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Sunday, June 28, 2015
Angelic Hell
Alice Lilydrop Azuna, Born on July 7, 1978 at 8:01 am.
How do I know this? It was written in my mother's dead diary. Pretty sure her maiden name was Hart. Again, written in her dead diary which is now locked away in my desk drawer with a pad lock.
The portal to Heaven. Where my mother now lives.
"Why do we have to do this every single fuckin' year?" Ally said.
"Because we're half angels." Winter stated. Ally moaned.
"I only want to go back to bed..." I yapped.
"Well. Only because you're lazy as fuck!" Ally yelled.
"And it wouldn't kill you to get off your lazy butt every once in a while...." Winter yapped.
"Why aren't Charlie and Danny coming?" Winter asked.
"Because, they aren't old enough. Or....um...haven't embraced their angel pieces...." Ally's voiced drifted off, unsure if she had said the right answer or not.
"What now?" I said, landing on the cloud. Most humans think that Heaven is made of clouds. That is somewhat true. The gate, is actually placed on a cloud at the beginning of the realm. It looks mainly like Earth. There is gardens here and there, houses and shit. But the ground, was like rainbow road. It isn't like just rainbow. It reflects the light, making it beautiful.
"We go to our meeting area, in the place where all the halves meet...Where we will see Jerry and the others...." Winter stated. Winter knows this because like our younger sister, Avalon, chose to embrace their angelic halves more than their demon halves. That's one reason they don't curse.
We roamed for a while. Until we saw a bunch of other half angels running around. One of them which was Kan, grabbed Ally. Winter and I followed them.
"Hello!" Kan said, laughing.
"Augghhh!! Hi!!" Ally said.
We entered a room, Jerry and Avalon already there. Jerry wasn't really happy about seeing me, and I wasn't happy to see him. We stared at each other for a few minutes, Emily finally coming in the room with our instructor. He set his stuff down and stared and Jerry and me, staring at each other.
"Boys?" He finally said. We stared at each other for about 5 more seconds before
turning to him and saying, "What?" at the same exact time.
We did a bunch of stupid routines and rituals. I noticed, finally, that Avalon had a katana in the lace of her dress. In the middle, the lace that separated the torso/shirt from the skirt part.
We went through our special abilities and likes. When it came to me, I said, "I like to sleep...." And Ally snicked.
"Damn right you do, lol!"
"Miss, do not speak in that swear language of yours. Ally, I do not care if you use it outside of Heaven, but inside it is definitely forbidden.
Oh hell yea! Ally just got yelled at for cursing! Hahaa!!
"Sorry...." She looked down. The blunt smile, coming out of the corner of her mouth said otherwise.
"Now, we're going to do some exorcises and fighting outside." Said the instructor, Mr. Ben...
We all walked down the hall and outside. Landing on a cloud, that was soft but very strong. I still kept my distance from Jerry. We were bound to go at each at any second now. But his eyes said if I kept my distance, he'd keep his.
"This is boring." Kan finally said.
"Alright. Why not take a break? Meet back here in 20."
I sat on the ground, next to Jerry. Here's what I heard:
Some random girl: OMG Jerry you should be a model. You so hot.
Jerry: I know right!
Then I had this weird depiction of Jerry surrounded by money. As if that would ever happen.
Then I heard Jerry chuckle.
"Dude, shutup. You're thoughts are so loud I can actually hear them..."
"Oh yea? Then what was I thinking about?" He yapped.
"You, being rich and famous, lol, as if that'll ever happen..."
"No. I was thinking about bacon." Jerry scoffed. He knew I was right.
"Oh pleaaseee..." Ally said. "You're allergic to bacon..."
Just wondering: Is it psychically possible to be allergic to food?
I decided to get up an walk around. Explore.
Most of the buildings looked old, Victorian. Most looking totally abandoned.
I grabbed the handle of one the giant doors. Double door entrance, covered in artwork and carvings. As it opened, it made a loud creak.
I had only stepped a few feet in, door slightly open. I heard a few voices from deep inside, upstairs and around the corner.
It sounded something like, "Get back to your rooms!" I wasn't sure, the voice was cloudy. I heard footsteps. Right above me. Then I heard footsteps coming from the hall. I followed it. Not long, I could make out the shape of a person. Running towards me. She appeared to be a woman, white hair tied up in buns. She was wearing a long white dress, white lace sleeves, complete with a gold and silver locket.
She must of ran into me. Because I woke up with her standing over me.
"Are you alright?" She asked, her voice soft as snow.
"Yea, I'm alright." I sat on my knees. She looked at me for a minute. A long silence. I poked her, but she didn't move.
I heard more footsteps, behind her.
"Alice! What are you doing?! Get back to your room!" Men running towards us.
She stood up. "It's alright. I know him..."
She knew me? Knew me?
"Uh---"
"He's my son...." She smiled back at the guys with spears. She turned back to me. "Xevier, you've grown."
"Duh....?" I shrugged. "Mom....?"
One of the guys tried to pull her away from me. I took out one of my knives. "GET AWAY FROM HER! I'LL PROTECT HER WITH MY LIFE!!" I yelled, swinging the knife at them. They stepped back.
"He has fangs." One of them said.
"He's half demon, half angel." Mom said. I nodded.
"I saw your body back on Earth, in your grave. All bloody...." My voice trailed off.
"Yes, this form is my soul....." I stared at her.
I grabbed her. "Come with me, there's people I want you to meet!"
"Oh, Alright! But I can't go beyond the gates of the dead half of Heaven!"
I brought her outside, where my brother and sisters were gathered, all talking. The first one to look at Mom was Ally. Ally fainted.
"Don't worry..." Winter stated. "She did this when she met HU..."
"HU?" Mom asked.
Winter rolled Ally over, and pointed to the HU symbol on Ally's jacket. "It's a band..."
She scanned us one by one, she'd never met Avalon, Emily or Kan, but she was defiantly excited to see them.
Later Mom walked me into a room back inside the place she'd came out of. She told me that I am taller than my Dad.
"He was about as tall as Ally, and you're just like towering above him..." She laughed. For a dead mother, she's very happy and independent. She told me how she missed my Dad and how she loved me so much when I was a baby.
"What were your thoughts when you lost me?" I blurted.
"Oh baby....I thought my life was over. I couldn't live with myself..." Her voice went flat. "Your Dad kept telling me that it was alright, but I couldn't believe him until you were back in my arms...."
"But I never came back...Never found my way..." She nodded.
The teacher, finally asked us to come back. He said that we are going to fight him.
Ally ended up starting with the sentence, "I'm about to go undead on your ass!" That time Mr. Zach didn't correct her, he figured out he couldn't correct her demon nature. Ally also ended up stabbing him. So I guess that was the end of our session.
"Ally! Overkill, much?!" Winter screamed. Ally stood there, staring at his body. Was she in her possessive mode? Was she about to turn to us and try to kill us?
"Ally, dial it down." I blurted. That's when she made her next move. She came right at me, with a knife. She tried to stab me. My own sister. She came at me, her right side. So I moved to my right, grabbing the knife outta her hands, putting it in my teeth and kicking her back. She landed on her feet, bent down, one hand on the ground. I noticed she had her knife back in her mouth. A small chuckle came out of her mouth. She came back at me. I grabbed her by the neck, and was about to swing my knife at her. A faint smiled came out of her mouth.
Before I got the blade even close to her face, she had kicked me up and kicked me again, through the side of a building.
I grabbed her neck with both of my hands, sitting on her, I jabbed the knife into her. As her brother, I knew the dagger wouldn't kill her. But it'd at least calm her down.
I stood up and turned to Mom. "I'm sorry you had to see that..." I said, rolling up my sleeves.
"Nono, hun, that's what makes you a good brother." She smiled. I tried to smile back. I didn't know what to believe. I mean, I loved her but I wasn't sure that she was right.
