MayaXMizzy] Different

Chapter 2

Mizzy's P.O.V.

I can't take this hell anymore. The only sane thing here is Maya. She sings me a lullaby every night to keep me feel safe. She lets me cry on her shoulder. She makes me smile. She treats my injures. She helps me get though this life. I don't want that to end.

We're forced to go to a school. I hate it. I barley get to see Maya. I have to use a fake name. I want to go to the Bathroom and cry. I miss my family. I miss my Ma- I mean Maya. I guess I never meet Maya if this didn't happen. There's always a good thing that comes from a horrible situation.

Maya's P.O.V.

Finally Hell's over I mean School's no wait yeah Hell's right. Time to be a bad villain. We run downtown to find the heroes and before Massie could attack, David held my wrist and froze time. "I know who you are." he said. I smile "I'm glad. Who am I?" he looked at me in the eyes. "Maya Bird, sister to Nina and Nikki Bird." Now I'm shocked "H-How?" he simply said " I found your diary with a painting of you." My diary...After my sisters left the orphanage, I wrote in my diary more and more and even paint in it. "Don't tell my sisters." I say to him in a serious voice.

"I won't. Do you know where my sister is?" He asks me with concern. I can't tell him right now. "I do but I can't tell you." he gave me a sad look. I feel bad but she'll be hurt if I tell him. He unfreezes time and of course, we lose. We return home and Mizzy and I sit on my bed. Then I remember my diary and looked under my bed to see the diary which I find with the old and ripped cover. I grab it and open it to a favorite entry that I wrote. I show it to Mizzy and she reads it out loud.

Dear Diary,                                                                                                                     May 29, 1408

It is a lovely Midsummer's darkness and woe is me for the wings of my ancestry have yet to develop which fills me with much animosity for my blood sisters, Ninati and Nicolette who are elder to me become of age before me of the wings they gained. My eldest sister, Ninati have the feathers of the blazing Phoenix. Once she starts flying, It's like a flame dancing in the air! She gain the power of fire along with her wings. Nicolette who is younger than Ninati yet elder than me, has the Songbird wings of blue. She has the voice of an angel yet the depth of a demon. What shall my wings be? I pray to lord that my wings will grow and take flight with grace and beauty. 

The only, 

Amaya Swan Bird.