How long has it been? You know it was a long time that you were brought to this horrid place. Maybe months. It has to be... You started getting a baby bump.
You know it isn't Sting's, that was impossible. This terrible man: Lord Korozomo has taken advantage of you, made you watch death battles, made you eat the most disgusting food on the planet.
Every minute you were here your face was blank, your eyes had lost the passion they once held, very rarely did you smile anymore. "Why haven't you come to get me?" You whispered out loud as you were walking around to clear your head. "Where are you...?" And soon you started to think that no one was coming to save you, that you would have to live the rest of your life in this hell hole and have this horrid child.
Your magic energy was gone, you figured it was stripped from you when you got here. The soldiers all looked at you with lust, but every time you glared at them, they straightened up.
Your life was wasting away and there was nothing you could do about anything now. You just wanted to go home. You just wanted to be safe in Sting's arms... You just wanted to leave.
A/N: Hey guys! I hope you liked this chapter. I'm not feeling emotionally well today so it's kinda short. I'm sorry
Mirajane: Oh, it's okay. You'll be okay.
Wendy: Those mean people just don't care about your feelings.
A/N: Yeah but most of them are boys and they think making people cry is funny
Gray: Just forget about them
Elfman: they arent true men!
A/N: thanks guys... If only you weren't fictional
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Next Generation (Sequel to Falling To Heaven)
FanfictionSequel to Falling To Heaven (Reader X Sting). Revolves around the prophecy told in the last book
