi sticks out her pinky, so Hana can promise.

"...Promise."

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So...my second story submitted to this site. I haven't updated MON yet...and still I'm adding more work. I'm so dumb sometimes. This was just the prologue though. If I get the number of reviews I want, I'll add the actual first chapter.

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