Ally ended up stumbling back. Winter grabbed her.
Time finally caught up to us. I really wanted Mom to come with us, but she couldn't go beyond Heaven. I kept thinking to myself "dammit". This time, she waved goodbye at us. But before told only me, that everytime we come back, we could see her.
How do I know this? It was written in my mother's dead diary. Pretty sure her maiden name was Hart. Again, written in her dead diary which is now locked away in my desk drawer with a pad lock.
The portal to Heaven. Where my mother now lives.
"Why do we have to do this every single fuckin' year?" Ally said.
"Because we're half angels." Winter stated. Ally moaned.
"I only want to go back to bed..." I yapped.
"Well. Only because you're lazy as fuck!" Ally yelled.
"And it wouldn't kill you to get off your lazy butt every once in a while...." Winter yapped.
"Why aren't Charlie and Danny coming?" Winter asked.
"Because, they aren't old enough. Or....um...haven't embraced their angel pieces...." Ally's voiced drifted off, unsure if she had said the right answer or not.
"What now?" I said, landing on the cloud. Most humans think that Heaven is made of clouds. That is somewhat true. The gate, is actually placed on a cloud at the beginning of the realm. It looks mainly like Earth. There is gardens here and there, houses and shit. But the ground, was like rainbow road. It isn't like just rainbow. It reflects the light, making it beautiful.
"We go to our meeting area, in the place where all the halves meet...Where we will see Jerry and the others...." Winter stated. Winter knows this because like our younger sister, Avalon, chose to embrace their angelic halves more than their demon halves. That's one reason they don't curse.
We roamed for a while. Until we saw a bunch of other half angels running around. One of them which was Kan, grabbed Ally. Winter and I followed them.
"Hello!" Kan said, laughing.
"Augghhh!! Hi!!" Ally said.
We entered a room, Jerry and Avalon already there. Jerry wasn't really happy about seeing me, and I wasn't happy to see him. We stared at each other for a few minutes, Emily finally coming in the room with our instructor. He set his stuff down and stared and Jerry and me, staring at each other.
"Boys?" He finally said. We stared at each other for about 5 more seconds before
turning to him and saying, "What?" at the same exact time.
We did a bunch of stupid routines and rituals. I noticed, finally, that Avalon had a katana in the lace of her dress. In the middle, the lace that separated the torso/shirt from the skirt part.
We went through our special abilities and likes. When it came to me, I said, "I like to sleep...." And Ally snicked.
"Damn right you do, lol!"
"Miss, do not speak in that swear language of yours. Ally, I do not care if you use it outside of Heaven, but inside it is definitely forbidden.
Oh hell yea! Ally just got yelled at for cursing! Hahaa!!
"Sorry...." She looked down. The blunt smile, coming out of the corner of her mouth said otherwise.
"Now, we're going to do some exorcises and fighting outside." Said the instructor, Mr. Ben...
We all walked down the hall and outside. Landing on a cloud, that was soft but very strong. I still kept my distance from Jerry. We were bound to go at each at any second now. But his eyes said if I kept my distance, he'd keep his.
"This is boring." Kan finally said.
"Alright. Why not take a break? Meet back here in 20."
I sat on the ground, next to Jerry. Here's what I heard:
Some random girl: OMG Jerry you should be a model. You so hot.
Jerry: I know right!
Then I had this weird depiction of Jerry surrounded by money. As if that would ever happen.
Then I heard Jerry chuckle.
"Dude, shutup. You're thoughts are so loud I can actually hear them..."
"Oh yea? Then what was I thinking about?" He yapped.
"You, being rich and famous, lol, as if that'll ever happen..."
"No. I was thinking about bacon." Jerry scoffed. He knew I was right.
"Oh pleaaseee..." Ally said. "You're allergic to bacon..."
Just wondering: Is it psychically possible to be allergic to food?
I decided to get up an walk around. Explore.
Most of the buildings looked old, Victorian. Most looking totally abandoned.
I grabbed the handle of one the giant doors. Double door entrance, covered in artwork and carvings. As it opened, it made a loud creak.
I had only stepped a few feet in, door slightly open. I heard a few voices from deep inside, upstairs and around the corner.
It sounded something like, "Get back to your rooms!" I wasn't sure, the voice was cloudy. I heard footsteps. Right above me. Then I heard footsteps coming from the hall. I followed it. Not long, I could make out the shape of a person. Running towards me. She appeared to be a woman, white hair tied up in buns. She was wearing a long white dress, white lace sleeves, complete with a gold and silver locket.
She must of ran into me. Because I woke up with her standing over me.
"Are you alright?" She asked, her voice soft as snow.
"Yea, I'm alright." I sat on my knees. She looked at me for a minute. A long silence. I poked her, but she didn't move.
I heard more footsteps, behind her.
"Alice! What are you doing?! Get back to your room!" Men running towards us.
She stood up. "It's alright. I know him..."
She knew me? Knew me?
"Uh---"
"He's my son...." She smiled back at the guys with spears. She turned back to me. "Xevier, you've grown."
"Duh....?" I shrugged. "Mom....?"
One of the guys tried to pull her away from me. I took out one of my knives. "GET AWAY FROM HER! I'LL PROTECT HER WITH MY LIFE!!" I yelled, swinging the knife at them. They stepped back.
"He has fangs." One of them said.
"He's half demon, half angel." Mom said. I nodded.
"I saw your body back on Earth, in your grave. All bloody...." My voice trailed off.
"Yes, this form is my soul....." I stared at her.
I grabbed her. "Come with me, there's people I want you to meet!"
"Oh, Alright! But I can't go beyond the gates of the dead half of Heaven!"
I brought her outside, where my brother and sisters were gathered, all talking. The first one to look at Mom was Ally. Ally fainted.
"Don't worry..." Winter stated. "She did this when she met HU..."
"HU?" Mom asked.
Winter rolled Ally over, and pointed to the HU symbol on Ally's jacket. "It's a band..."
She scanned us one by one, she'd never met Avalon, Emily or Kan, but she was defiantly excited to see them.
Later Mom walked me into a room back inside the place she'd came out of. She told me that I am taller than my Dad.
"He was about as tall as Ally, and you're just like towering above him..." She laughed. For a dead mother, she's very happy and independent. She told me how she missed my Dad and how she loved me so much when I was a baby.
"What were your thoughts when you lost me?" I blurted.
"Oh baby....I thought my life was over. I couldn't live with myself..." Her voice went flat. "Your Dad kept telling me that it was alright, but I couldn't believe him until you were back in my arms...."
"But I never came back...Never found my way..." She nodded.
The teacher, finally asked us to come back. He said that we are going to fight him.
Ally ended up starting with the sentence, "I'm about to go undead on your ass!" That time Mr. Zach didn't correct her, he figured out he couldn't correct her demon nature. Ally also ended up stabbing him. So I guess that was the end of our session.
"Ally! Overkill, much?!" Winter screamed. Ally stood there, staring at his body. Was she in her possessive mode? Was she about to turn to us and try to kill us?
"Ally, dial it down." I blurted. That's when she made her next move. She came right at me, with a knife. She tried to stab me. My own sister. She came at me, her right side. So I moved to my right, grabbing the knife outta her hands, putting it in my teeth and kicking her back. She landed on her feet, bent down, one hand on the ground. I noticed she had her knife back in her mouth. A small chuckle came out of her mouth. She came back at me. I grabbed her by the neck, and was about to swing my knife at her. A faint smiled came out of her mouth.
Before I got the blade even close to her face, she had kicked me up and kicked me again, through the side of a building.
I grabbed her neck with both of my hands, sitting on her, I jabbed the knife into her. As her brother, I knew the dagger wouldn't kill her. But it'd at least calm her down.
I stood up and turned to Mom. "I'm sorry you had to see that..." I said, rolling up my sleeves.
