"Oh poor girl," the lady said, she had short dirty blonde hair.
"What do you mean?" I asked, walking towards her. I could tell she was a witch because I'm pretty sure she was playing with a snake.
"Oh, just how the professors at your precious academy," she got up and faced me, "Let you die!"
It was Medusa! She had clean arms though, all of her tattoos were gone. Well, not gone, but they weren't on her arms, instead, they were on the ground, probably 3 or 4, I couldn't tell exactly how many because they were entwined. They were inching their way closer to my feet.
That's when I finally looked down "What in the hell am I wearing?!" I squealed. The dress was definitely old, or made to look like an old one at least, it was like a frock from the 19th century.
"HaHaHaHa," Medusa laughed, "You really are clueless, aren't you?"
"About what?"
"You're in your head," Medusa explained, "The spell I put your soul under has taken full power. You're not dead though you look like it on the outside. Lord Death is probably already treating you like you're gone," she said, examining her nails.
Wha-ha-at? I-I'm dead?!" I began to remember what I hadn't realized I forgot. The fight with Medusa. The big ball of black she shot at me. Maka and Soul. I remembered Black*Star's arrogance and Tsubaki's Sweetness. And Kid. I remembered all of his silly qualities. His OCD attacks, his ability to get so sweet so easily, how he always thought of others first (unless it involved symmetry, of course). I smiled at the very thought of him now. It's hard to believe I used to remain calm around him, I was scared if I ever saw him again I would flip out and become my normal awkward self.
"Haha yes sweetheart, you're dead. Or might as well be," Medusa cackled.
"So I AM dead?" I stepped closer.
"Well no, not technically, you're in a death-like coma. You seem dead. But the academy doesn't feed dead people right? NO! Of course not," she laughed, "They bury them! So if you don't die of starvation first, you'll suffocate in your coffin," Medusa said all while not looking up from the snake in her lap. "You know the best part? They think they're doing you good by burying you! But they're really killing you themselves," she burst out into evil laughter, causing the snake to jump a bit.
I walking closer to the evil witch (who, miraculously, hasn't noticed my approaching).
"Oh how wonderful it is to be a wit-" and she disappeared. Gone. POOF.
"Hello?" I called. "Where'd you go?" I turned around. "Are you gonna jump out?" I started tearing up. And then what's the worst thing that could happen?
*Thunder* "AHHH!" I screamed and fell to the ground, crying. My hands were pressed so tightly over my ears I could feel my heartbeat in my hands.
I was alone.
Scared.
And crying.
Great.
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Hey I know it's short but ill upload tomorrow or Friday I PROMISE. Hold me to it, ok? And maybe within the next few chapters we'll get some KIDXCORA going on, ok? Well bye. Fan and Vote. Love you! Haha
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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.
