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How would you think of me if you actually knew.

Summary:

You were born as a monster. You knew. Every person who looked at you sneered at you and called you a creep. So when you were old enough, you started to hide the face away, learned how to stay low and keep quiet, until you stood upon a circus. The freak circus. What would happen if you had five circus freak and an angel chasing you?

Notes:

Hello people. This is my first fanfic so enjoy, have fun, and continue reading. I don't know the exact number of chapter this is going to be, but I think about 30 or more if I have time. Have fun.

Chapter 1: Chapter 1

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You opened your eyes, another day, another tiring, hungry day. You haven't eaten anything that acceptable since three day ago when you found a dead body lying around the dark street under your apmartment. It wasn't much, but it was able to keep you alive. But right now, if you don't eat something, you will starve to death. You walked towards your bathroom and looked in the mirror. White pupils staring back at yourself. A smile too big and unnatural for a normal human. On top of your head, you see two bone coloured horns sticking out of your scull.

Shit, I almost forgot about that.

And you imagined how it would be like to have a flat head, with no horns sticking out of your scull like a normal human. You opened your eyes, and was relieved when where the horns used to be was now soft and covered in long black hair. The hair goes all the way to your shoulder, lying there . You took a look on your phone, noticing you only had twenty minutes before being late to work. So you quickly grabbed the mask lying near the sink, and slapped it onto your face. Checked the mask, smile coveres perfectly, has eyeballs in the middle of your white pupils. You are ready to go.

You walked out of your house, onto the streets. It was a cloudy day so people were moving fast around you, not waiting to get rained on. You glaced around, flyers were everywhere. Everywhere that someone could walk past. The freak circus,of horrow. That sounds interesting, maybe you'll go there when you have the time. Walking towards the coffe shop you work for, you heard a loud bang, followed by what sounds like a man shouting.
"Hey. Get out of here weirdo. Ever since you guys showed up, people have been disappearing. Go back to whatever hellhole you crawled out of. "
A man was screaming at another man, who was kneeling down, trying to collect all the dropped flyers. To say men, it would rather be better so say a jester. His red hat stood on top of his head, covering almost the all the top. Bells jingle on the edges, as if it was trying to warn people around him. His cloth were the crazy costumes that jokers wear. Hrm, looks like its an actor from the circus getting bullied.
"I'm talking to you, you freak! Get out of our town"
The man raised his fand, ready to slap the poor actor on the face again, and you shifted forward, blocking the hand and slapped him back, with enough force that the man passed out instant.

Well I guess I found myself food.

You kneeled down, so that your are looking at the actor from the same angle. He wears a mask that covered his whole face, with two holes around the place for eyes. His eyes were kind of hollow like your's, except his eyes have a yellow heart in the middle.

Lets get you up shall we?

You helped the actor get onto his feet, and realised he is much taller than you are, even though you are above height average.

"Are you hurt? Would you like a bandage?"

You reached into your bag that you always carry around, and fiddled around, until your fingers came around a soft, light object. You pulled it out, revealing a pink bandage with a cat on it.
"Please don't mind the colour, I didn't have any others."

The clown still didn't speak. After you helped him with the bandage, you checked the time, you realised that you are running out of time.

"Sorry sir, but I have to go. Take care of yourself and if it hurts too much, go to a doctor."

You quickly ran towards the shop, unaware of the man behind you smiling widely with his yellow pulpils glowing under his mask.