introduction
Many years ago, lived a girl named Emu Ootori. It’s me, I’m Emu. The thing is, Emu means smile in Japanese, but I don’t think I've smiled in centuries. Or felt happiness. It’s not that bad really, but the giddy feeling that everyone loved is just a distant memory to me; I’ve been destined to live a life of nothing but evil, sadness, grief and anger from the next eternity. All because of stupid thirteen year old me, wanting to live a life of villainous deeds all because I was going through a phase of attention seeking.
It all started in the summer of 68,997,977BCE, Japan, when I was the ripe old age of 13, going through a phase of wanting attention. However, my mother - a Pteranodon - was not having it; she got sick of it faster than Europe got sick with the plague. Suddenly I felt a buzz. I went to check my iRock 13, but there was nothing - the buzz was coming from within. I fell into full panic mode. I ran into a corner. I ran out of the corner. I ran back, but out of the blue, the familiar sound of laughter. “No need to be scared, my child, it's only me, Tsukasa Tenma, the world future star.” the voice boomed.
“But… I’ve never met anyone that has an actual name… let alone someone who can talk.” I replied, trembling with fear.
“Daughter, it’s time you found out”
“Found out what exactly?” I managed to summon some courage in my voice,
“Mr Pteranodon isn’t your father, I am.”