HEY GUYS! SO MAYBE SOME OF YOU MAY KNOW ME FROM MY DGM FANFIC THE GIRL WHO KNEW NOTHING! IF SO, I WOULD BE SO HAPPY AND I WOULD LIKE TO ASSURE YOU THAT I HAVEN'T GIVEN UP ON UPDATING IT...I JUST NEED TO REFRESH MYSELF. YOU KNOW HOW IT CAN GET TIRING AND UNINSPIRING TO WRITE ABOUT ONE THING FOR TOO LONG. I'LL PROB GET STARTED ON IT AGIAN LATER IN THE SUMMER.

ANYWAYS...

I HOPE THAT YOU ENJOY THIS!

I'LL TRY TO UPDATE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE XD

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Beast never liked Paris.

It wasn't just because she could barely understand a word of french. It was because it reminded her of the past. Despite the fact its bustling streets and decent buildings were fantastic, especially at night, it was the alleyways that called out to her. From the corner of her eye, she could see figures huddled in the darkness.

With hollowed cheeks and clothes that were falling apart at the seams, the children clung together as if the only comfort they had in their pitiful lives was each others touch. It sickened her to see that people passed them without as much as a second glance.

The next show was going to start in a few hours and she had to get back soon to prepare. Although she knew that she had to get the supplies they needed as soon as possible, she couldn't bare the thought of her being like those careless people who never had the balls to help her all those years ago.

Running a hand through her thick curls, she took a deep breath and approached them. They looked up at her with glassy eyes. Disbelief was laced throughout their washed out features as she rummaged through her bag and took out a few apples. With a bitter smile, she tossed them to the children. Scrambling, they snatched up the apples as if their lives depended on it. The way that they shared them with each other strongly reminded her of her life before the circus.

"Merci, manquez", one of them whispered.

For a second she thought it was a girl, but his voice immediately disproved her suspicions. It was deep, scratchy, and bitter. He looked up at her through his long, greasy locks. His eyes were as black as coal, hardened from his life on the street. Although he seemed to be glaring at her, as if he did not want her pity, she could see that he was grateful. His expression looked a lot like Joker's when they were younger.

Beast waved her hand and turned to leave.

"No problem, kid."

His eyes widened slightly at her english.

The others peered curiously after her but the boy held out his gangly arm to stop them from approaching her. Beast rolled her eyes. It wasn't like the english were that bad….

Ok, maybe most of them were.

But it wasn't like the french were any better, just look how those kids were being treated.

Scoffing, Beast continued down the street. Her heeled boots clicked as she walked, she ignored the lust filled stares she was getting from the men she passed. After her encounter with those kids, she just wanted to focus on the task at hand, which was to get the bloody supplies.

After stopping by multiple stalls and bargaining for the cheapest prices in broken french, It wasn't until the sun had started to go down that Beast had finished. She sighed in exhaustion. This was another reason she hated being in a different country. It took too much damn effort to the simplest things.

Suddenly, something ran into her, jolting her from her thoughts. She cursed loudly as she stumbled. Her bags split on the street, sending their contents sprawling. When she looked up, her eyes met with pale green ones.

They were the most particular shade she had ever seen.

Lighter than the skin of a granny smith apple, they looked as if they were made of watered down grass. It took a few seconds for Beast to tear her focus from them and really take in the arse who ran into her.

Said "arse" was a young girl who couldn't have been more than 16 years old. She had choppy red, brown hair and slightly tanned skin. Although she had managed to knock Beast off her balance, the girl was so thin that it looked like she would break with a single touch. But that didn't mean that Beast forgave her. She had a long day and didn't have the patience to deal with anymore shit.

"What the hell is your problem?!", she hissed as she grabbed the girl's arm, "Are you blind or something?"

The moment she said that, she regretted it for she realized that the girl didn't meet her eye. Not because she was ashamed, but because she really couldn't see where her face was exactly. This girl really was blind.

"Awww...Fucccckkk…", Beast cursed under her breath.

The strange girl just cocked her head in confusion. It was clear that she had very little experience with foreigners. Suddenly, her ears twitched and her whole body froze with fear.

"What's Wro…"

Beast looked past the girl's shoulder, and saw what was wrong.

A group of men were approaching them, their eyes were dark with hunger. Beast immediately let the girl go and her hand twitched to her whip.

To her surprise, the young girl stood in front of her, her thin arms outstretched as if she were trying to protect her. That was a pretty gutsy of her, seeing that these men were more than two times her size.

A gutteral sound came from the back of the girl's throat. There was something preventing her from taking clearly. Beast wondered if she had any more handicaps. It could have been a grunt, but it vaguely sounded like "No" to her.

The men only laughed and continued to push towards them, saying something that was obviously supposed to be insulting. One of them grabbed her by the arm, she whimpered in protest. Beast felt her heart constrict at its sound. She didn't like to think of herself as a feely sort of person, but she couldn't just stand here and let these men bully this girl.

