(Author's note: this book has things inspired by ShiWritesAngst's Emma Ratri book, so things may be similar)

A little girl, around the age of five, sat in the backseat of a flaming vehicle, motionless and hanging onto dear life

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!? GO GET HER!" An injured man with dull blonde hair yelled at the men and pointed to the car

"But, sir! You're injured-" someone urged

"I DON'T FUCKING CARE, JUST GO!" The man yelled

{~'∆*∆'~}

Emma awoke in her room like usual, what a strange dream...

She got up, sat down at her little vanity table, picked up her brush, brushed out her hair (obviously) and, after a few minutes, there was a knock at the door

"Emma? Are you awake?" Someone asked

"I am!" Emma responded cheerfully

"Alright, get ready, we need you to welcome a special someone" her father told her

"Yes, father" Emma smiled, not minding the fact that he couldn't see it. She could hear her father walking away and she resumed brushing her wild fiery hair. After that, she changed into her clothes

(Inspired by Melanie Martinez)

By the way she dressed, you would've thought she was an innocent little lady, like little Misfortune, but au contraire. Just like her father, she was a sadistic tyrant to every experiment she was placed in charge of. The fear and innocence on the experiments' faces. So precious. So fragile.

Yet, oh, so fun to break...

All the scientists knew of this and were kind of concerned, after all, she is the heiress of the Ratri clan

She elegantly strode through the halls, eyeing the blood staining the hallways

"Maybe I should've worn something darker" Emma thought aloud as she approached her father, who stood in front of a metal door

"Emma. Perfect timing" the man said "I'd like to introduce you to somebody"

"Okay, father" Emma answered automatically. The man opened the door and motioned to a figure standing in front of three guards

"This is 22194" he smiled at his daughter

"221... Wait, the cattle child from Gracefield..!?" Emma beamed excitedly

"Yes. I won't be able to be there on your 12th birthday, so this is my early present" Peter then turned to the cattle child "22194, would you please introduce yourself to my daughter?"

"fuck off, Peter" Norman scoffed

"You were the highest scorer in Gracefield, right? Surely telling her your name won't be much of a hassle" Emma's father, Peter Ratri, asked rhetorically "I won't ask again, would you please introduce yourself?" He said as he put his hand on the eleven year old girl's shoulder

"... Norman" he finally said

"Good" Peter smiled "Now then, I have to leave. There's an issue with supply shipments. Do with him as you please" he said to Emma as he walked out

"Guards? May you bring us to his living quarters? Pleeeaaaase??" Emma asked in an innocent, almost childish, tone before the guards escorted the two 12 year olds to Norman's assigned room. The entire time, Norman could feel her piercing green eyes on him. They eventually reached the room and they sat down on the bed. They stared awkwardly at each other for a few minutes, Emma smiling entire time.

Now, Norman got a closer look at the girl smiling slightly at him. He noticed how pale her skin was, how vibrant her eyes were, how soft her hair seemed to be, how subtly rosy her lips and cheeks were and the symmetry of her face. In every way, shape and form, at least physically, she looked absolutely perfect.

... No, no way he just thought the daughter of Peter Ratri was beautiful

"What's your name again..?" Norman asked before noticing an old, worn down teddy bear clutched in her arms

"I'm Emma!" she smiled brighter as she held out her free hand for him to shake "Nice to meet you, 22194"

(Author's note: Not many changes for the first few chapters, since they're mostly fine, plot-wise anyways)