I don't own anything!!!!! You can use Violet Fallen! I would like to know though so I can see the other lives she lives out :D !
Basically, I got boird and did this... people liked it and now it is completed. The ships I like aren't included!
I groan as I push myself off of the ground, I reach up my hand to my head as my head throbs from the collision. That's when I freeze, my hood was off, I reach down to pull it up but its no longer on my back. I slowly sit up straight, and look over at my cloak that is on the floor where I was standing. I realise no body has made a word. They are all looking at my back. I quickly turn, Stein walks up,
"Ms Fallen nice to see your well after the incident." He offers a hand. I smile and shrug my shoulders,
"I can heal quick"
"A deep wound to the stomach is not a little scratch"
"Like a said I can heal quick"
"Yet your back hasn't heal" I freeze, my smile gone,
"Oh, you saw that" I say in a strong voice. I take a chance to look around. Everyone is watching, open mouthed or frowning, I look back to Stein.
"There is no point in healing it" I say matter-of-fact,
"Why?"
"Well..." I move to the desk and sit on it, "It would be more painful if I heal it fully and then when needing them I will have to ripe open my skin" Everyone does weird face at the sentence. "But I have to heal them a bit so that you do not see my inside... or something like that...".
"You say 'them' what exactly are you referring to?", I smile like the Cheshire cat.
"Want me to show you?"
"If you wouldn't mind..." I leap on to the desk, and face the class,
"I hope you enjoy this moment as I probably won't ever see you again" I do a slight bow.
"What do you mean?" Both Stein and Kid say, well Kid almost shouts it, I smile a sad smile,
"Depends how you take this" Then I knee down with one hand on the desk, closing my eyes I take a deep breath.
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Fallen Soul
Fanfic(DeathTheKid LoveStory) Meet Violet Fallen. She holds many secrets. When inrolling in DMWP she meets Death the Kid and other friendly people. But when a cut leads to questions will the class, or even the school, accept her for what she is?
