"Shh, hey, it's alright love. The bad man isn't going to hurt you anymore, ok?" A soft Australian accent called out as two arms wrapped around me. I glanced at the corpse of the bounty hunter, the shadow was still looming over it.
I didn't realize I was still crying until the arms hugged me tighter, comforting me in anyway they can. "Shhh, it's alright love. What's your name?"
"...I don't have one." My voice sounded so soft, I could barely even hear myself.
"Well, it's alright, mate. I'm Hat." She said, I glanced up at her for the first time. Her eyes, were glowing, just like mine always would. She pointed at the shadow. "That's Tache."
I just buried my face into her, still shacking.
"It's alright. You don't need to be afraid anymore. We'll take care of you, Royal."
I still loved that name. It was the best name anyone would ever give me. Some call me Puppet, though. The say I'm just her Puppet.
If I'm her Puppet, then Hat's the best Puppeteer there is.