Covered in blood, you looked up at the young man above you. His black hair covering the cross on his forehead. He held a hand out towards you, offering to help you up.

"You're safe now. No need to worry about them anymore".

You glanced down at the knife in your hands, then back at your now dead parents. Your eyes felt glazed over, you felt nothing for their misery.

You looked back up at the man. He was clearly much older than you, maybe in his early twenties, while you were only twelve. He didn't look dangerous, but then again, neither did you.

You looked at his outstretched hand, contemplating.

"If you come with me, you will never have to worry about people like them. People that will harm you. You will be safe, you will have a family".

That struck a cord in you.

"Family?"

The word felt foreign on your tongue. Your parents were never 'family' to you. They only hurt you.

"Yes, a family".

You looked back at your parents corpses then back up at the man.

"Ok".

He smiled as you grabbed his hand. It was much bigger than your own.

"What's your name?" He asked.

"Y/N..." You said.

"Well, Y/N. My name is Chrollo Lucilfer, and you are now an official member of the Phantom Troupe".

Hello and welcome to the book! I have so many books that I should probably be working on, but I wanted to start this before I lost the idea all together. Although this has been started, I don't know when chapters will come out. I don't have an exact update schedule, and tend to procrastinate alot, so chapters may take a long time to come out, or may not take a long time, I'm not too sure. But anyway, I hope you enjoyed the prologue!
~Natalie
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