I'm submitting too much...
Hello everyone! Kaze-san here, and can I just say that I am very excited to write this fic! Myeeh, I know I should be concentrating on my other series as well, but I couldn't stop writing this! I've got such a good feeling about it... I've already got three chapters, so I thought it would be okay to submit the prologue...
Its a lot more serious than my other series The Friend of my Love is my Enemy, but hopefully I will manage.
I know High School fics are done a lot, especially SasuSaku ones, but I hope that this one will be a little different to the cutely written stories there are done.
This fiction deals with a major topic today that I myself have had to deal with during the course of my life.
Racism.
This fiction does not deal with Racism through colour, but there will be some discrimination amongst the characters because of the whole Homo Sapiens vs. Homo Regi deal, which is really the center of this fiction. This fiction is about acceptance and acknowledgement. Just so you know.
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Naruto. Big wow right there.
We Were Made to Be
Prologue
An Altered Gene
80 years ago, scientists made a discovery. They learnt by subjecting a certain gene in a human's body to a special kind of radiation known as 'Red Light' they could change the makeup of the being and engineer a new life form entirely!
As technology advanced, they learnt that they could tamper with the brain of the being. They could make the life form faster, smarter, stronger. The sky was the limit.
The project was to be called Homo Regi.
But they were afraid and jealous of Homo Regi's capabilities and installed another gene in to the DNA of the being. The being would follow the orders of its masters without question. They were dependant on Homo sapiens. They were destined to be servants, incapable of free will.
The first was created. Her name was Yi. She was sixteen. She was the start of a revolution. She was pure and innocent, with a true, determined personality... Beautiful with long flowing hair and emerald eyes.
Her four sisters where created; Hi, Ki, Kin, Ai. They had different personalities like Homo sapiens. Hi was a fiery youth. Ki was the most intelligent. Ai loved unconditionally, whereas Kin was a little colder- more sarcastic. They were inseparable. They were perfect. They were identical to a human girl.
The world was in shock. The beauty of the sisters captivated everyone, yet they were cut off from the rest of the world. They were kept in laboratories. In stimulated environments were they were to live and could not be hurt.
They created the first male, Ro. He was to mate with Yi. They fell in love, and to the delight of the scientists, they successfully reproduced.
The babies were not produced naturally. With the help of science, the Homo Regis went through pregnancy in four months, not nine.
Over the series of five years, Yi had produced four healthy children. More males were produced and soon all the sisters had families.
The children were that of their parents. They were beautiful. They were superhuman. They were perfect.
...Or so they seemed to be.
The day came when Yi's family were called for a checkup, like they were to do every week. Yi and Ro and their three children attended obediently.
The youngest boy, Tomo, passed the inspection. He was still a baby in arms.
The middle child, a girl called Sachi was two. She also passed.
Their first child, a five year old called Kimi. She was a miniature version of her mother.
But their second eldest, a little boy named Sato, was the one where it all started. He had brought a doll to the inspection, which surprised the scientists.
They ordered him to hand it over.
He refused. They fought. He bit them.
The next day, Yi awoke to find her son missing from his bed. She and her sisters searched through their 'village' but no clues were given to his whereabouts.
Finally, her creators told her that he had died in his sleep. She cried in desperation, asking for the body, but it was not bestowed on to her. They said that they had already burned it.
Yi and her family wept. From that day forth, the Regis were not as warm their creators as they had been. They suspected something. They were cautious.
The creators were curious. After the Sato incident, all the Regis slept in one bed. Their children never left their side. The sisters whispered to each other.
Ten years onwards from that, nothing much had changed.
The families had grown dramatically, though. The Homo Regis community now had 32 member; all beautiful. All perfect.
Yi had three more children after Sato had died. She was quiet. She was obedient.
The oldest of the Homo Regis offspring was Kimi. She was fifteen years old and had a soft spot in the hearts of all of the scientists.
"What are you doing?" Said a woman's voice. It was beautiful and melodic.
"Why are you here? Today isn't check-up day."
"You have no business here!"
"What? NO! GET AWAY FROM HER!"
There was a revolt. It was suspected by the creators that there was a flaw in the genes, probably caused by the scientists mating with the sisters as well as the Regis husbands.
But if that were true, why were the original sisters also affected?
Action was made. They forcefully tried to take them away. The Regis rebelled. Blood was spilled. Most escaped. One remained.
Yi was killed in the panic. She had protected them. The rest of her family and sisters had gotten away. She was beaten to death. Her body was marked. She wasn't perfect. She couldn't save herself.
The Regis were a failed experiment and nothing more.
From then on, the Regis were freethinking super humans, loose in the world. They mixed with other people. As they mixed, the blood was thinned. They were no longer perfect. The remaining 4 sisters and the five husbands were thought to be all dead. Their children could be anyway. It was impossible to know the difference unless the Regis chose to show it.
Yet every few years a scandal was caused where the full potential of the Regis was sparked in a descendent. The descendent was made out to be a star; a prodigy. Yet they were hated. They were envied. They were so beautiful- too beautiful. Such envy excluded the Regis from normal society. To fit in, the Regis pretended to be normal humans. It would be okay.
Until another child possessed the limit when the blood was at its purest...
"Miss Sakura, please wake up!"
Curtains were drawn but no light came through the windows. It was only when the lamp by the bedside was turned on, that light reached to the face of a girl whose body was sprawled on the bed. She screwed up her face and squirmed under the silken covers of the large bed, hiding her face.
"Haruno-sama!" said a different, much younger voice, shaking the girls body gently. "You really must get up now."
"Do I have to, Tomoyo?"