But before she had the chance to bring her whip down on them, she saw something silvery slip into the girl's hand. In one swift movement, the girl brought the small blade down on the man's thigh. He yelled out in pain and released her. Although she looked sick to her stomach, the girl regained her stance in front of Beast.

The man snarled at them and gestured for his friends to surround them. This time, Beast wasn't going to let this girl protect her. The fool would only just be more likely to get hurt in the end. She was about to take them out, when they suddenly crumpled to the ground. Their eyes rolled back into their heads as they were knocked out cold.

Beast could make out her family through the darkness and relaxed.

"Are you alright, Beast?", Joker asked light-heartedly.

Her cheeks turned a faint pink, and rolled her eyes. Dagger ran up to her and started to ramble, his eyes raking over her figure in his haste to make sure that she was alright. She smacked him upside the head in annoyance. While Dagger whined about her hitting him, Joker looked over her shoulder, his eyebrow cocked in interest as he took in the strange girl.

"Who's this, Beast?", he asked.

She shrugged her shoulders.

"She's a cutie...", Dagger said as he followed Joker's gaze, but quickly added, "But not as beautiful than you, dear!".

Beast rolled her eyes and raised her hand to smack him again, but was stopped by the girl, who slipped her hand into hers. As it was expected, the girl's hand wasn't soft, but calloused from years of living on the street. They were just like hers.

Joker smirked at this.

"Well, it looks like she likes you."

Beast blushed and tried to pry her hand from the girl, but she was surprisingly strong. When she looked at the girl's face, she was surprised to see tears flowing down her face. The girl's expression even though her eyes were unseeing, screamed out to her for her to take her away from all of this.

Dagger pouted and stepped forward to pull the girl off of Beast, probably out of jealousy. But Joker stopped him, his face searching the young girls.

"What is your name, dear?"

Instead of answering, the girl opened her mouth, revealing a grotesque nub at the back of her throat. Their eyes widened in horror as they realized that this girl's tongue had been cut off. Beast now understood why the girl couldn't talk.

"Who did that to you.", Dagger asked, suddenly acting like his age, "Was it those men?"

Her lips trembled as she nodded weakly.

Beast felt disgusted. She could see why, the girl was so desperate. Although she didn't understand why the girl was so willing to trust them so much already, Beast could tell that she needed to get away from this place.

"She's coming with us.", she said quickly as she sneered at the unconscious men.

Joker and Dagger exchanged solemn looks.

"Of course"

When they got back to the circus, everyone stared at the "new girl".

As much as Beast tried to get her to let go of her hand, the girl wouldn't budge. In the end, she decided it would be a waste of energy to keep trying, so Beast grudgingly let her hold her hand. Dagger was staring...well...daggers at the girl, agitated that she got to touch his beloved. Joker just remained silent as they made their way towards the main tents.

"Yo, Joker.", Peter shouted as he jumped from a crate, his sister following closely behind him, "Who's the new chick?"

Joker smiled down at him and merely shrugged.

"Have no clue.", he said light-heartedly, "She can't tell us her name."

Wendy cocked her head, frowning slightly.

"Why?"

"Let's just say, a Cat's got her tongue.", Dagger cut in as he stuck out his tongue and made a cutting motion with his finger, "...you get what I mean?"

Beast smacked him for his insensitivity.

"Oh...well that's too bad.", Wendy said awkwardly as Peter scooted closer towards the girl, putting his face very close to hers. She didn't flinch and stared back at him. Beast could tell that she was trying to make it seem that she could see him, but her focus was slightly off, resting just above his eyes.

"Blind too, I see.", he said nonchalantly.

He turned to Beast.

"I don't see how she can be helpful around here.", he continued, "She has too many disabilities."

Beast frowned. That was rich coming from him. She was about to kick him with her prosthetic leg when the girl stepped forward and smacked him. They all stared wide-eyed at her, not believing what she had done. Peter brought his hand to his cheek, which was slowly turning red from her blow.

Dagger laughed.

"Girl's got balls!", he exclaimed as he wiped amused tears from the corner of his eyes, smudging his makeup in the process.

Peter scowled and raised his hand to hit her back, just before he made contact with her skin, she grabbed his wrist. She glared at him, her chapped lips pressed in a frown. Her expression read "Bitch, please.".

Electricity seemed to flow between the two.

As entertaining as it was, they had a show to put on, so Joker pulled Peter away from her. Peter let out a "che" and stalked back to his sister, who was looking at the new girl with disdain and interest. Dagger placed a hand on the girl's shoulder, his lips still turned up in a mischievous grin.

"Oh yes.", he said still laughing, "You'll fit right in."

She sent him a small smile.

I HOPE THAT YOU GUYS LIKE THE PROLOGUE. DON'T WORRY, MY NEW OC'S NAME WILL BE REVEALED LATER ON! BTW THIS IS GOING TO FOLLOW THE MANGA, NOT THE ANIME. ALTHOUGH THE ANIME IS GOOD, I PREFER THE MANGA.

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