Falling

Rain had no idea how long she had been falling for. An hour? Days?

Everything was pitch black, it didn't feel like she was gaining speed as she fell, but she was definitely moving.

The only thing to break the darkness were the occasional glimpses of Father's green magic.

Was that what it was like to be dead?

She had no need to breathe nor a sense of hunger. She truly had nothing to focus on but her thoughts while she was trapped like that. Even stranger, her thoughts seemed unnaturally clear and quicker than they had usually been.

What in the world had that all been about, she was always praised as an intelligent girl so she could at least link it all back to when things had seemed off, the moment she'd shown them her magic.

Was it her fault her sisters had died? Father had frowned, and then tried to get them to leave that same night.

It made no sense.

Now that she only had time to think, she realized a lot of things about her family didn't quite make sense.

Why were her parents the only one capable of using magic? Why did they assume she would never be able to? Was she not supposed to learn magic? But…mother seemed happy enough with the news. Then, was the problem with her father? He was always the one to push the hardest against her trying to learn, but he never seemed malicious, merely reluctant or at best doubtful.

It was at this point that she realized she didn't really know her parents that well. At least she didn't know much about them before she was born. They shared very little about themselves and what they did share was all things publicly known by the masses or in books concerning their kingdom.

She never thought to ask for more. They were her parents. She always felt she knew enough about them. Now though, she could only try to piece together as much as she could remember about them in hopes of shedding some light on the situation and distract her from the many painful thoughts that tried to creep their way to the surface.

With her clearer mind, she was also able to think back further. Further than she usually remembered. She thought back to her younger years. She vaguely recalled her father taking each of her sisters shortly after they had been born and doing some sort of ritual. He wanted to use them to find something?

A crown, a sword, and a staff.

She thought back further and dimly recalled a…lamp? But she isn't sure when she would have seen the one in her memories.

Unless he had done the same ritual with her as well after she was born…

She wasn't sure what disturbed her more, the fact that she apparently could remember events shortly after her birth or that her father had performed some unknown ritual on her and her sisters and never explained what it was for. She isn't even entirely sure their mother knew about it as she recalled her father only doing so with her sisters after she had fallen asleep.

But that brought up an even stranger thought…how did she know that in the first place? She only just realized that she herself shouldn't have been present at the time either except for her own…

Then suddenly, with that thought and the feeling of warmth emanating from the book still tightly clutched to her chest, finally, there was actually light. The sense of falling abruptly seemed far more real.

She hit the ground and was immediately winded as her back impacted the solid dirt below.

Rain blinked, it was day? It had been the middle of the night the last time she had been able to tell, had she fallen all night?

Her eyes weren't used to light after being in the darkness.

Maybe she was on the other side of the world, she hadn't expected her spell to work that well.

Unfortunately she could barely move, as it took all her effort just to lift an arm to shield her eyes from the light.

Light she felt she hadn't seen in ages. It was enough to bring tears to her eyes. Well, that and the pain in her back. She was pretty sure she landed on a rock.

Cause aside, once the tears started falling they refused to stop. Her vision blurred as she finally gave her mind time to process the events that led up to her current situation.

Her family was gone.

The acknowledgement of that fact brought strained whimpers from her throat that threatened to burst out into enraged screams.

The screams and crying of her sisters and the furious shouting between her parents played on loop in her head. It was enough to want to drive her insane because she knew it was all her fault. If she hadn't tried to learn magic, if she hadn't been so stubborn, if she wasn't a bad girl, none of this would have happened.

She wasn't even sure if her parents were still alive after all of that. Even if one of them did survive, would they even want to see her again? Did she even want to see them again? Regardless of who caused what, they killed her baby sisters with their own hands or magic or whatever you want to call it!

It wasn't fair! Why did they have to get punished for her mistakes!? Why was she still alive when she was the one in the wrong? Is being alive her punishment? Should she find her parents so they could finish what they started? Should she do it herself? But…she doesn't want to die…

[A/N: I'm not a fan of angst per-se but I do have to keep in mind that she's only like 6 or 7 right now. Emotional maturity hasn't exactly come just yet. Don't worry things will eventually lighten up]

Rain let out muffled sobs on the cold forest floor as her mind wandered back and forth with no clear direction. Each thought seemed just as conflicting as the last. She was just as scared as she was angry. Happy she was alive but suffering at the thought of being the only one to make it out.

Her emotions were so negative and out of control that they would inevitably attract the creatures of grimm. However even if she knew this deep down, she could not find it in herself to care at the moment.

It was far too much for a 7 year old to go through and she soon found herself losing consciousness due to her own emotional turmoil.

Her last thoughts went to the ruffling leaves she barely managed to pick up over her own sobbing. She was sure it was a grimm coming to finish the job her parents started, and a small part of her found comfort that she would at least be able to see her family again and apologize for her selfishness.

"Is that a child!? This day just keeps getting weirder! What I wouldn't give for a cookie right about now…"

Unfortunately, she would have to find another opportunity, as the living were not quite done with her yet.