Luanna's POV
It hadn't rained like this where I came from.
It had never rained, depressing like this when I flew.
I guess that kid was getting to me.
I don't know how, or why, he just was.
One moment, I'm madder than hell, the next, I can't stop crying.
...And I haven't cried, in years. Since before mother died.
Maybe I had to cry more, and not act like a boy.
Well, I had to before, because if I didn't, I would get beaten.
But I killed that man, so even if I went back now~
Wait, who said I was going back?
I know I didn't.
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The dark night finally headed to light of morning, and the depressing rain stopped, thankfully.
I was wet, and tired, but in truth, I had never felt better.
Alex and Zero finally came to my hideing place, as I took the knife, and through it in the river.
The river would take it who knows where, and then I wouldn't have ta look at it, because all of that was going to be behind me.
....Except killing demonds, of course.
Because if I didn't kill them, they were surely going to kill me, for killing all their little (big) 'friends'.
Isn't the game of revenge fun...?
"So, what happens if anyone finds the knife?" Zero asked, with the smallest voice I've ever heard.
"The fingerprints, and blood would be washed away, so there is nothing to be worried about." I told him, as I shoke my hair to get the depressing rain water out.
"So, where do we go now...?" Alex asked. It was only six in the morning.
"We stay here, uless you have somewhere else ya wanna be, 'cause we can't get anywhere untill it's at least ten, because I don't wanna wake up emotionaly depressed people." I snapped at him. He would be like this if he didn't sleep all night.
"Hey, Lunna, I know you didn't sleep, but just leave him alone!" Zero yelled at me.
"/Luna?/"
"It's okay that I call you that, right? I was thinking, since everyone's looking for a 'Luanna'-"
"No, it's cool." I told him.
"Well, please, your temper is what got you into this mess in the first place, I don't want it getting us anywhere but out of this now, got it?"
"Yup, good-for-nothing-shushnub"
"What does a shushnub really mean...?" Zero asked. I motioned him to come close, because I didin't want to say it out loud, and would totally not admit it out loud. "It's the poop that poop creates, but that's not the true meaning, I'll have to tell you that later." I giggled a little, as he put on a discusted face
"Is that even possible?"
I giggled, and ended up falling on the ground laughing. It was discusting, but yet, I'm the farthest thing from being a girl, except fot the fact that I AM one, so this was totally normal for me.
"Why are you so gross?" Zero asked with a discusted face
" 'Cause I am, shushnub,"
This was who I was, and I could finally let it show.
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Those With Wings
Teen Fiction***EDITING IN PROCESS WEAR A HARDHAT AND PROTECTIVE EYEWEAR*** Luanna and Alex are two teenage 'Angels' who were enslaved in a kingdom high up in the sky. They are the last of their type--those with wings. Zero is your typical teenage boy; a nobody...