RAWR.
So, after we settled that whole "gone evil" thing. I settled under the lights of our tree. I dunno why, but that was my new bed/hideout/whatever the heck wewe wanna call it. It smelled of pine and toothpaste... But whatever, the things wewe can hang on a tree!
"You, my friend, I don't know how we are related." Jaime said, crouching down and looking at me.
"You take one person, then take another person, then--" Jaime slapped his hand over my mouth and I continued rambling.
"I was kidding." His hand lifted from my mouth.
"Hmm." I said.
"'Sup?" Jaime looked at me. I slipped the pen from his pocket and started scribbling on my hand, his eyebrow raised.
"Don't ask and you'll stay alive." I said, slipping the pen back into his pocket. He blinked, making me giggle for some unknown reason, again another eyebrow raise.
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"Mel! What the- stop! Stop it now!" Fang shouted, as I made him slip off my shirt.
"What are wewe doing!?" He screamed.
"Shh..." I whispered and I made him grab a knife.
"NO! Mel, what are wewe doing!" He walked over against his will, and cut off my bra.
"Mel!" He shouted.
"NO!" He started carving into my back. Blood trickled down.
"MEL STOP RIGHT NOW!"
He continued to carve against his will.
When he was finished, and I let him release the knife, this was left in my back...
When the feather floats down from Hell
A halo of blood surrounds her head
With crimson liquid she knows too well
A stroke of a sword and her wings will shed
A sword of Angels
Her words pure
A touch of fire
In she will lure
She was sent to give
The ultimate sacrifice
She accepted her fate
The secrets hid her hate
Her book was written
Finished early
Her death slow and agonising
Many secrets she has kept
Darkness surrounds what is left
A feather falls into the depths
Another accession to death
A life is no longer kept
Fang dropped to his knees, tears slipping down his face.
"Mel! I told you-- to-- stop!"
"I sorry Daddy..." My back started to sting, and what had happen sunk in.
"Mel... why did wewe do that?" He stood up, picking my small body up.
"Because, I had to."
I snapped up and screamed.
"Mel!?" Fang snapped up. I panted and hugged myself, attempting to keep out the uneasiness.
"Mel what's wrong?" Fang got up off the couch. I couldn't talk, couldn't whimper, couldn't do anything. His arms wrapped around me, and my breathing settled.
"Just... a nightmare." I pulled away. It wasn't a nightmare, it was a flashback.
*Giggles* What Fang carved into her back was her prophecy.
So, after we settled that whole "gone evil" thing. I settled under the lights of our tree. I dunno why, but that was my new bed/hideout/whatever the heck wewe wanna call it. It smelled of pine and toothpaste... But whatever, the things wewe can hang on a tree!
"You, my friend, I don't know how we are related." Jaime said, crouching down and looking at me.
"You take one person, then take another person, then--" Jaime slapped his hand over my mouth and I continued rambling.
"I was kidding." His hand lifted from my mouth.
"Hmm." I said.
"'Sup?" Jaime looked at me. I slipped the pen from his pocket and started scribbling on my hand, his eyebrow raised.
"Don't ask and you'll stay alive." I said, slipping the pen back into his pocket. He blinked, making me giggle for some unknown reason, again another eyebrow raise.
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"Mel! What the- stop! Stop it now!" Fang shouted, as I made him slip off my shirt.
"What are wewe doing!?" He screamed.
"Shh..." I whispered and I made him grab a knife.
"NO! Mel, what are wewe doing!" He walked over against his will, and cut off my bra.
"Mel!" He shouted.
"NO!" He started carving into my back. Blood trickled down.
"MEL STOP RIGHT NOW!"
He continued to carve against his will.
When he was finished, and I let him release the knife, this was left in my back...
When the feather floats down from Hell
A halo of blood surrounds her head
With crimson liquid she knows too well
A stroke of a sword and her wings will shed
A sword of Angels
Her words pure
A touch of fire
In she will lure
She was sent to give
The ultimate sacrifice
She accepted her fate
The secrets hid her hate
Her book was written
Finished early
Her death slow and agonising
Many secrets she has kept
Darkness surrounds what is left
A feather falls into the depths
Another accession to death
A life is no longer kept
Fang dropped to his knees, tears slipping down his face.
"Mel! I told you-- to-- stop!"
"I sorry Daddy..." My back started to sting, and what had happen sunk in.
"Mel... why did wewe do that?" He stood up, picking my small body up.
"Because, I had to."
I snapped up and screamed.
"Mel!?" Fang snapped up. I panted and hugged myself, attempting to keep out the uneasiness.
"Mel what's wrong?" Fang got up off the couch. I couldn't talk, couldn't whimper, couldn't do anything. His arms wrapped around me, and my breathing settled.
"Just... a nightmare." I pulled away. It wasn't a nightmare, it was a flashback.
*Giggles* What Fang carved into her back was her prophecy.
Alias: Valac
Relationship: *giggle* Ciel Norrian (Harmonian)
Powers: -Flight (wings), telepathic, ability to learn new languages instantly
Skills: Sword fighting, acrobatics, hacking…..ya know, the usual.
Past: Jaime, so far….hasn’t been captured kwa the school when he was born. Why? Because he was born with wings. At the age of 7, Jaime was captured and they took his wings. He despises the school and tries to burn it down every chance he gets. While, trying to burn it down, Jaime was knocked unconscious and regained his wings.
Other: –Called princess because he’s lazy and won’t train.
-Keeps throwing cards, knives, etc. in his kanzu, koti sleeves.
-Looks like Devin, acts somewhat like Fang.
-Picks on Lexi and Mel the most.
-Age is 16, Jaime stays in the 5 mwaka timeline. Normally he would be 11. So, he's in the YJ Invasion crew...Just, yeah. It's confusing.
Scott sat on the couch, scribbling on a piece of paper across from Danny
"Dude. wewe going to bed? It's like three o'clock in the morning." Danny got and walked to his room,
"Yeah. In a minute." Scott got up, setting the paper aside and flipped off the light. He sighed and walked into his room, pulling off his shirt. Scott fell face first on the bed, sprawled across and smothering his face in the pillows. He curled up under the covers and grabbed the black stuffed cat that was sitting on his night stand. He petted the animal and cuddled against it. "I miss you." He cuddled up against it, kissing its head. Scotty smiled, "It does really look just like wewe Cat." he pulled the stuffed animal closer and fell asleep.
It's short, BUT SO CUTE!!!
"Dude. wewe going to bed? It's like three o'clock in the morning." Danny got and walked to his room,
"Yeah. In a minute." Scott got up, setting the paper aside and flipped off the light. He sighed and walked into his room, pulling off his shirt. Scott fell face first on the bed, sprawled across and smothering his face in the pillows. He curled up under the covers and grabbed the black stuffed cat that was sitting on his night stand. He petted the animal and cuddled against it. "I miss you." He cuddled up against it, kissing its head. Scotty smiled, "It does really look just like wewe Cat." he pulled the stuffed animal closer and fell asleep.
It's short, BUT SO CUTE!!!