Hey This Is KaiserGeass92. First time newbie

I love Inserts, well only a few, One being Heavenly Judgment By Colbub and The other being Heavenly judgment by AccessBlade. These two stories have inspired me too write my story.

I love KHR and i think that the idea to be reborn in it's universe is just plain AMAZING, so part of my motivation comes from this. So here goes nothing.

This is a rewrite. It has a better plot and it's longer.

Disclaimer: I Don't own any of KHR's character, only my OC's that are newly delicious-_-!

Please bear with this newbie.

I'm dead.

Completely, and utterly dead.

And I don't mean the "Oh crap! I broke something so now I'm dead" dead.

I literally mean I'm dead.

To heck with all who say all wells that end well.

The Name's Zellena Devon. If you can't pronounce it, it's cool. I hate my unpronounceable name anyway.

So call me Zell.

I'm dead. But, that should be obvious considering the dramatic Intro.

And right now I'm suspended in an endless dark space.

Apparently death doesn't mean an immediate light at the end of the tunnel. Just an endless, boring space.

So, since I don't seem to be going anywhere, I guess I'll bore you with what your probably wondering on about.(If not, you are now)

How did I end up here?

Simple. Because of an idiot, an angel, and a jealous wench.

It's common to always believe that you'll die in the arms of a loved one at old age. Heck, even dying in a disinfectant odored room at a hospital, strapped to dozens of machine, can fall into the same category at commency.

I'm wasn't so lucky to think like that.

I always believed that I'd be taken down by my constant hunger in a heart attack, getting hit by a speeding car because I read walking down the busy street, those church-obsessed people that believe I'm possessed, Or better yet in a cross-fire with the countless thugs that infest my hometown.

I even believed my grandmother would be the one to due me in. Being called a demon for a multitude of your live will do that to you.

But no, I died in a most unexpected, tragic death.

I died In a 'happily ever after'. A fairy tail. Like Cinderella.

Only, there wasn't a happy ending, just tragedy. Mine.

A simple bystander who's only crime was being the best friend of the princess and the idio-I-I mean prince.

Basically collateral damage. How's that for a tragedy.

It's only when everything starts to work out that all hell breaks lose in my end. But that was just it, I always ended up with the short end of the stick.

I wasn't much to talk about, even when I was alive. If anything I considered myself pretty Plain, Boring, if I was being honest.

I just had the unwanted ability to always happened to be in the wrong place, at the wrong time.

That and having troublesome friends.

My death, my unappealing reputation, are proof enough for that.

With or without my consent, which is most of the time, my name is pretty well known in these parts.

Is it in a good way? Definitely not.

Why you ask? Because I'm called Demon Zell from hell. (not very appealing is it?)

Because of various major misunderstandings and my so-called friends; For the last eight years, I've been known(Well I was) as one of the most vicious demon in my little town.

Even If I was just a normal 18 year old girl. Though some say otherwise (jerks). It sucks and it's hard to believe, I know, But It's the truth.

And even now, Dead-and-all, I still don't fully understand why it had started.

My not-as-exciting-as-it-sounds-like-in-the-movies violent life wasn't always like this. In fact It was the complete opposite.

I was once a normal, happily ignored kid. The anti-social, always-absent because she's sick, otaku loner girl in the back of the class that everybody ignored.

I wasn't Demon Zell. Just Zell. Or Zell the freak, as those narcissistic brats put it. A very preferred occupation if you ask me.

A weird thing to say, but I've never been much of a social person, so sue me.

There were only two people who ever bothered to pay attention to me, and they were Lena and Damon, the angel and the idiot. My friends at the time (...actually now that I think about it, the only friends I had...) that were more then enough for me (then I could handle).

I Ignored all, and Everyone ignored me. The scary-delinquent-looking freak.

Hence the old nickname. Zell the freak.

Sweet Loner-ness at the cost of name-calling and spineless threats, pretty good deal if you ask me. But even Good-things had to come to end... and the two idiots I called friends were the cause of it. After years of sweet loner-ness and bullying I came out of the closest.

And no. Not in that way.

I guess you could say my anger came out of the closet, and everyone had front row seats.

I really didn't mean to do it, It was a moment's rash decision. I swear.

Without giving it a second thought, I had beaten down a group of guys that had tried to jump Lena and Damon when we were going to the stupid girls house. It seems the two idiots had protected a guy that was getting beaten by these meat monkeys a few days ago, humiliated them, and they wanted payback.

Considering how those two were my opposite; rich, beautiful, kind, benevolent, the top of the social food chain that always believed in doing the right thing sort-of people. The suns incarnation in all that is warm and gentle in the world. It's understandable.

Damn idiots.

You know, all I wanted was Lena's mom to make me food. Was that so hard to wish for.

And though I tried to run away from said idiots at first sight of monkeys(Lena and Damon held unto me, so I really was unable to run) I had to help out in the end.

This was the start of hell.

Especially when my fist and it's very astonishing strength, sent that huge-looking guy through the wall. Ignoring the probably broken fist, I guess living and working in MMA training gym/family shop does that to you. That and pent-up stress.

Anyway, I had a gut-feeling that beating those guys up was a very bad thing to do.

A few days later, I got proven right.

Those monkeys were part of a very well known gang...one that didn't take kindly to having its members be beaten by a little short girl. Since our town is filled with many, many gangs. That was a very, very bad thing.

