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I never thought about how my life would turn out. Being a dark mage, I was set to live forever as an 18 year old. But, life comes unexpectantly sometimes. When I was 15, my parents went phsyco and tried to kill me. In turn, they were shot down by AFF, Asasin Final Fatal. As an asasin agency, they took me in and taught me how to kill. I'm the only mage there, therefore an important part of the agency. Right now, I'm the only dark mage alive. Apparantly, when I have kids, if I have any, will be full-blooded dark mages. I'm supposed to be this incredibly powerful mage that surpasses all the rest, even the gods Loki, Odin, and the rest. But, really, I just want to live my life how I want it. Carefree, and killing bad guys. As a 818 year old teenager.
"Hey, mage! C'mere for a sec!" called one of the other guys I work with. "And let the insults begin." I thought as I sighed and walked over. "Oh, hey, can you step back a little. I don't want to get your old woman smell on me." he said, and started cracking up with his group of friends. I just sighed and decided to give him a little telling of his future. "Your name is Iruka Yamaguchi, right?" I asked. "Yeah, what of it, creeper?" he asked. That wasn't really my name, but they called me that a lot. "In 12 minutes you will trip over a bucket and blame it on one of your friends. In 62 minutes, you will run into the street and be nearly run over. In eighty two minutes, you will choke on your dinner and nearly die, after that, your life just gets worse and worse until you die at the you age of 16, which is your age now, correct?" I knew I was, but just walked away and left him there, pissing his pants. If you're wondering, yes, I was telling the truth. You see, out of all the powers I have, I am able to see into people's futures quite easily. It was only luck that I saw him dieing in a couple months. I walked back to my dorm room. Mine was the only door that was black. Inside was a single bed against the right wall. Next to th bed on the north wall was a desk, desk chair, pencils, paper, and laptop. Next to the desk on the north wall on the left of the desk was a door that led my, and my only, bathroom. On the left wall was a window. It had a a sort of bench right belowit that was really part of the wall. The bench was a black blanket with dark purple pillows and a bookshelf that stood close to it making it my most used reading space, and a dresser on the left wall that was two feet away from the window and almost three feet away from the door. On the south wall at the end of my bed was a t.v that hung about three feet above the ground on the wall. I closed my door and locked it so no one could get in. "I'm...really tired." I thought and fell asleep on my bed.
I woke up to the sound of rocks being thrown at my window. "Get down here, creeper!" a boy's voice yelled. I opened the window and looked to see Iruka. With his green mohawk and everything else you'd see on a delinquint. "What?!" I yelled. "You said I'll die in a few months, how do I die?" he yelled back up. Seriously, he insults me to the bone, than he asks for my help? No way in hell! "Sorry, but that's something you need to find out yourself." I said, and closed the window. More rocks hit my window. I went into the bathroom and took a shower. As I came out, I saw myself in the mirror. My long black hair, my black bangs that hung completely over my right eye. My dark purple eyes with my pupils the shape as feathers, right down to the last detail. I put my hands up, and stetched out my peach colored cheeks, making sure I was awake. I normally slept at night, the only reason I was up now was because Mr. Tanaka, the president of the agency, wanted me to show a new recruit around. I yawned and slipped on some clothes. A black tube top with a purple belt attached to it, a black skirt, thigh-high black socks, dark purple boots without the heel, a black lace choker with a dark purple heart hanging from it, and something I wore all the time, a small black clip that blended in with my hair that kept my bangs completely over one eye and barely touching the other. As I walked out, I turned around, and locked the door. I also made sure to put a few spells so no one could get in. I didn't want anyone ruining my stuff. After that, I turned away, and went off for Mr. Tanaka's office.
Next, Little star 2
- by CrescentVampireMoon |
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- Title: Little star 1
- Artist: CrescentVampireMoon
- Description: A new series that will be let out the same time as Cat's Paw. About a dark mage who works for an asasin agency, who meets a boy named Daisuke, who changes who life in many romantic, and unromantic ways!
- Date: 06/08/2011
- Tags: little star
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- Sally Spearow - 07/05/2011
- Awesome. I am looking forward to reading the next chapter. n.n
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