Every Beginning Begins With An End

Summary: Is what my dad used to say and I had no clue what he meant. Until now. I now have to figure out where I am exactly without drawing suspicion to myself. But that ends up getting harder and harder to do as the years pass. Not to mention I'm stuck in the body of a child

Warnings: Contains violence, mild swearing, and implied situations. I do not own D. Gray-Man, only my OC

IMPORTANT NOTE: I am the original author of Every Beginning Begins With An End, however, I lost my email account so I had to get a new one to kept this story alive. Once I gain access back, I will be uploading stories on there like crazy.

With nothing else to say, let's continue~

"Let me go!" I yelled, struggling against the guys holding me in place as they continued dragging me across the frozen lake, towards the hole in the ice they had cut out in the dead of night. They placed me a few feet away from the hole and I shivered from the cold wind as the two started tying my arms to my sides and my legs together with weights weighing them down.

As they finished, a stocky guy wearing a fairly decent business suit walked to the side of me and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him.

"You know things don't have to end like this. There's still a chance to change your mind you know," Unpleasant shivers coursed through my veins as I felt hands slide down my spine, "Just say the word, Kai, and we'll forget all about your daddy's little debt. Of course, you'll have to say by my side for the rest of your days."

I know I'm going to regret this, but I'd rather drown than stay with him, I yanked my head out of his grasp and spit in his face, giving him the evil eye the whole time.

"For the last time, I'd rather die then stay with you."

His face fell, "Is that so."

I didn't answer and kept on glaring at him, not stopping even as I was lifted up and thrown into the chilling waters. With the weights dragging me down, I knew that I was going to drown.

The cold around me sapped me of the strength, making my body cease struggling against the ropes tying my limbs together keeping me from swimming back to the surface.

Dots started spotting my vision as my lungs emptied themselves of the air that I had only to refill them with the bone-chilling waters around me.

I knew that the group above the surface would get me eventually thanks to my father's debt that he wasn't able to pay off when he kicked the bucket only a few weeks prier to now.

My mom died from giving birth to me.

I had no siblings nor friends that would worry about where I had gone.

The only one that I had feelings for died a few years ago in a plane crash.

I was alone.

Just a small drop of water in a never-ending ocean.

Feeling the cold seep deep into my body, I could hear the slowing of my heart with each passing second.

Ba-bump... Ba-bump... Ba-bump...

I angled my body upwards so I could see the rays of the moon travel through the water.

Ba-bump... Ba-bump...

I closed my eyes, none of my senses working any longer.

Ba... bump...

At least it wasn't cold any more.

I was blissfully allowing the darkness to surround me when the faint crying cut through the silence I was enjoying.

Confusion dominated all other feelings as I strained my ears when I heard words mixed in with the sobs of a woman.

Why is she crying? I wondered as the crying got closer and closer until I felt the dark unwind itself from me.

I could feel bed sheets support my back as well as feeling as if my body had shrunk to the size of a child when I was used to being almost six feet tall.

The crying was a lot closer this time along with a hand gently squeezing my own. My ears slowly opened back up and I noticed that she was speaking in a language that I wasn't used too. Yet, I knew what she was saying.

"Please! I just want my baby back! I want to hold him close to me once more! I want to see his little smile again! I want my little boy back! That's all I ask!" She said in between sobs.

I could feel the tears prick the corners of my eyes, silently willing my limp muscles to work so the wo- my mother could know that she wasn't alone.

When I felt my muscles wake up, I didn't hesitate to tighten my previously limp grip against her's, slowly opening my eyes as I did so.

The room I was in was a complete blur with colors mashing together, not allowing me to completely see where I was. My eyes trailed to the less blurry figure next to me.

I noted how her hair was hanging limp against her head with the look of utter disbelief present on her tear-stained. Her dress looked liked they had been worn for quite a few days in a row.

She slowly raised a shaky hand and pressed it against my cheek. My body welcomed the contact with open arms and I allowed myself to lean against her gently touch but kept my slowly focusing eyes on her.

When I felt my vocal chords open up, I couldn't - nor did I want to - stop the single worded question that slipped past my lips.

"Mommy?"

Author's Note: Now that the first chapter's done, let's continue onto the second chapter shall we?