"Yes, you really have to! Your mother requested it! She will not be pleased if you don't get up for your important day!" This girl was dressed in black and white and had a slightly foreign accent. She had a sweet face and short, dirty blonde hair pulled back in to a bun. She couldn't have been older than 17. She wrenched the covers of the bed, revealing the hiding body that lay beneath them.
"Waah!" She cried, rolling over in displeasure. She sat up, her radiant pink hair all in her face. It reached down to the base of her ribs, flowing straight and true. She made a face and opened her eyes grimly. They were a brilliant green, almost as shocking as her hair. Standing up, she bounced to the end of the long bed to wear the younger of the two maids was standing.
The late-sleeper was the shorter of the two, and probably the younger. She yawned childishly as the maid shepherded her off to the bathroom.
"Tomoyo, what time is it, please?"
"It has just turned five o' clock, Sakura-sama."
"In the evening?"
"In the morning."
"What??" Sakura yelled, collapsing to a heap on the floor. "Its too earllyyyyyyy..."
Haruno Sakura was the daughter of Ryo and Mizu Haruno. Haruno Ryo was a wealthy businessman whereas Mizu Haruno owned a string of cafés, simply called "Haruno's."
Sakura was an only child, therefore the heir to both of their businesses. If you could search the world and find the most unsuitable person to run a business, Haruno Sakura would still beat them in a landslide victory. She had always been... frisky. Even from birth it was easy to see this baby's lust for life.
She was raised in her parent's grand house. At the age of five, she had never left the grounds of the mansion. Her parents just didn't want her to learn the terrors of the rest of the world; not just yet, anyway. But as she grew, she became more of a handful. She was constantly trying to sneak past the maids and get out of the grounds of the house.
At eight, she successfully climbed over one of the fences, but as she jumped down she landed wrongly and sprained her ankle. Despite this, she had still tried to hobble away, until she was retrieved by the housekeeper. Her mother was even more determined to keep her inside her house, and she did just that.
It was only when she was twelve where she was taken outside the grounds. She travelled with her mother for a month and never left her side. Her husband had convinced Haruno Mizu that the girl needed to learn about the world outside their mansion. With every passing day, Mizu started to regret it when her daughter was introduced to popular music by one of the Air Hostess' on the flight to Tokyo. How she hated Sakura's endless ramblings about her favourite pop stars and songs. Sakura said that she was becoming more cultured. Mizu thought that it was making her daughter stubborn.
That month had been the best one of Sakura's life. When she was to be left at home, she became bored. Every time her father returned from work after two weeks away from home, he was bombarded with complaints about how bored she was.
"Then go entertain yourself!"
"I can't! Have you noticed I have no friends my own age?"
It occurred to Haruno Ryo that her child was becoming spoilt, and who could blame her. After reasoning with his wife, a young maid was hired. Oto Tomoyo was cultured and sophisticated, even at the age of thirteen. She was to be Sakura's playmate. Surely she would rub her influence in to her child, her parents thought.
"Come along, Haruno-Sama."
"Ne, Tomoyo, where are we going?"
"Please don't say 'ne,' Haruno-Sama. It sounds childish."
For a while it worked. Sakura became more obedient. She was still very hyperactive, but she was a lot more polite now. This, however, didn't quell Sakura's longing to travel outside her house. After listening to Tomoyo's tales of how she travelled Japan in order to become a maid, Sakura was even more determined to escape the clutches of her overprotective parents.
She loved them, really. She just didn't particularly like them.
It was what her parents had most feared. A moody teenage girl. The world was over.
And that brings the story to where it started. Haruno Sakura being woken up for her first day of school.
Before, she had been home-tutored. Sakura hated her tutors. They didn't appreciate her happy-go-lucky attitude or how she told them how they smelt of tarmac. Sakura only thought she was being honest. She couldn't believe how so many people could be so grumpy for so long!
Sakura had argued with her parents since she was thirteen, about how she wanted to attend high school. They had finally agreed after a fifteen-year-old Sakura had burst in to her Father's meeting place, and danced around his shocked co-workers chanting "Send me to school!"
Haruno Ryo had always told his daughter that he was the fun parent. However, he was not amused. And after this, he snapped.
Her parents had one condition. Tomoyo had to attend to.
Tomoyo wasn't one to be skittish, but she could honestly say that she was nervous. Sakura's lust for life and perverted teenage boys didn't seem to be a good couple - one that Mr. and Mrs. Haruno would not fully appreciate.
"Haruno-Sama? Are you done with your shower?"
"Yes." Sakura emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel and a toothbrush in her mouth. Her hair looked even more beautiful wet. It shone and glittered magically.
Sakura had walked in to her closet. Patrolling up and down the many shelves, scanning the clothes carefully. She reached out for a pair of designer skinny jeans and grey minidress. Picking them out gingerly, she returned, only to be stopped by one of the older maids, Satomi.
"Pardon me, Young Miss, but your mother has already picked out the clothes you will be wearing."
Silence.
"Oh, god."
Before anything I would like to specify that Homo Regi are not robots or mechanical in anyway. They are Bio-engineered experiments... they sound kind of Mary-Sue-ish, right? I promise you, they are far from perfect, despite what their creators thought. Such things will be revealed through the course of the fic!
Going through it... I realise I used the ruler tool a lot... Ahah, sorry about that. I think I'm kind of addicted to it. Its just so helpful!
Yi, Hi, Ki, Kin, Ai. No, I did not pull those names out of my butt… it looks like I kinda did, ne? They were chosen for reasons, but it's late and I have to go to bed. Maybe I'll explain in a later chapter?
This prologue is to give an insight in to the story! I hope it did just that... I'm sorry it's so long! I couldn't bring myself to stop writing...
If you could review, it would be greatly appreciated! I'm not sure what other couples I want in this fic, though... I'm planning as I type this...
Thank you for reading my story, if you did!!
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