Introduction::

The world is full of many dark secrets, some secrets imply both to the muggle race and wizarding race this is to help control the mass chaos that would befall the both races if the secret were to come out. As a secret is tried to be hidden from the sight of many but at times the secret and slip past the radar and start leaking into the world in small pieces. The creation of a homunculus is a secret and taboo that still runs its course to this day to most it is simply a myth that one tells to scare others. But the truth is that they are in fact existent but are mainly extinct.

There is only a small hand full of people that know this truth luckily none of them being of the muggle race, though it’s the homunculus's the main prey of choose since their composition is made up of many human souls. Though the rare wizard prey is much more desirable due to the fact they can use magic freely. The homunculus in itself is considered a non-complete human born through magic/alchemy making them artificial. Though the case of a free homunculus is rare but when it pops up the few within the ministry that know of them will go out of the way to hunt them down. Though the fact is, fully destroying a homunculus is harder to destroy then a basilisk due to the fact they can regenerate themselves.

Each homunculus is different from each other due to its properties and the skill of their maker. Due to the makers skill it shows how long the body of the homunculus can naturally last without feeding and how powerful they are. Some homunculi have the power to use magic regarding a certain element like fire, water, earth, wind, and steel. Some can change their physical bodies it is all depending on how skilled their makers were. Some can last a week without feeding some can last months without feeding and some could even last years without feeding. Depending how often they need to feed shows how strong they are the longer span of time between feeding means they are much more of a force to be taken with.

This story will showcase the story of a rather old homunculus she has powers new to even the recorded homunculi reports she doesn’t manipulate elements but has the power to great ones darkest wish in exchange for their soul. Though she doesn’t need to feed often she has a longing lust of hunger in which she needs to fill and while she feeds she is the wake of trying to avoid the hunters that are chasing after her.

Now with each soul she devours she will get stronger so let’s dive in to see if she lives or dies.

CHAPTER 1 :: Solemn Existence

One's true fear is to be solely alone for all existence but one can not truly fathom this pain while within the everyday shoes. Since one can never be truly be alone within the world the live though they may not know it there is always a being that cares for you. This could be anything from a family member, a friend or even possibly a pet. But on the other hand a homunculus will always have this feeling and fear come to life everyday of their existence since they could never possibly care for the people they meet in their everyday life. This being every person is a meal they need to which they need to survive.

This is a major reason they are personally hunted down. Rebecca is a solemn homunculus that lived for the past hundred year in secret feeding on souls of muggles and wizards alike trying to her fullest to fill the void of shear loneliness that falls down upon her. She herself knows the prejudice of her race and she knows her life is in constant danger she knows if she isn't careful her life will end shortly.

She has seen it all the life she has travel seen through any other eyes would be breath taking. As she herself has seen the many beauties of what the world itself has given to man. But still this doesn't feel her void but if the world had been seen through another eyes it would be a lifetime worth of happiness. She herself doesn't personally feed often this has kept her under the radar most of the time finding out from her hunters though she can withstand not feeding for two whole years this is in a truth a drawback. The less she eats the less likely she can truthfully defend herself from the hunters possibly tracking her. Though she wasn't certainly sure what was to become of her at this moment but she knew if she were to stand a chance she would have to feed.

But to feed secretly was the trick she couldn't leave a mess of each of her victims and she did she needed to know a way to find it. Now to the location she thought was the best to be this was tricky cause no matter where she went she naturally stood out as she had fading pink hair that was at the top white that slowly and transcended down to a magenta color. The ends of her hair seemingly cascade down to past her shoulder.

Not only was her hair unusually she in a whole was a odd creature. She skin was a porcelain white as newly fallen snow her eyes a piercing yet lightless and lifeless pink. The eyes of that of a dead body that no longer showcases emotions. A pair of still peach lips that no longer tremble or move unless when delivering words of cruelty and malice whenever she spoke. Her figure is that similar to a delicate doll thin and gentle. Her clothes normally when seen by muggles is usually that of a spaghetti strapped white sundress with only one different detail which was a red bow that laid gently on her chest. As well you could see she was always bare foot but there is no harden spots upon her feet from solely always walking barefoot but they look as soft as a newborn child's foot.


[[OOC: I really hope you enjoyed the first chapter tune into chapter two to find out where she decides to go to]]