Author Note

Hey this is my first fan fiction. So tell me how I do, ok? Hehehe! Enjoy!

I have not, nor have I ever, own W Juliet. This in first person too so enjoy!

Ch. 1: Pasts Haunting

Little Ito walked into her grandmothers house, with a smile on her face. She steps into the living room and see red all over the walls and her grandmother on the ground. A fit, mildly buff man with red hair stood over her grandmother. He realized she was in the room. He saw Ito enraged with anger. She grabbed the cross, attached to the chain around her neck and detached it then spun it, the cross transformed into a scythe. She ran towards the man and then blood spattered on the walls… The man laid there with his eyes open. She had stabbed him with the sharp end of her scythe.

"Ahhhh!" I screamed! I immediately rose and unlocked the drawer at my desk, a pulled out a chest with a scull on it. I opened it and then looked in. My cross lay on a purple pillow. It still shined. I hadn't looked at it since I was 13. My door open and Ryuya entered.

"Ito what's with all the screaming…. Oh…. Nightmare? I hadn't realized… Um… I'll leave you alone. By the way you might want to put that away. Makoto-san is on her way over." He told me.

I nodded, "Yes this is something about me… I would never want her to learn about."

Ryuya left the room. I closed the chest and placed in the drawer, then locked it. I hurried to get dressed. I couldn't let Makoto see me dressed like this. He's a guy who wants to be an actor that has to go to school as a girl without being outed. It must be such a burden. I guess its okay. I get mistaken for a guy every day! I laughed. At least he has me. He's an only son, so he is naturally an heir to his fathers dojo. I put on the men school uniform and went down stairs and ate, then brushed my teeth. As soon as Makoto got here I grabbed my things and we walked to school.

I tried to think of him as I always do, but my dream that I had burned in my mind. Sadly, it actually happened. Why has my past come to haunt me? As I pondered on my questions I ran smack right into a pole. Makoto ran up, "Didn't you hear me scream watch out for that pole?"

"Heh heh! Nope! Sorry I was thinking about somethin'."

He asked, "About what Ito?"

"Eh… It's nothing don't worry about it! Hehehe!"

"You are such a space case!"

We got to school and we went to the gym to meet the drama club before school. We were getting ready for an assembly to get first year students to join drama club. This year we were performing Midsummers Night's Dream. I was Helena!Makoto and I as usual went out to introduce the play. When we we went to center stage it didn't feel right. Within a second I suddenly felt unsafe. Something flew passed me. I turned to look and see what it was and it was a sword. It had stabbed one of the set peices. The tree caught it.

A spearflew at me and I jumped over it. I turned to signaldrama clubto get away and suddenly I felt hands around my throat. I was sufficating. I felt a suddenchange inme. I feltanger.I steped on the persons foot and they let go. I turned and kicked them in the ribs. I was enraged and angered. It was a rave haired, semi buff guy. I knew him. He was a small peice of my past that andI knocked him to the ground. His name was Yuyari. I then pushed my foot on his throat. I suddenly began to crave for his pain. Wanting to hear him scream. Wanting to see fear in his eyes. I pressed my foot harder on his throat. He began to sufficate. I saw fear arise in his eyes. He slipped out a knife and thrusted it into my leg.

I payed it no mind. Blood gushed every where. I pressed harder. I felt hands grab my arms and pull me back. I escaped the grasp and turn and kicked them in the face. Makoto fell back. He placed his hand on his cheak and was stunned. He saw that there was a change in me. He saw a coldness in my eyes. I felt a sharp pain on my neck. I turn and saw a needle in a hand... My vision grew blurry. I couldn't see who was holding it. My body suddenly became weak and collapsed to the ground. I suddenly grew tired and everything grew black. I passed out.

Later I awakened in a white room... I was strapped down to a bed. "What the hell?" A dark figure walked towards in a cloak... The figure pulled down the hood of the cloak... It was... me... "Gasp!" I awakened in a hospital room. I sat up and breathing heavily... "No... not again. I can't... I won't... I..." Tears gushed out of my eyes. A hand rested on my back. I looked up and it was Mako. "Mako? Wh... what happened?"

"You don't remember? Lets just say you've got a good kick... "

"Huh? What about the play?"

"Uh... you really don't remember?"

"No." I shook my head.

"Ah well lemme see... short version... some guy attacked... you went psycho and attempted to kill him... I pulled you off him and you kicked me in the face... and some lady knocked you out the an anestetic needle," Mako smiled.

"...Oh... sorry Mako. Are you okay?" I question.

"Yeah, I will live." He laughed.

The door openned and Yuto, Ryuya, and a woman walked in... I know this woman. "I... I know you. What in the hell are you doing here? Did I not tell you to stay the hell away from me! You and the rest of those damn people! Get the hell out of here!"

"Aww... is that how you treat an old friend?" She smirked.

"Ha old friend! Thats a good one. You are no friend."

"Im the one who saved your ass! You're not going to jail thanks to me!"

"Oh how nice of you."

"So you are still a total bitch."

"Only to you." I smirked, "So how you been you old slut?"

"Fine you skank! How about you?"

"Good." We both just laughed as Mako and my brothers stared in confusion.

Yuto smirked, "Its pretty embarrassing to say that we know them."

Ryuya nodded, " No kidding."

Makoto asked," Uh... they know eachother? Who is she?"

I smiled, " Her name is Setsuna! Its a long story and most I would love to forget... I apologize in advance. Promise me you won't get mad?"

"What? Why?"

"Just promise me, Mako!"

"I promise."

"WELL! Heh! Heh! Um... Its apart of my past I kept from you..."

"Uh... well since she can't seem to open her mouth... There is this underground fighting known as the blood wars. She had taken part of it since she was 11. She gave it up when she was 15... That part of life she went through hell. She was an undefeated. the stages she went through though... short version, she went from angel to bad as to suicidal to finding herself and being herself," Yuto smiled.

"I was very cold hearted back then."

"I've heard of the blood wars but the only one that was undefeatable was... oh." Mako covered his mouth with his hand.

"Yes I am the grim reaper and I am not proud of it. I have paralyzed people and placed them into acoma. To this day it still haunts me."

"Ito san..." Mako's eyes saddened.

"Gee I wish a dress looked good on me like that." Setsuna randomly blurted out.

"Wow talk about change of subjet." I laughed.

Suddenly a rock came slammed through a window. A tall figure came through... "Hello Grim Reaper... heh."

"You... you're..." Fear

"Thats right... And Im here for you... Heh heh heh..."

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