Chapter one: When the white and light turns pink
A/N: Welcome to my new story, White Hood! Ever longed to attend Beacon Academy? Or fight monsters in the world of Remnant? Well so did this character. I think a lot of you will be able to relate. For some reasons I like randomly switching POV's like this because it helps me get a different view of the story
Amaya POV:
Let me explain some things to you. I'm Amaya. Amaya Grey Blake. Which pretty much means "white, gray, black", in case you were wondering.
James POV:
They call her "White Hood"
Narrator POV:
Everyday after school, she sat up in a tree. It was almost like it had been made, no grown for her. It was pretty tall, the huge trunk was hollowed out and completely clean. The one actual branch it had was thick and dented. And still she sat there everyday until 5:30. Waiting for something.
James POV:
She's been at our school for as long as anyone can remember. Our school, George. Is actually a chain of schools, it goes from preschool all the way up to high school. A couple years back, when Amaya and I were in 6th grade, the kids at school made a rhyme thingy about her. It goes:
White, Gray, Black.
Of the White Hood.
Whatever she does
It can't be good
White, Gray, Black
She sits up in a tree
Thinking of something
Maybe a monster killing spree
White, Gray, Black
Born with fire and gold in her eyes
Her spirit is not alive, but still it never dies
Looking at the skies
Amaya Grey Blake
When the light and white turns pink
That's when she is most awake.
White, Gray, Black
Of the White Hood
Every day she waits
And herself she isolates
A/N: Hope you enjoyed this first chappie. For all you Complicated Lovers out there, don't worry, I'm currently working on new chapters for both of my stories. Luv you guys!