Charm Of Leo

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         -Leo-

    "I don't think it's working," Derek snivels and he and Marcus both burst into giggles. I growl and start mumbling under my breath. This is the seventh time that Jewel's sent me into the kitchen to get her a refill of orange juice. I've tried time and time again to get her to fall for my unmatchable wit. And good looks. As I rinse out the glass, I look at my reflection. My white hair, marked with that unholy mark. Bad memories come to me now.

***** Flashback *****

   I was just awakening after my death at the hands of Lola. I remembered every bit of what had happened. How Selena had left me. The doctor had betrayed me. And Lola had murdered me. There's something funny about an assassin being assassinated. I mean I crossed the MOD (Masters Of Disasters) agency, and survived. In fact I gunned down a good number of them. I've survived attacks by highly trained hunters sent to kill me. I've taken down godlike entities. I've done all that and yet I die by a six year old girl. And to make matters worse, the six year old girl that I raised.

   Anyways I had just awoken and was battling my conscience. I looked upon the fiery gates of hell. I looked over and saw this guy beside me, looking pretty shaken up. I lay my hand on his shoulder. "Oh come on bro, I'm sure it won't be as bad as you think." I'm fact I'm pretty curious as to what lies beyond those gates. He looks at me and scoffs. "Yeah, it's a normal 4 seasons." I smirk.

    We walk up to the gates. I stand in front of it and close my eyes and try to imagine. Who knows, maybe I'll meet my sister down here. She was murdered 6 years ago. (Technically, 7 in the present). Nah, I doubt it. Eh, who cares, I bang on the gates. Some pure shadowy figure opens it. He's a little, well actually way shorter than me and is hunched over. He has sharp claws. He's about the same height as a gremlin. I smile at him. "Hey, little guy. Well aren't you just the cutest little thing there is. I just wanna p-He glares at me and holds up his hands.

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