"Nono, hun, that's what makes you a good brother." She smiled. I tried to smile back. I didn't know what to believe. I mean, I loved her but I wasn't sure that she was right.
Ally ended up stumbling back. Winter grabbed her.
Time finally caught up to us. I really wanted Mom to come with us, but she couldn't go beyond Heaven. I kept thinking to myself "dammit". This time, she waved goodbye at us. But before told only me, that everytime we come back, we could see her.
Monday, June 22, 2015
Attention!
My birthday is coming up (June 27th) and I'm working very hard on the next post, but I will be very busy. I will have little time to type. Hopefully I will post next episode on the night of my b-day.
Saturday, June 20, 2015
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Thursday, June 18, 2015
When I first Met Reika and Toki
For the longest time, I had no people around me. Just a bunch of trees. When I was about 16 or 17, I wanted to go to school. I collected money, from pick pocketing, which I'd seen my old friend Cheng do a bunch of times. It was easy. I had about a thousand dollars by the end of the week. It was winter break and well, I walked into the office.
"May I help you?" Asked the lady at the desk.
"Is it too late to apply for this academy?" I asked.
"No, sir. Would you like a form?" I nodded and she set a clipboard and pencil on the counter. "Have a seat and when you're ready, I'll take it." I took the board and the pen and looked over it. It was pretty hard because I didn't have parents.
"Is it a problem if my parents are dead?" I asked.
"Uh....No...Just fill out their name and your phone number...It will be fine..."
"Uh..okay.."
Parents: Mark Azuna, Alice Azuna
Student: Xevier Azuna
Grade: 10th
Medical Conditions: None
I looked up. I had finished. All 5 pages of stupid paper work. I handed it to her.
"Alright, Xevier....We start up next week." She handed me a piece of paper. "Here's a class schedule. It's one of the one's left. All the other students will receive new ones, and some will change. You can always change classes if you please."
I took the paper and stuffed it in my bag, and walked out.
I roamed the halls of Arci Academy, looking for my first period. I wonder who was dumb enough to name the school "Arci". I fixed the blue jacket that came with my uniform. Blue and white. Classic stupid colors. I also want to know who came up with the idea of making boys wear suits and ties to school. I saw most of the girls wearing skirts. Some wearing pants or shorts. First Period: English.
On the chalk board, taped down was a seating chart. The desks were labeled. I scanned the chart for my name. Azuna Xevier: A3.
I set my stuff down, looking around me. There were about 6 other people in the classroom. One, all the way across the room in the back corner, next to the window was a girl playing on her phone. Classic black hair and red eyes. A seat to the left and one forward was a girl with white hair and black ombre. In the front was a group of 2, chattering away. Then there was a guy in front of me, and a girl behind me. The girl stared me down. The girl with black hair and river blue eyes never came over and spoke to me. Another girl came in, a girl with her black hair tied in a pony tail, and piercing black eyes. I could have sworn she winked at me. Her eyes were dark, but her smile was warming. Honestly, it was kind of freaking me out. She took her seat in front of the girl playing on her phone.
It was a weird expirence because we had kids ranging from 11 years old to high school seniors.
Later, we ended up doing a project. "Groups of 3." Everyone was grouping up, I stayed seated. That's when the girl who'd been staring at me and the young girl with black eyes and black hair both came up to me.
"I'll work with you." Said the girl with black eyes.
"So will I." Said the girl with blue eyes.
3 days later:
I ended up doing that stupid project by myself because of the stupid girls. They kept staring at me like I was someone famous. It's really hard to work when you have 2 girls staring at you, yet could go psychopathic on you in 2 seconds or less. I got a B- on the project because I "can't draw people"....
During lunch I saw one of the kids from my class getting picked on.
A blonde was holding the black haired-red eyed-gamer girl against the lockers.
"Stupid little emo! You'll never be loved! You hear me?!" I stood across from them, wondering if I should have done something....
The gamer girl, started whistling. Before my eyes I saw a glowing orange knife floating against the other girl. She backed the bully into the lockers that I was leaning on. The black haired girl took the knife into her hand. Was about to stab the blonde.....A fist grabbed her.
"A knife?!" Said the teacher.
The knife and blonde left with the teacher. I stared at the girl.
"WATTRULOOKINAT?!" She babbled. I watched her go down the hallway, after them.
All I know is that the blonde and that teacher are both dead now.......
I know the girls names who worked with me...
The one who's always staring at me....Is Reika Ustada.. And the black haired girl with black eyes...Is Toki Uzmoko....
Reika and Toki both keep staring at me, both love struck.....
During break, I wanted to talk to the gamer girl, Toki sat right in front of her.
I was about to talk to her, when....Toki popped right in front of me. "She doesn't look like she wants to talk..."
"But---"
"Best to leave her be..."
"Uh--"
"Maybe you should get to know me." She leaned against her desk, all angelic like...."Hi, I'm Toki Uzmoko, have we met?" She smiled, and held out her, as if asking for a handshake.
"We've met before........"
"May I help you?" Asked the lady at the desk.
"Is it too late to apply for this academy?" I asked.
"No, sir. Would you like a form?" I nodded and she set a clipboard and pencil on the counter. "Have a seat and when you're ready, I'll take it." I took the board and the pen and looked over it. It was pretty hard because I didn't have parents.
"Is it a problem if my parents are dead?" I asked.
"Uh....No...Just fill out their name and your phone number...It will be fine..."
"Uh..okay.."
Parents: Mark Azuna, Alice Azuna
Student: Xevier Azuna
Grade: 10th
Medical Conditions: None
I looked up. I had finished. All 5 pages of stupid paper work. I handed it to her.
"Alright, Xevier....We start up next week." She handed me a piece of paper. "Here's a class schedule. It's one of the one's left. All the other students will receive new ones, and some will change. You can always change classes if you please."
I took the paper and stuffed it in my bag, and walked out.
I roamed the halls of Arci Academy, looking for my first period. I wonder who was dumb enough to name the school "Arci". I fixed the blue jacket that came with my uniform. Blue and white. Classic stupid colors. I also want to know who came up with the idea of making boys wear suits and ties to school. I saw most of the girls wearing skirts. Some wearing pants or shorts. First Period: English.
On the chalk board, taped down was a seating chart. The desks were labeled. I scanned the chart for my name. Azuna Xevier: A3.
I set my stuff down, looking around me. There were about 6 other people in the classroom. One, all the way across the room in the back corner, next to the window was a girl playing on her phone. Classic black hair and red eyes. A seat to the left and one forward was a girl with white hair and black ombre. In the front was a group of 2, chattering away. Then there was a guy in front of me, and a girl behind me. The girl stared me down. The girl with black hair and river blue eyes never came over and spoke to me. Another girl came in, a girl with her black hair tied in a pony tail, and piercing black eyes. I could have sworn she winked at me. Her eyes were dark, but her smile was warming. Honestly, it was kind of freaking me out. She took her seat in front of the girl playing on her phone.
It was a weird expirence because we had kids ranging from 11 years old to high school seniors.
Later, we ended up doing a project. "Groups of 3." Everyone was grouping up, I stayed seated. That's when the girl who'd been staring at me and the young girl with black eyes and black hair both came up to me.
"I'll work with you." Said the girl with black eyes.
"So will I." Said the girl with blue eyes.
3 days later:
I ended up doing that stupid project by myself because of the stupid girls. They kept staring at me like I was someone famous. It's really hard to work when you have 2 girls staring at you, yet could go psychopathic on you in 2 seconds or less. I got a B- on the project because I "can't draw people"....
During lunch I saw one of the kids from my class getting picked on.
A blonde was holding the black haired-red eyed-gamer girl against the lockers.
"Stupid little emo! You'll never be loved! You hear me?!" I stood across from them, wondering if I should have done something....
The gamer girl, started whistling. Before my eyes I saw a glowing orange knife floating against the other girl. She backed the bully into the lockers that I was leaning on. The black haired girl took the knife into her hand. Was about to stab the blonde.....A fist grabbed her.
