HI AGAIN! LOL IT'S BEEN SO LONG AND IM SO SORRY! I WILL PROMISE IM BACK! I JUST GOT GROUNDED BUT NOW I WILL WRITE WHENEVER I CAN! OK WELL I MIGHT WRITE ANOTHER SHORT FLASHBACK OR SOMETHING FOR CHRISTMAS SO UNTIL THEN MY PRETTIES!
The horrible news spread through Death City like wild fire, by the end of the day everyone knew that Dr. Stein wasn't successful at saving poor Cora's soul from Medusa's big ball of evil. Everyone knew that in the condition she was in she might not even make it through the night. Some people just didn't want to believe it, (Death The Kid, Soul, Maka, ect.) others had to.
Cora's POV
I, honestly, fit into the group that doesn't believe it. I didn't believe it cause my soul wasn't under any kind of stress. It wasn't even changing its wavelength. Everything was normal.
That and I thought I'd be more, more sad, I guess, if I knew I was dying. I always thought that if death was guaranteed I'd be more sad, scared, depressed, I don't know. I didn't feel anything.
I mean, if anything, I felt a little disappointed. Disappointed that Dr. Stein couldn't get that ball of pure evil out of my soul. Disappointed that he lied to me and said I was ok. Disappointed that Lord Death went along with it. Just disappointed.
But, as promised, at the early hours of the morning my soul started to feel the side effects. I could actually feel my soul wavelength speeding up in hopes to keep up with the increasing deterioration of my soul. It wasn't at all painful, just very uncomfortable.
Anyways, I made it through the night, on the sole belief that my friends would show up early and I would be able to say goodbye. I let myself believe that's what I wanted, but I really just wanted to see Kid one more time.
At 7:30am, when the infirmary allows visitors, they all piled into my room. Saldy, by the time they were here I couldn't even talk anymore. All my energy was going towards to my steadily increasing soul wavelength. It was good, in my mind, cause I couldn't cry. No one knew how sad, and scared I really was. This was when it hit me that I would never be able to say goodbye, never actually tell Kid how I feel. This made me even more sad. It took my dying for me to admit to myself that I liked Kid, who the hell cares anymore, I loved Kid, I have ever since our first night when I had to put all his clothes away cause he needed them perfect. He said I was good at being perfect. I lied when telling the story. I didn't go right to bed that night, I laid there and tried to convince myself that I didn't love him. I sat there till 5am telling myself I wasn't good enough. It worked, apparently, cause I never thought it would happen. Now, now that there's absolutely no chance at all, I finally said it to myself for the first time since that night.
"Just remember Cora, we all love you," Maka said, as she put her hand on my forehead.
There was a crowd of of yes's agreeing to what Maka had said. I tried to smile to show that I knew that, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't. I couldn't even smile. That's good I guess, cause whenever I'm on the verge of crying and I smile I just want to cry even more. I don't know, maybe it drains my happy glands, that's my guess.
Kids POV
I could see the sadness in Cora's eyes. I knew that she couldn't do anything. I didn't want to believe it, I just wanted to wake up from this horrible nightmare, I just wanted her to sit up and yell, laugh, scream that this was just a horrible joke. That she was just shitting us. More than anything I just want to see her smile, see her happy one more time. I could feel my eyes swell with tears as Cora's eyes closed for the last time. I couldn't believe it!
All my energy just left my whole body, I fell to the ground.
I cried.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
The New Reaper
FanfictionThis story is about Death the Girl who also goes by Cora. This daring 15 year old accendently falls in love with her meister after being sent to Death City after her parents comitted suicide side by side.
