Free from chains

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dragonballdan13 School Of Legend

Blue, a girl with a boy like figure. She had long black hair and cold blue eyes. Her skin was tanned with a lot of bruises and cuts with scars, as you can tell she was troubled and got into a lot of fights. She's round the age of 13 with a cute baby face, still her vicious eyes were tricking people.

Her cold bare feet hit the floor as the chains around her ankles chased her. You could hear the girls laugh as she was running freely. Something seemed fishy, thousands and thousands of cash was dropping from her baggy shorts. Was Blue the sweet, boyish looking girl you think she is, or is she something you should fear. Come to think of it there's something wrong with her smile, her laugh especially. It sounded... Twisted.

Five years later.

"Load 'er up boys." Blue said tapping the camouflaged army truck. The truck drove off. Blue was no longer a baby face sweet looking little girl anymore, she'd grown up to work in the military, her face and look in general was fierce, vicious and threatening. Her hair was now spiky and short.

A ginger, curly haired teen, looking the same age as her with the same sharp eyes walked over smiling. "Hey Blue poo." The boy giggled as that was the nickname he gave her.
"Hey Oscar," Blue smirked and gave him a slight hug. "Pffft, can't believe you're my legion brother with that hair." Blue grinned and backed up from him. "Thanks for picking me up today, how's everyone else doing?" Blue striked a conversation as they were walking to the car.
"Well Kyle's reading his car magazine as usual, mouse brain(Arkhalis) is writing in his stupid journal..."
Oscar was cut off by Blue's complaining. "Ugh will he give his stupid little girly diary a rest already? Blue lighted a cigar and started smoking, letting Oscar continue.
"I don't get the deal with that...Anyways, we should be getting home." They both got in the car and headed home.

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