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I backed away slowly from the demon. Nicolette tilted her head curiously, but then nodded, her eyes sad, as if she understood everything. "I'm sorry," she said through soft lips. "I didn't know…" "That I'm a monster?" I gathered myself and stood up straight. "What did you expect, me being a member of Alabaster's court and all?" She smiled softly, almost apologetically. "I guess I didn't know what to make of you, Gaito." My name again. I shook it off. Turns out everyone knew who I really was. I might as well just give up the farce. I swallowed hard, preparing myself for what I was about to ask. "How do you know my father?" I inq

I found myself on a small island. "Where are we?" I asked. "This is your old home," she explained. I looked at her confused. The place didn't seem familiar at all. Three kids ran across the scene. Two boys and a girl. They were laughing, the redhead girl trailing far behind the boys. I smiled. They looked so happy. As I watched them walk into a small hut a sudden realization rushed over me. I knew them. Kairi, Sora, and Riku. They were my friends. Suddenly, the world started to dissolve. Everything was disappearing, fading into darkness. Soon, the ground at my feet was gone and I was falling into never ending darkness. I woke in a cold swe

Jetta sat on the edge of her bed, packing everything she thought necessary for her trip to the human world. Jett, a dark god who was like a brother to her, walked in the room with the most miserable face she had ever seen him express. "So what's the big deal about these kids anyway?"he asked. "What's the big deal?!" Jetta exclaimed, standing up and glaring at him. "These are two children, who haven't even gone through puberty. They are months away from being near another town! Two twelve year olds, all alone! What's wrong with that picture Jett?" He thought for a moment. "Nothing." Jetta slapped him but it seemed to have no effect. "Never

The flowers surrounded her like the garden of heaven. She was definitely the angel. Aerith seemed to be replanting some lilies and didn't even notice me come in. Her hair was down, I noticed. She looked beautiful. I have never seen her like that. Her brown hair flowed so calmly and gorgeously in the cool breeze that came through the open door. I wondered where Zack was. I hoped he wasn't around. "Well hello there stranger," I said and she jumped up. "Oh um Cloud! I wasn't expecting you!" "Well honestly, I wasn't expecting you either." "Isn't that the biggest load of bull I have ever heard come out of your mouth!" Yuffie's annoying voice s

"Amane?" I looked up...and screamed. Hideki Ryuga, Light's friend from school stood over me. "Ahhh! What are you doing here?" I shouted "Sorry," he said, "I didn't mean to scare you." He held out a hand to help me up. Hesitantly, I took it. There he goes again, I thought, staring at me with that curious look of his. But what is he doing here? Didn't he die as well? "Is everything alright Miss Amane? You look like you saw a ghost." "A...ghost. haha, yeah." I fumbled over my words, I didn't know what to say. He looked me up and down. "Do you want to get something to eat?" he asked. "Uh um...yes. That would be great!" I needed something

“Close your eyes…and make a wish…” Why was he doing this? Zexion couldn’t feel like more of an idiot. Was he drunk? No…Zexion didn’t get drunk. Instead of wishing, he began to think back on the previous events of the day. Demyx was crying. At least, number six thought he was crying. However, when he approached, the childish blond looked up at him and smiled. “You came!” he exclaimed, wrapping his arms around the startled boy. “Lexaeus said you would if I cried; and you did!” Zexion cringed. “Idiot.” Demyx’s brilliant blue eyes got wide. “I’m not an idiot.

    March 16, XXXX*    Today was awkward in every sense of the word. I woke up and Liier (my roommate) was gone. I remember changing and getting ready as usual before rushing out of my room.    My hurried footsteps thudded obnoxiously on the gray tile of the academy's floors. I rushed down the stairs and through the lobby. My father awaited me, along with Liier's mother and father. All three of them were stern-faced as they eyed me.    I was muscular for my age, I suppose, and quite taller than the rest. I had inherited my father's inferno of a mane and my mother's enrapturing amethyst eyes. Although I was strong, I wasn't bulky. I was

"Ah, yes," he fixed his red eyes on me,  "I remember you, daughter of Lucifer. Zoe Blaire, if I recall correctly. Look at you, why you have grown so well. Weren't you conceived in the monastery on the borders of France? My dear, we must be siblings." "Just because we were made in the same castle doesn't mean we are kin," I snapped. He smiled sickly. "That old temple holds incredible power, Zoe. Still, I understand your belief. If we were brethren, you would have set me free by now." Poet shook his chains lightly and then hung on the wall, defeated. I twisted my sword hilt in my hand uneasily. "Why would I be so stupid?" His bloodsh