"A knife?!" Said the teacher.
The knife and blonde left with the teacher. I stared at the girl.
"WATTRULOOKINAT?!" She babbled. I watched her go down the hallway, after them.
All I know is that the blonde and that teacher are both dead now.......
I know the girls names who worked with me...
The one who's always staring at me....Is Reika Ustada.. And the black haired girl with black eyes...Is Toki Uzmoko....
Reika and Toki both keep staring at me, both love struck.....
During break, I wanted to talk to the gamer girl, Toki sat right in front of her.
I was about to talk to her, when....Toki popped right in front of me. "She doesn't look like she wants to talk..."
"But---"
"Best to leave her be..."
"Uh--"
"Maybe you should get to know me." She leaned against her desk, all angelic like...."Hi, I'm Toki Uzmoko, have we met?" She smiled, and held out her, as if asking for a handshake.
"We've met before........"
Monday, June 15, 2015
Dear Dead Diary
Ever wanted to know whats it's like to live a lift without a family, but with friends? Having barely a memory of the parents that gave birth to you?
Sifting through the rubbish and dust, continuously in search of something Xevier knows he'll never find.
"I've got to find it! Whatever the cost!" He whispers to himself. Search the dust, of his old life. "I've got to find someone! Something!"
Xevier opened his eyes. "It was just a dream....good..." He got up and grabbed the hair-brush from his drawer. What kind of dream was that? I'm only 5 and everyone is dead. He stroked the brush down his long hair. Dammit. Knots? Come the fuck on.
He walked into the living room, not wearing a belt.
"Are you wearing pants that fit?" Ally asked.
"Yes! Why wouldn't I be?!" Xevier yapped.
"Hows that three feet of hair treating you?" Luke asked.
"It's three feet and four inches, to be exact." Xevier sat down. "Anyway I had the weirdest dream last night.."
"Last night? It's 4 pm, doofus." Ally said.
"Anyway it was about where I was like 5 or sum and well, everyone was dead."
"Hmm....Don't you not normally dream?" Winter asked. Xevier nodded.
"That's why it was weird. And well, 5 year old me was looking for something."
"Like what?"
"Well it seemed like the house had been bombed, well Mom and Dad's house.....And I was looking for a sign of life or some shit."
Later, Xevier found himself, in Japan, in his Dad's office. "Wait, why am I here?" Bending over. It had dust. Dust everywhere. He scooped dust into his hands and blew it away. There was a bookcase before him. "Was that there before?" He shrugged. "Maybe I didn't notice it." He scanned the books. All had names on their spine except for 1. He took the book and opened it to the first page.....
Dear Dead Diary,
I told my husband that I'm pregnant. I told him we're having a little boy. He's due in December. I can't wait. Neither can Mark.
We were talking about what to name him. I used to have a friend named Xavier from when I was a kid, but he died in World War I. His soul was destroyed, along with his body, never to walk the face of this world ever again. I told Mark I would love to name him Xevier. Mark liked the idea, we decided on his middle name to be Xiao.
+Alice
Xevier looked up. "These are about me....."
He read the next one.
Dear Dead Diary,
It's been at least a week and I can feel the baby kicking, lightly. He's getting cuter every day. I wonder which one of us he's going to look like. His dad or me.
+Alice
Dear Dead Diary,
Been 2 more weeks, so it's now been 3 weeks. Mark is at "work" or well the strip club...
Little Xevier keeps kicking me. It's getting stronger and it's starting to hurt. He may not want to come out in December.
+Alice
"I used to hurt mom? When I was inside her?"
Dear Dead Diary,
December 5, 1992. He was born today, He's so adorable. I can't believe he's ours. He's got white hair like me. He hasn't opened his eyes yet. Mark said it will take 5 to 7 days for him to open them...He's got a full head of white hair. I decided to make his hand stand up with hair gel and Mark just started laughing.
He's crying, must go...
+Alice
Did his parents really love him? Was he that cute?
Xevier immediately woke up. He remembered nothing. It had felt like it was all a dream. Grasped in his hands was his Mom's diary...
Sifting through the rubbish and dust, continuously in search of something Xevier knows he'll never find.
"I've got to find it! Whatever the cost!" He whispers to himself. Search the dust, of his old life. "I've got to find someone! Something!"
Xevier opened his eyes. "It was just a dream....good..." He got up and grabbed the hair-brush from his drawer. What kind of dream was that? I'm only 5 and everyone is dead. He stroked the brush down his long hair. Dammit. Knots? Come the fuck on.
He walked into the living room, not wearing a belt.
"Are you wearing pants that fit?" Ally asked.
"Yes! Why wouldn't I be?!" Xevier yapped.
"Hows that three feet of hair treating you?" Luke asked.
"It's three feet and four inches, to be exact." Xevier sat down. "Anyway I had the weirdest dream last night.."
"Last night? It's 4 pm, doofus." Ally said.
"Anyway it was about where I was like 5 or sum and well, everyone was dead."
"Hmm....Don't you not normally dream?" Winter asked. Xevier nodded.
"That's why it was weird. And well, 5 year old me was looking for something."
"Like what?"
"Well it seemed like the house had been bombed, well Mom and Dad's house.....And I was looking for a sign of life or some shit."
Later, Xevier found himself, in Japan, in his Dad's office. "Wait, why am I here?" Bending over. It had dust. Dust everywhere. He scooped dust into his hands and blew it away. There was a bookcase before him. "Was that there before?" He shrugged. "Maybe I didn't notice it." He scanned the books. All had names on their spine except for 1. He took the book and opened it to the first page.....
Dear Dead Diary,
I told my husband that I'm pregnant. I told him we're having a little boy. He's due in December. I can't wait. Neither can Mark.
We were talking about what to name him. I used to have a friend named Xavier from when I was a kid, but he died in World War I. His soul was destroyed, along with his body, never to walk the face of this world ever again. I told Mark I would love to name him Xevier. Mark liked the idea, we decided on his middle name to be Xiao.
+Alice
Xevier looked up. "These are about me....."
He read the next one.
Dear Dead Diary,
It's been at least a week and I can feel the baby kicking, lightly. He's getting cuter every day. I wonder which one of us he's going to look like. His dad or me.
+Alice
Dear Dead Diary,
Been 2 more weeks, so it's now been 3 weeks. Mark is at "work" or well the strip club...
Little Xevier keeps kicking me. It's getting stronger and it's starting to hurt. He may not want to come out in December.
+Alice
"I used to hurt mom? When I was inside her?"
Dear Dead Diary,
December 5, 1992. He was born today, He's so adorable. I can't believe he's ours. He's got white hair like me. He hasn't opened his eyes yet. Mark said it will take 5 to 7 days for him to open them...He's got a full head of white hair. I decided to make his hand stand up with hair gel and Mark just started laughing.
He's crying, must go...
+Alice
Did his parents really love him? Was he that cute?
Xevier immediately woke up. He remembered nothing. It had felt like it was all a dream. Grasped in his hands was his Mom's diary...
Saturday, June 13, 2015
Super Cute Chibi Pic
A few days ago, I drew a very badass chibi picture of Xevier.
Chibi Xevier with gun, axe, knives and beer. Just seemingly killed someone.
Thursday, June 11, 2015
Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Pics
I'd thought of giving you a basic idea of what the characters look like. I did some with natural demon ears instead of human ears.
Xevier:
Xevier:
Ally:
Winter:
Jerry:
Avalon:
Emily:
Kanchachu:
Reika:
Charlie:
Danny:
Luke:
Who's your fave pic/character?
Depression and Death
I wish I was dead. Ally Azuna ain't much. But I guess you say that's me. I was a dancer and a singer, long time ago....I guess I just haven't scheduled any shows. My stage name is "Miasma" or well, only because of my initials.
