The Destined Meeting

''A Mortal Guardians story, by User:KittyInASheepsClothes. Enjoy!''

Prologue
''It's been a long time since we've thought of how we met but we decided to tell you. Why? Because if we don't, no one will ever know. Our story, our destined meeting will be forgotten. Monet says it won't, but we're not sure. After all, this is a story which could change your lives. Change your whole view on the word "destined" or "guardian" or "mortal". So, buckle up and enjoy the ride, because this may be your last if you don't read.''

Chapter One - Dante
"Excuse me love, sorry to keep you waiting. You may come in now, Mr Burke is ready to see you." The nice old lady had told me, giving me a soft push towards the door.

I nodded to her, my blue hair feeling weird in it's braid down my back. Normally when I nodded, it would flow out and I would have to push it back. But appearances be darned, I had to do this. I breathed in deep and let out the breath as I shut the door behind me when I got in. Mr Burke was sitting at his desk, looking all like the lawyer he was. I rolled my eyes mentally at the gold plaque saying his name.

"Ah Miss Dante Yuki-Kohannah Summers, take a seat." I hissed at his pronouncing of my name.

"Call me Hannah, Mr Burke. It is much easier, I think we can agree." I said as I took a seat.

"Yes, yes, of course Hannah. Now tell me Hannah, why do you want to be removed from your aunts care? I mean, she has taken away those old rags, given you education, food, better clothing, a bed to sleep in, a home, siblings. What else do you need?" He glared at me and I knew Aunt Cecilia had bribed him.

"I want to go back to Mama Patty's care. She might nor be mah r-eal mama, but she i' a laddy we c-arn agree is goood. She gav' meh migh'y nisce clothz and marde mah bed when I'ah was ah si'. She mah mama, yah." I said, in a real un-educated accent to annoy him.

"You must understand Hannah, she is an unfit guardian, teaching you gypsy ways!"

"Wha wrong wi'd be-en a gypsy? WHA WRONG!" I picked up a small glass cup on his desk and threw it at the wall, rolling around with laughter in my mind but staying sad and hysterical on the outside. WIP