𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓮𝓮𝓷 • 𝓫𝓵𝓾𝓮𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓵

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The monster known as Two walked through the forest. The other applicant's tag was weighing down her pocket, and the guilt weighed down herself. How could she do that? Shifting so recklessly with so many people around, she was delusional to think someone wouldn't be attracted to the smoke.

No, she didn't think at all. All she did was focus on defeating that guy. She shouldn't have shifted. If only she had thought more, she wouldn't have been found out by someone who was genuinely nice to her!

Slowly, wet drops began to roll down Two's face. She simply walked around aimlessly, not really caring anymore. Kurapika would surely tell the other three, and then, she'd be alone again.

I should have expected this though, right? She thought. No matter what I do, or who I attempt to befriend, they always leave me in the end. Because I'm a freak. A freak of nature.

Two clutched her cloak close to her, and let the tears fall onto it. She was back to normal now, but she looked awful. Blood was running down either side of her forehead from the horns that had been poking out of her skull, and her hair was filthy with blood from the wound that had been inflicted with the rock. Where her scales had been, her skin was rippled and cut, and her nails were covered with blood. The cuts stung a little, and she had an awful headache, but her skin would go back to normal in a couple of hours. This always happened after she shifted. She didn't take time to dwell on her appearance, though.

She was silently crying, walking through the dense forest without thinking.

A couple minutes later, she sat down on the forest floor in the brush and went over the events of the battle. She had said something to that man before Kurapika ran away and she scorched her opponent.

I will be your end. . . But there was something before that. A title. It was. . . My name is. . . Is Hyacinth. What was my last name? Gi- she- hi. . . Hira, no, Hiro. . . Kama. Hirokama. Hyacinth Hirokama. My name is Hyacinth Hirokama, and I will be your end.

. . . My name. . .


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maybe its impossible to make cliches sound good, I dunno. sorry its  so short

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