My brother is being a bitch. My sister won't stop pondering me. My kids and husband want everything to do with me.
"What's depression like?" My brother, Xevier, asked.
"It's like drowning. Except you can see everyone around you breathing." I responded.
My twin sister, Winter, knows about it but my older brother just doesn't give a damn.
I keep running and running away from life and the people in it. Sometimes I want nothing to do with them. I've had suicide attempts. Never worked only because I'm immortal. Gah!
Sometimes I feel like people are trying to get rid of me. My Aunt's trying to kill me, my brother don't give a damn, my sister doesn't really see it.
I hid myself in the corner of an alley and sat down. And cried. And cried. And cried. I took out one of the knives that were in my shoes, don't ask me how it's possible, you just get used to it. And did to myself what was invisible to everybody else. "Don't ask me why I do this....." I hear footsteps.
"Ally!" Winter's voice. "STOP! GIVE IT TO ME!"
"NO!" They didn't understand. "I'm tired to trying, sick of crying, yea I'm still smiling but inside I'm dying!" I turned around, letting the knife drop to my foot.
"Why is our parents death driving you insane?!" Xevier yapped.
Marley, my aunt, murdered them. I always thought that we'd grow as a family...But nooo...
"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO SEE YOUR PARENTS DIE BEFORE YOUR EYES!" I blurted. I looked down. "There exists a time and a place where I'm older than you." I started to turn invisible.
"It's surprising that you two are twins..." He said, not aware that I was still here. "Your so calm and she's so 'kill everyone'."
If you do not understand the reference...There is an HU song called Kill Everyone.
Winter shrugged. "We might as well leave."
I want to go home, but there's not really anyone waiting there for me.
There used to be a boy at school who always ran home. He got his stuff and ran. Everyone made fun of him. He ran, hoping his little sister hadn't killed herself.
One day, he didn't come back. He was back after a week.
He stopped running.
I guess I was the only one who knew what he was going through.
But well, why can't we stop putting labels on everything. People, in school, decided to label me as "emo". So I embraced that label. It's now who I am. And you can't change it. You had the mother fucking chance to.
But you failed.
I guess I'm always like the moon---part of me always hidden away...
I'm driving myself insane. There's a war inside my head. I wish I was dead.
Forever, my Dad, told me that:
Love Hurts. Friends Cry. People Die.
I can't fucking take it anymore.
People say suicide is stupid. I'll tell you whats fucking stupid. Making people break down so badly that they think suicide is the only answer.
I may be happy and smiling but inside, my soul is screaming. My scars are my stories, my history written in my blood.
In my blood....In my blood....In my blood.....Histories marked on skin.
My brother is being a bitch. My sister won't stop pondering me. My kids and husband want everything to do with me.
"What's depression like?" My brother, Xevier, asked.
"It's like drowning. Except you can see everyone around you breathing." I responded.
My twin sister, Winter, knows about it but my older brother just doesn't give a damn.
I keep running and running away from life and the people in it. Sometimes I want nothing to do with them. I've had suicide attempts. Never worked only because I'm immortal. Gah!
Sometimes I feel like people are trying to get rid of me. My Aunt's trying to kill me, my brother don't give a damn, my sister doesn't really see it.
I hid myself in the corner of an alley and sat down. And cried. And cried. And cried. I took out one of the knives that were in my shoes, don't ask me how it's possible, you just get used to it. And did to myself what was invisible to everybody else. "Don't ask me why I do this....." I hear footsteps.
"Ally!" Winter's voice. "STOP! GIVE IT TO ME!"
"NO!" They didn't understand. "I'm tired to trying, sick of crying, yea I'm still smiling but inside I'm dying!" I turned around, letting the knife drop to my foot.
"Why is our parents death driving you insane?!" Xevier yapped.
Marley, my aunt, murdered them. I always thought that we'd grow as a family...But nooo...
"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO SEE YOUR PARENTS DIE BEFORE YOUR EYES!" I blurted. I looked down. "There exists a time and a place where I'm older than you." I started to turn invisible.
"It's surprising that you two are twins..." He said, not aware that I was still here. "Your so calm and she's so 'kill everyone'."
If you do not understand the reference...There is an HU song called Kill Everyone.
Winter shrugged. "We might as well leave."
I want to go home, but there's not really anyone waiting there for me.
There used to be a boy at school who always ran home. He got his stuff and ran. Everyone made fun of him. He ran, hoping his little sister hadn't killed herself.
One day, he didn't come back. He was back after a week.
He stopped running.
I guess I was the only one who knew what he was going through.
But well, why can't we stop putting labels on everything. People, in school, decided to label me as "emo". So I embraced that label. It's now who I am. And you can't change it. You had the mother fucking chance to.
But you failed.
I guess I'm always like the moon---part of me always hidden away...
I'm driving myself insane. There's a war inside my head. I wish I was dead.
Forever, my Dad, told me that:
Love Hurts. Friends Cry. People Die.
I can't fucking take it anymore.
People say suicide is stupid. I'll tell you whats fucking stupid. Making people break down so badly that they think suicide is the only answer.
I may be happy and smiling but inside, my soul is screaming. My scars are my stories, my history written in my blood.
In my blood....In my blood....In my blood.....Histories marked on skin.
Answers and Diseases
Here we saw a little American girl, 9 or 10, applying makeup like a teenager. Most people said that she was a freak for saying this shit. She finished and threw the makeup in her bag, and walked out to the bus.
"Mornin' Tessa."
"Hello." Tessa responded, beautiful blue eyes and perfect black hair. Tessa didn't have any friends, so she sat alone, in the middle of the bus, Nobody behind her or in front of her.
"Why are you alone?" Ally's voice.
"Because nobody likes me." Tessa's mind stated. "Who are you?"
"Depends...You've seen me around...."
"Okay sure..."
"Why do you spend so much time on makeup if nobody likes you?" Ally stated.
"I want to fit in..." Tessa said, quietly to herself. "And I look ugly without it."
"Who gives a shit?" She said in a normal, not creepy voice. "I've never worn makeup. Neither has my sister....And boys still fall in love with us..."
"Why are you here?" Tessa said, the people 3 seats up looked back.
"To not let you be lonely......"
"What do you look like?" Tessa said.
"Alot like you.....Now tell me...Tessa....Someone killed your birth parents, yes?"
"Yea...I'm in foster care...."
"Wanna know who killed them?" Tessa nodded. "Me....Wanna know why their lives were taken?" Tessa nodded again, staying silent. "They made fools out of my family....Saying stuff like 'how can you people be related?' or 'go die.'"
"But...that isn't a good reason...Are you here to kill me?"
"You'll find out in five days."
Tessa got off the bus and walked into the school. She walked up the stairs, almost falling. On the landing, she looked back, seeing her friend, Molly.
"Hi Tes!" Molly shouted. Short brown haired girl with yellow eyes.
"Hi Mol!" Molly ran up. "Have you ever heard this little voice inside your head?"
Molly nodded. "Except I got rid of it."
"How?" Tessa said.
"I drank alot of red juice."
"Alright, I'll try that at lunch." Molly walked away. "Alright..bye..." Tessa reached for her locker dial. "22-3-18." She turned the dial. Click. She stuffed her backpack in, and took out her binder."
"Yo." Said the voice. "Turn around."
There was Ally, a shadow, not solid. Floating in thin air, doing a meditation pose.
"So that's what you look like?" Tessa said.
"Yea." She opened her blood red eyes. "Except I'm in my shadow form. I have a solid form like you but you will never see it."
"Why?"
"Cause you'll be dead soon!" Ally's shadow disappeared leaving behind an echoing cackle. Everyone looked at Tessa.
"Did she just threaten us?"
"Weirdo."
"She's so gonna die."
A few snickers then the get to class bell rang. "Better go." Tessa said to herself. She walked to class 8-B, and went to the back of the class. Nobody noticed her. Everyone had friends except her. She felt like the poor loner, always feeling sorry for herself.
