Crimson Devil. That's what they call me, Crimson because of my hair and magic type. Devil, well that's because I have a slight anger issue problem but, I don't know why they went as far as Devil. I'm not evil or any- --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Great, now it's just the two of us, isn't it?" I could hear Fico smirk. "Just shut up." I replied, annoyed that I couldn't relax with him around. "Now, that's no way to treat a friend, is it?" "You're not a friend. You're a monster." A serious look masked my fear. "I know you're afraid of me, Fiona. There's no use hiding your emotions. I mean, we are one and the same now." "No, we're not. Because I'm not a monster like you." I snapped back. "Oh, we'll see about that. Won't we, Miss Crimson Devil" After that, he went silent. Leaving me without peace, but instead with a disturbed silence that consumed my conscious...
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