... Allison's story ...

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"I would say anything if I were you..." Allison swung her sword around. "I'll say what the fuck I want." Hope sassed. "Oh you wanna go?" Allison smirked. "Don't think Mr. Drandeor would appreciate that now would he? We gotta go on a mission soon anyways I heard." Hope shrugged and placed her sword and whip in their cases. "Fine, whatever." Allison placed her sword back in her case as well.

This was the summer of 2016...
Way back when both girls were only one month into Kingador Kline Warrior School.
It is currently 2021,
Now both girls are two of the most strongest warriors alive...
Both have many scars from previous fights.
Allison has a huge scar on her face. A humongous scratch that goes diagonally right on her face. That is only one of them...

"You destroyed me! You made me lose all my trust...I HAVE TRUST ISSUES THANKS TO YOU!" Allison stood fiercely with her sword in her hand. "What are you going to do? There's nothing you can do anyways.." Replied one of her worst enemies, Bella. "I can too, you're just making a big fool of yourself.." Allison approached Bella slowly. "You deserve nothing after what you did to me." Thats when the first move was made, a battle had begun, a very angry, violent, battle...  Allison tried stabbing Bella but yet she blocked it. Bella had managed to stab Allison's right arm.. blood dripped from her arm as she fought this beast of a human. Bella has now managed to bruise up both of her legs. Both of them almost solid black, bones shattered, she still didn't give up. Allison couldn't give up, she had to teach Bella she wasn't a weakling anymore, she couldn't lose at all. She wouldn't lose, at all. Allison cut Bella's foot off, Bella fell to the ground with the sword in her hand. And while falling.. the sword scratched Allison's face and there... there Allison lied.. giving up even though she told herself she wouldn't.

To this day Allison looks in the mirror in horror.
Hating herself.
THINKING she is a weakling.
Knowing the huge scar will be there on her face.
Forever.
Allison only knows one thing at this point.
She has her best friend by her side no matter what.
On the darkest days, the sunniest, the windiest...
She loves her best friend like a sister.
And she always will.

Allison was born on July, 29th 2000.
Most people know her for her last name "Krumpter"
She gets called "Krumpter" a whole lot.
Allison has a brother and sister who are both younger than her.
Her parents have been together all her life, surprisingly some what proud of their daughter for becoming one of the best warriors. Allison's best friend is Hope of course, they have been friends ever since second grade, and have never been separable ever, never ever. Allison had been pretending to fight, fist-fighting, wrestling others, ever since she was three. I guess she just wanted to be a warrior that bad and protect the world. She lives in Verona, Virginia a fairly small town in the western part of Virginia, northwestern to be exact. She has all of her flaws of course, like every single human does. She doesn't care one bit really. She just cares about the people she loves, the world she wants to protect, and making people feel safe.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 21, 2019 ⏰

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