"Class, sit." said the teacher walking into room. Everyone rushed to their seats. "Pull out your textbooks." Tessa and the class got theirs out. The teacher started going on and on about stuff Tessa didn't care about.
"Hey, teach, everyone hates you!" Ally's voice called, from behind Tessa.
The teacher walked to Tessa. "Ms. Peter, would you like to share to the class?"
"I-I-I uh didn't---"
"Yo, you ugly!"
"Excuse me?"
"You skank ass. Heh..." Ally's voice.
"Ms. Peter, go to the office." Said the teacher, steaming.
You had to?!
"That's the way it's gonna be for the next 5 days! Haha!" Ally poofed again.
"Ugh." She walked down the hallway, down the stairs and to the office.
"Tessa...calling the teacher an ass?" Said the admin. "You know better."
"Yes I do."
"No I don't!" Ally yapped. "Stupid ugly bitch!"
"That's it! We're sending you home! Your gonna be suspended for the next 2 days!"
"All right!" Ally laughed. "Maybe I can do sum fun!"
"Why are you happy? You know what, don't answer that and call your mom."
"Okay..." Tessa grabbed the phone and started dialing. "Hi mom. I got in trouble and---"
"Your a dick!" Ally laughed.
"Tessa! When I get there, your in so much trouble!"
Hey voice, STOP!
"Nah."
"Who else can see you?" Tessa said to herself.
"Only you....for now..." Ally laughed. "Other people used to see me...but they didn't live to tell the tale..."
YOU'RE A MURDERER!?
"I prefer the term psycho." Ally laughed.
Your the devil!
"No. I'm his grand daughter."
WEIRDO!
"No."
Tessa's mom stormed in. "Let's go young lady!"
"I didn't mean it! I'd never say stuff like that!" Tessa cried.
The next morning, it was the exact same thing, until day 4.
"Wake up!" Ally cried.
"Ah!" Tessa screamed. "Do you know not how to scare people?"
"It's Friday! Get dressed so we can scare people."
"Maybe I'll just stay home."
"NO WAY!" Ally said. "If you do that, you'll be gone by 9 pm!"
"Wait, what!?" Tessa yelled. "You're gonna kill me?"
"Not necessarily."
Tessa got up and walked down stairs. "Mom I don't want to go to school..."
Tessa's mom smiled. "Alright. Go back to your room."
Tessa walked back up stairs. "Hey ghost thing, I'm not going to school."
"Your loss!" Ally yelled, sifting through papers.
"HEY STOP!" Tessa said. "That's personal!"
"Homework is personal?" Tessa rolled her eyes.
Tessa sat on her computer for a while. Ally moving around.
"Dammit, do something else!" Ally yapped.
"Oh please, you can leave."
"Actually, no I can't. I'm bound to you until I have completed my assignment..."
"Oh well, wanna go downstairs?" Tessa smiled.
"To do what?"
"Get food?" Tessa ran down stairs, Ally in shadow form, following her.
Tessa, chewing a cupcake ran back up, 10 minutes later.
"Something wrong?" Tessa asked.
"No, just go back to your game."
"Alright?" Tessa shrugged.
Tapping the keys, Tessa didn't see the reflection of the shadow girl with a knife in her computer screen. The alarming scream made her mother run upstairs.
Written in blood on the wall was:
Let me tell you my story. My story begins with Jessica.
Jessica always forgot her glasses. Too bad she couldn't see me. Then there was Phillip. Phillip had long hair. Too bad it blocked his vision. Then there was Molly. Molly never checked underneath her bed. Poor Molly. Then there was you. You never did anything wrong, you were just too focused on your screen to realize I was behind you.
"Mornin' Tessa."
"Hello." Tessa responded, beautiful blue eyes and perfect black hair. Tessa didn't have any friends, so she sat alone, in the middle of the bus, Nobody behind her or in front of her.
"Why are you alone?" Ally's voice.
"Because nobody likes me." Tessa's mind stated. "Who are you?"
"Depends...You've seen me around...."
"Okay sure..."
"Why do you spend so much time on makeup if nobody likes you?" Ally stated.
"I want to fit in..." Tessa said, quietly to herself. "And I look ugly without it."
"Who gives a shit?" She said in a normal, not creepy voice. "I've never worn makeup. Neither has my sister....And boys still fall in love with us..."
"Why are you here?" Tessa said, the people 3 seats up looked back.
"To not let you be lonely......"
"What do you look like?" Tessa said.
"Alot like you.....Now tell me...Tessa....Someone killed your birth parents, yes?"
"Yea...I'm in foster care...."
"Wanna know who killed them?" Tessa nodded. "Me....Wanna know why their lives were taken?" Tessa nodded again, staying silent. "They made fools out of my family....Saying stuff like 'how can you people be related?' or 'go die.'"
"But...that isn't a good reason...Are you here to kill me?"
"You'll find out in five days."
Tessa got off the bus and walked into the school. She walked up the stairs, almost falling. On the landing, she looked back, seeing her friend, Molly.
"Hi Tes!" Molly shouted. Short brown haired girl with yellow eyes.
"Hi Mol!" Molly ran up. "Have you ever heard this little voice inside your head?"
Molly nodded. "Except I got rid of it."
"How?" Tessa said.
"I drank alot of red juice."
"Alright, I'll try that at lunch." Molly walked away. "Alright..bye..." Tessa reached for her locker dial. "22-3-18." She turned the dial. Click. She stuffed her backpack in, and took out her binder."
"Yo." Said the voice. "Turn around."
There was Ally, a shadow, not solid. Floating in thin air, doing a meditation pose.
"So that's what you look like?" Tessa said.
"Yea." She opened her blood red eyes. "Except I'm in my shadow form. I have a solid form like you but you will never see it."
"Why?"
"Cause you'll be dead soon!" Ally's shadow disappeared leaving behind an echoing cackle. Everyone looked at Tessa.
"Did she just threaten us?"
"Weirdo."
"She's so gonna die."
A few snickers then the get to class bell rang. "Better go." Tessa said to herself. She walked to class 8-B, and went to the back of the class. Nobody noticed her. Everyone had friends except her. She felt like the poor loner, always feeling sorry for herself.
"Class, sit." said the teacher walking into room. Everyone rushed to their seats. "Pull out your textbooks." Tessa and the class got theirs out. The teacher started going on and on about stuff Tessa didn't care about.
"Hey, teach, everyone hates you!" Ally's voice called, from behind Tessa.
The teacher walked to Tessa. "Ms. Peter, would you like to share to the class?"
"I-I-I uh didn't---"
"Yo, you ugly!"
"Excuse me?"
"You skank ass. Heh..." Ally's voice.
"Ms. Peter, go to the office." Said the teacher, steaming.
You had to?!
"That's the way it's gonna be for the next 5 days! Haha!" Ally poofed again.
"Ugh." She walked down the hallway, down the stairs and to the office.
"Tessa...calling the teacher an ass?" Said the admin. "You know better."
"Yes I do."
"No I don't!" Ally yapped. "Stupid ugly bitch!"
"That's it! We're sending you home! Your gonna be suspended for the next 2 days!"
"All right!" Ally laughed. "Maybe I can do sum fun!"
"Why are you happy? You know what, don't answer that and call your mom."
"Okay..." Tessa grabbed the phone and started dialing. "Hi mom. I got in trouble and---"
"Your a dick!" Ally laughed.
"Tessa! When I get there, your in so much trouble!"
Hey voice, STOP!
"Nah."
"Who else can see you?" Tessa said to herself.
"Only you....for now..." Ally laughed. "Other people used to see me...but they didn't live to tell the tale..."
YOU'RE A MURDERER!?
"I prefer the term psycho." Ally laughed.
Your the devil!
"No. I'm his grand daughter."
WEIRDO!
"No."
