Clockwork Angel Fanfic
A small, frail, wisp of a girl sat, huddled on the dark, filthy street. The threadbare cloth wrapped around her was tied into a rather pathetic excuse for a dress. She shivered, not surprised by the chilly London night. It seemed to be forever cold in London.
She looked up, seeing two men walking toward her. Or, at least in the direction of where she was sitting; they probably hadn't even noticed her. Watching them, they seemed to be the kind of people who had some sort of wealth. The one closer to her had either silvery-white or pale blonde hair, though it was rather hard to tell in with the ever-present fog, and she grabbed at his sleeve weakly as he passed.
He spun quickly on his heel, as if expecting to be attacked, and his colorless eyes showed surprise, then confusion, and finally sadness. He glanced at his black-haired companion, an unspoken question passing between them, almost like a child asking to keep a stray puppy. His companion nodded, grinning just