Iron Heart

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Part 1
''The swiping class scratched my eyes. I growled silently, but the Ursa growled louder with a more threatening tone. It then swiped at my head, knocking me from my feet. Pain seared through my eye. I closed my other eye. I couldn't see. I began to hyperventilate, but then I got up. While the Ursa was not looking, I charged away, careful not to make a sound. I knew that was a stupid idea, but I had to get out. I then grew dizzy, tired, and hungry, and my world went black.''

I woke up to the sound of a trotting animal. I got up, groaning loudly.

"Hello," a voice said kindly beside me. I turned my head to look at the figure. It was a male with dark purple hair and a ponytail. His green eyes seemed friendly to me, so I forced a smile. He noticed the scratch marks underneath my eye, and how it was icy blue and glassy.

"Hello..."

"What happened, back there?" he asked, with a concerned tone. I shook my head.

"Ursa," I groaned, then looked at the cow. It looked up at me, kindly. Hm.

"Oh. I'm Ferrer Taupe," he breathed, then sighed. He looked up at the sky idly, leading the cow out to a village.

"I-I'm Silke Vermillion," I said calmly, my eyes looking around. Well, just one eye...

"When my dad sees you, he'll give you a new name. I hope you'll like it. This cow here is named Ash. I named him myself. I see you're a cow Faunus, too. Ash likes Faunus, probably because you guys are related," he smiled wider with innoncence. He couldn't have been any older than ten, my age.

"Oh, that's probably why." I petted the cow's ears lightly, scratching them. I petted its horns, smiling. I sure hoped the cow liked me.

We soon made it to a blacksmith's at the center of the square of the village. Ferrer took the cow, and put him in the barn. We then went inside.

"Dad, I'm home!" Ferrer shouted. "And I have a friend I found in the forest." Ferrer beamed, waiting for his father to look at us. Sure enough, Ferrer's father turned his head while banging a hammer on an anvil, with an unseen metal.

"Who's your friend? Does she need a home?" the burly man inquired. Ferrer nodded rapidly, his smile growing wider. I stood there, and folded my ears over, and shrugged.

"Your new name is Ringer. You may stay here as long as you like," the man said, turning his head back to the anvil.

Ferrer grabbed my hand happily, then led me outside, then took me over to a group of children. The children looked at my cow features, and blind eye. They burst out laughing.

"Hey, guys. Stop it. This is Ringer," Ferrer snapped.

"How can you be friends with her? She's not even human," one jeered at me. I folded my ears back, hurt. I was still human, no matter what they said. Maybe this is why my parents kept me away from people...

"I am too!" I shouted with a hurt tone.

"No, you're not. You're a stupid cow thing," another retorted. I felt a wet tear drip down my face. I was a Faunus, I was different. I would never be treated like another human being. I would never feel like a human being, because I wasn't human. I was Faunus, and I was made to feel like an animal. I covered my blind eye, then took my scarf off and covered my ears and horns.

"N-Now I'm human." They all burst out laughing at me, even proceeding to throw a rock at me, which hit my shoulder. I then ran back to the blacksmith's, crying.

I sat down, letting what they said replay in my mind, crying loudly on Ferrer's bed. My shoulder was now bruised. I wanted to leave immediately. Cut off my ears, or my horns, do whatever I could.....

To be like them, and less like me.

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