Tessa's mom stormed in. "Let's go young lady!"
"I didn't mean it! I'd never say stuff like that!" Tessa cried.
The next morning, it was the exact same thing, until day 4.
"Wake up!" Ally cried.
"Ah!" Tessa screamed. "Do you know not how to scare people?"
"It's Friday! Get dressed so we can scare people."
"Maybe I'll just stay home."
"NO WAY!" Ally said. "If you do that, you'll be gone by 9 pm!"
"Wait, what!?" Tessa yelled. "You're gonna kill me?"
"Not necessarily."
Tessa got up and walked down stairs. "Mom I don't want to go to school..."
Tessa's mom smiled. "Alright. Go back to your room."
Tessa walked back up stairs. "Hey ghost thing, I'm not going to school."
"Your loss!" Ally yelled, sifting through papers.
"HEY STOP!" Tessa said. "That's personal!"
"Homework is personal?" Tessa rolled her eyes.
Tessa sat on her computer for a while. Ally moving around.
"Dammit, do something else!" Ally yapped.
"Oh please, you can leave."
"Actually, no I can't. I'm bound to you until I have completed my assignment..."
"Oh well, wanna go downstairs?" Tessa smiled.
"To do what?"
"Get food?" Tessa ran down stairs, Ally in shadow form, following her.
Tessa, chewing a cupcake ran back up, 10 minutes later.
"Something wrong?" Tessa asked.
"No, just go back to your game."
"Alright?" Tessa shrugged.
Tapping the keys, Tessa didn't see the reflection of the shadow girl with a knife in her computer screen. The alarming scream made her mother run upstairs.
Written in blood on the wall was:
Let me tell you my story. My story begins with Jessica.
Jessica always forgot her glasses. Too bad she couldn't see me. Then there was Phillip. Phillip had long hair. Too bad it blocked his vision. Then there was Molly. Molly never checked underneath her bed. Poor Molly. Then there was you. You never did anything wrong, you were just too focused on your screen to realize I was behind you.
Thursday, June 4, 2015
Charlie's Rise
Charlie, at the age of 2 already mastered reading and algebra. Guess you could say she was a little Eisenstein.
Charlie, a six year old girl in 9th grade, blue eyes and cat ears, was about to face life.
Just breathe. She reached for the doorknob of her new English class. She twisted it. What if they don't like me? Mommy always said one friend makes a hell of a good difference. But Xevier says friends aren't worth anything. She collected her thoughts and then turned the knob.
"Oh hello." Said the teacher. She didn't look above 30, with soft brown hair, smiling face and pink eyes. "Are you the new one?" Charlie nodded. "Come over here, introduce yourself." She silenced the class. The teacher nudged her forwards.
"Um.." Don't stutter. They'll think your a weirdo. "My name's Charlie. And, well, I'm here because the other grades were too easy..."
One of the kids raised their hands. "How old are you?"
"I'm six."
"What's with the cat ears? Are they fake?" Said a another.
"No actually, they aren't fake. I guess you could say I'm a demon in a human school. But I'm too young to hurt any of you. Even if I really wanted to, I wouldn't." Charlie smiled, holding her books.
"Why don't you sit next to Jose." The teacher pointed. The students seemed so obedient for 9th graders. It might have been because it was a private school and Marcus High only accepted the best.
Charlie sat down, next to the boy named Jose. She noticed the boy's mouth was stitched closed. That's gotta hurt. He passed her a note.
Hello, Charlie. I'm Jose.
Hi, Jose.
He seemed nice.
You look like Neji from Naruto.
Oh yea. I can't speak. And yea, I wasn't really going for his look. :)
Charlie nudged him and then smiled.
"Okay, class, take out a book and read." Said the teacher. She came over to Charlie. "Charlie, my name's Ms. Lee, you can ask me for almost anything."
"Alright." She smiled.
When the bell rang, Charlie walked downstairs. Many people looked her direction, but she didn't care. Luke always told her not to care what others thought, even though it tore her mom apart.
The piece of paper that was in Charlie's hand, told her where all her class were, and what they were, and where her locker was. She turned the dial, correctly on the first time, and shoved the book in. Next was P.E.
The girl who owned the locker to her left, slowly came up. She had seen her at the beginning of school. She had midnight blue eyes and blonde hair that you could see was bleached. Her hair, you could see the brown roots, it was fading rapidly. She opened her locker then looked at Charlie.
"What're you staring at!?" Charlie wasn't even looking at her. She put her books in her locker. "Aren't you a little young to be here at Marcus High? You don't even look 10."
"That's because I'm not 10." Charlie closed her River Blue-cat pupil eyes and smiled.
"Goodbye, loser bitch." She slammed her locker.
Hmm. Charlie knew that people like that couldn't get to here. Besides she looked like one of those kids born in Heilo Valley (Heel-Leo Valley). Heilo Valley was about 10-15 minutes outside of Vale, but the scenery went from trees and buildings to literally nothing within that time. Out there, all you could see was a giant ditch, about 10 miles wide and more than 100 feet below sea level. It had its own river, and a bunch of neighbor hoods and a few camping grounds. There was one entrance and one entrance only. It didn't have street names, only campsite names. So your address would be something like:
Allison Lee
Wind Heart, House 82
Heilo Valley, CA 95264
Charlie, changed for P.E. looked around at her classmates.
"Time to take roll." Laughed the teacher. He had shit brown hair and brown eyes, He was tall, not as tall as Xevier, though, but he was slightly muscular like Xevier. Charlie saw the girl with the locker next to hers.
"Martin Scarlet." A boy with long curly black hair and purple eyes. He had earbuds in. "Take those out, Martin." He looked at the roll. "Haley Hart?"
"Here." The girl with the locker next to Charlie's.
"Kimmy Oliver?" Kimmy waved. Short girl with long red hair and pink eyes.
"Charlie Azuna?"
"Here." Charlie said.
Haley nudged Charlie and mouthed, "Punk."
After the teacher was done taking roll, he assigned what to do. All the other students started running. One caught up to Charlie.
"Hey kid." She said. "I'm Carter."
"I like that name."
"You look new." Carter said.
"I am. But well-"
"See the coach?" Carter asked. Charlie nodded. "Haley is his daughter..."
"Oh?"
"Carter! Keep Running! No slowing down!" Mr. Hart yapped.
"But you weren't slowing down..." Charlie whispered.
"He does that all the time."
Charlie raised an eyebrow.
"Let's go out to the track! Run or walk 8 laps!" Coach Hart yelled. The class ran out side, Haley trailing behind with her dad.
"That little girl ain't up to anything good...." Haley said.
"Eh get used to it, rich girl." He said. "She ain't leaving."
Haley stopped, her dad continued walking. She rolled her eyeballs.
She walked onto the track, seeing Charlie coming up behind her.
"How many laps you done?" She asked. "I've done 3!"
"Erg..."
"Slow poke!" She said, running ahead.
After a few seconds of jogging, Haley was on the ground, knees bleeding.
"You little---You'll pay for this!" Haley yapped.
"I'll have you know, I'm not helpless and yet again...My parents are stronger than your dad and you combined."
"Stupid demon kid."
"Keep talking like that and you'll fail 9th grade.." Charlie stared.
"Stop trying to be so helpful!"
"To Hell with you."
"Charlie will you take Haley to the nurse, then go to office?"
"I won' take Haley, but I'll be glad to go to the office." Charlie's eyes got smaller and smile got wider.
At the office, Charlie was still smiling.
"Why do you look like you're up to something?" asked one of the admins.
"Oh I don't know.....It's my face." Charlie said. She may have been cute but she could be creepy.
Charlie walked in on her biology class. There were words scribbled across the board.
Faceless Kitsune
Hell's Angel
Cat Hart
"Faceless Kitsune." The teacher, Ms. Kal slammed her pointer against the board. She waited for Charlie to take a seat. She had gotten detention and nothing more. "Can anyone tell me in what manner is a Kitsune?"
"Wouldn't that be a animal?" asked Haley,band aids on her knees.
"Anyone add to that?" Charlie raised her hand. "Yes?"
"A Kitsune is not just an animal. Kitsunes are known for having speed and strength. They usually come in the forms of cats, foxes or wolves. Dog Kitsune's are rare."
"Very good." She smiled. "A Faceless Kistune is exactly what it sounds like. It is. A Kistune without a face. But these Faceless Kitsune's are known to possess people. Then eat you from the inside out."
"Won't the Kitsune only possess one body?" one of the boys from the back asked.
"No. Faceless Kistune's can possess as many people as they choose at once, including their own."
"What about a Cat's Hart?" Charlie asked.
"A Cat's Hart isn't just anything. It's a source of demonic power. It's the source of every creatures power."
Dad's never told me anything about that....
Haley stared. At the end of the school day, she saw Charlie.
"Go to Hell, smart ass."
"Gladly." She squinted.
Sorry for the late post. Took a while for me to think of what to put in here.
Charlie, a six year old girl in 9th grade, blue eyes and cat ears, was about to face life.
Just breathe. She reached for the doorknob of her new English class. She twisted it. What if they don't like me? Mommy always said one friend makes a hell of a good difference. But Xevier says friends aren't worth anything. She collected her thoughts and then turned the knob.
"Oh hello." Said the teacher. She didn't look above 30, with soft brown hair, smiling face and pink eyes. "Are you the new one?" Charlie nodded. "Come over here, introduce yourself." She silenced the class. The teacher nudged her forwards.
"Um.." Don't stutter. They'll think your a weirdo. "My name's Charlie. And, well, I'm here because the other grades were too easy..."
One of the kids raised their hands. "How old are you?"
"I'm six."
"What's with the cat ears? Are they fake?" Said a another.
"No actually, they aren't fake. I guess you could say I'm a demon in a human school. But I'm too young to hurt any of you. Even if I really wanted to, I wouldn't." Charlie smiled, holding her books.
"Why don't you sit next to Jose." The teacher pointed. The students seemed so obedient for 9th graders. It might have been because it was a private school and Marcus High only accepted the best.
Charlie sat down, next to the boy named Jose. She noticed the boy's mouth was stitched closed. That's gotta hurt. He passed her a note.
Hello, Charlie. I'm Jose.
Hi, Jose.
He seemed nice.
You look like Neji from Naruto.
Oh yea. I can't speak. And yea, I wasn't really going for his look. :)
Charlie nudged him and then smiled.
"Okay, class, take out a book and read." Said the teacher. She came over to Charlie. "Charlie, my name's Ms. Lee, you can ask me for almost anything."
"Alright." She smiled.
When the bell rang, Charlie walked downstairs. Many people looked her direction, but she didn't care. Luke always told her not to care what others thought, even though it tore her mom apart.
The piece of paper that was in Charlie's hand, told her where all her class were, and what they were, and where her locker was. She turned the dial, correctly on the first time, and shoved the book in. Next was P.E.
The girl who owned the locker to her left, slowly came up. She had seen her at the beginning of school. She had midnight blue eyes and blonde hair that you could see was bleached. Her hair, you could see the brown roots, it was fading rapidly. She opened her locker then looked at Charlie.
"What're you staring at!?" Charlie wasn't even looking at her. She put her books in her locker. "Aren't you a little young to be here at Marcus High? You don't even look 10."
"That's because I'm not 10." Charlie closed her River Blue-cat pupil eyes and smiled.
"Goodbye, loser bitch." She slammed her locker.
Hmm. Charlie knew that people like that couldn't get to here. Besides she looked like one of those kids born in Heilo Valley (Heel-Leo Valley). Heilo Valley was about 10-15 minutes outside of Vale, but the scenery went from trees and buildings to literally nothing within that time. Out there, all you could see was a giant ditch, about 10 miles wide and more than 100 feet below sea level. It had its own river, and a bunch of neighbor hoods and a few camping grounds. There was one entrance and one entrance only. It didn't have street names, only campsite names. So your address would be something like:
Allison Lee
Wind Heart, House 82
Heilo Valley, CA 95264
Charlie, changed for P.E. looked around at her classmates.
"Time to take roll." Laughed the teacher. He had shit brown hair and brown eyes, He was tall, not as tall as Xevier, though, but he was slightly muscular like Xevier. Charlie saw the girl with the locker next to hers.
"Martin Scarlet." A boy with long curly black hair and purple eyes. He had earbuds in. "Take those out, Martin." He looked at the roll. "Haley Hart?"
"Here." The girl with the locker next to Charlie's.
"Kimmy Oliver?" Kimmy waved. Short girl with long red hair and pink eyes.
"Charlie Azuna?"
"Here." Charlie said.
Haley nudged Charlie and mouthed, "Punk."
After the teacher was done taking roll, he assigned what to do. All the other students started running. One caught up to Charlie.
"Hey kid." She said. "I'm Carter."
"I like that name."
"You look new." Carter said.
"I am. But well-"
"See the coach?" Carter asked. Charlie nodded. "Haley is his daughter..."
"Oh?"
"Carter! Keep Running! No slowing down!" Mr. Hart yapped.
"But you weren't slowing down..." Charlie whispered.
"He does that all the time."
Charlie raised an eyebrow.
"Let's go out to the track! Run or walk 8 laps!" Coach Hart yelled. The class ran out side, Haley trailing behind with her dad.
"That little girl ain't up to anything good...." Haley said.
"Eh get used to it, rich girl." He said. "She ain't leaving."
Haley stopped, her dad continued walking. She rolled her eyeballs.
She walked onto the track, seeing Charlie coming up behind her.
"How many laps you done?" She asked. "I've done 3!"
"Erg..."
"Slow poke!" She said, running ahead.
After a few seconds of jogging, Haley was on the ground, knees bleeding.
"You little---You'll pay for this!" Haley yapped.
"I'll have you know, I'm not helpless and yet again...My parents are stronger than your dad and you combined."
"Stupid demon kid."
"Keep talking like that and you'll fail 9th grade.." Charlie stared.
"Stop trying to be so helpful!"
"To Hell with you."
"Charlie will you take Haley to the nurse, then go to office?"
"I won' take Haley, but I'll be glad to go to the office." Charlie's eyes got smaller and smile got wider.
At the office, Charlie was still smiling.
"Why do you look like you're up to something?" asked one of the admins.
"Oh I don't know.....It's my face." Charlie said. She may have been cute but she could be creepy.
Charlie walked in on her biology class. There were words scribbled across the board.
Faceless Kitsune
Hell's Angel
Cat Hart
"Faceless Kitsune." The teacher, Ms. Kal slammed her pointer against the board. She waited for Charlie to take a seat. She had gotten detention and nothing more. "Can anyone tell me in what manner is a Kitsune?"
"Wouldn't that be a animal?" asked Haley,band aids on her knees.
"Anyone add to that?" Charlie raised her hand. "Yes?"
"A Kitsune is not just an animal. Kitsunes are known for having speed and strength. They usually come in the forms of cats, foxes or wolves. Dog Kitsune's are rare."
"Very good." She smiled. "A Faceless Kistune is exactly what it sounds like. It is. A Kistune without a face. But these Faceless Kitsune's are known to possess people. Then eat you from the inside out."
"Won't the Kitsune only possess one body?" one of the boys from the back asked.
"No. Faceless Kistune's can possess as many people as they choose at once, including their own."
"What about a Cat's Hart?" Charlie asked.
"A Cat's Hart isn't just anything. It's a source of demonic power. It's the source of every creatures power."
Dad's never told me anything about that....
Haley stared. At the end of the school day, she saw Charlie.
"Go to Hell, smart ass."
"Gladly." She squinted.
Sorry for the late post. Took a while for me to think of what to put in here.
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