So in an effort to hold unto what little part I had left of my old, safe, loner life and, trying to keep myself alive in all. I sincerely apologized to everyone of them, Trying, the best a 10 year old girl could do.

Unfortunately, many didn't like how I looked at them with an 'undeserving' glare, when I did. Even if I never intended too, seeing as this is how I normally look.

They tried to teach me a lesson. It didn't go so well for them.

The next day, I found a hit placed on me.

A dead or alive hit...like in the movies.

You probably expected me to stand my ground and fight them head on, Like previously, as the nickname instigated- Demon zell- right?

No. I did what any other sane person would do in my position.

I ran. I ran and hid very far away.

I might seem like a delinquent or a freak by how I act, the color of my hair, my scary glare, my what seems to be abnormal strength, and even how I talk, But believe me when I tell you that I'm a coward at heart. I just don't like showing it.

But seeing as I was a 10 year old girl being targeted by a vicious gang of thugs...T.A.R.G.E.T.E.D. I could care less about acting tough, I'm going to run.

Lena, on the other hand, refused to acknowledge my cowardice. So I bravely (...NO! that dim-witted girl had to coerce and threaten me so I'd even look back) faced them head on and in some strange miracle ('*sniff* T-Thank you divine being in the sky*sniff*Thank you.'), I somehow survived,(not counting the countless injuries and the months-long hosplization by the way) kicked all their arrogant butts and was dubbed the school's strongest and scariest delinquent because of the mayhem I was said to have caused.

I mean of course it wasn't those thugs fault. After all the witnesses blamed me, the monkeys blamed me, the teachers and adults blamed me and Lena and Damon, they praised me. Little, barely -says hi to the teacher, old me rather then the vicious looking thugs. So of course it was me.

How nice isn't it.

And all because two idiots tried to be nice...

Why did I have the crappy luck.

I followed the rules,(...when it benefitted), I was on my best behavior,(I try!), I even ranked in the top 10 academically(..the only praise-worthy thing about me). So why do these things keep happening.

I'm 100% Guaranteed, human people.

I can't help that how I act gets confused for a temper and even if I try, I can't make my abnormal strength, and freaky eyes go away. Well I can stop the MMA lessons, but in my position it'd be plain suicide.

I don't go looking for fights, neither do I ask for them. I don't come form hell, I don't have horns, I don't have a flaming breath and I certainly do not wander the earth eating and tormenting souls.

You stand up for the only friends you got, or just to be plain nice and polite, when their jumped, and you get labeled as a demon. How does that even make sense.

Aren't goods guys suppose to be, oh I don't know be treated like good guys. Even my sickly-body fits the normal critique, so why can't the rest of me be treated the same?

How did Demon come into the picture when placing a title on me anyway? Does it look like I have any of those things I said I didn't have? Even Scary-Zell sounds better. And that's saying something.

Why!?

..

But I'm getting way off topic and whining again, aren't I. Sorry. Let's forget about my life story, which I know you could care less about, and move on.

This is about my death and how the three people I'd mention before, caused it. More so the queen diva. The villain. Wench. Her and her stupid jealousy

It all started on the day that went down in my top best moments; Damon dumping her royal divaness. Apparently he'd found his brain and fell for someone that's actually worth it-Lena- and gave her highness the boot.

Queenbee was not happy about this. She was humiliated beyond belief, at least that's what she thought, after being dumped In front of the entire student body by the school superstar. It also might've not helped that I laughed either.

You think she'd let it go. She had everything people would kill for; from looks to money (pssh- I know I would). But no. Until someone paid, she wouldn't give it a rest, And who better of a target then the cause of it. Lena.

So for the last few months Lena became the object of bulling. All at the whim of that stupid wench.

She had dirt on everyone, even the teachers, she could back that threat-Bully her or you get bullied- up. Adding to the fire that they didn't have someone like me or Damon to protect them, made the choice pretty clear.

So name-calling, vandalization of her stuff, and even beatings become day-to-day occurrence for her.

Reina couldn't stand me either(more then Lena if you wanted to put it in ranks) seeing as I was never afraid nor intimidated by her as she was of me. But despite her ego and as much as my peers didn't want to get bullied like Lena, they preferred not to get on 'Demon-Zell's' bad side.

Which was guaranteed if said bulling was to be discovered, If I might add. So no one took chances and everyone silently agreed to lay off it within my reach, even the wench.

To bad It got within my reach.

One day, Damon had found Lena badly beaten and chose to inform me while on my sick bed. After forcibly persuading the doctors to allow an early discharge from the hospital, I decide to look into this. Evidence First of course.

I faked my absence the next day and secretary witnessed, first-hand, Lena's torture. As the last bell rang for school that sunny afternoon, the nurse found herself with a multitude of concussion dealt students and my broken wrist.

It was justified, I had evidence.

Yet I really wasn't needed. If it wasn't for my lifeless personality I would have danced in circles, like any other hormonal school girl my age, at the idiot-girl's strength (but I didn't). She never backed down. She remained her bubbly kind self and won most of the people back to her side on her own. She's always been a good person to everybody around her, And I'm glad to know that because of that many ended their tyranny towards her.

So eventually everything started going back to norma-...Oh...wait.

No it didn't.

...Ahhh you forgot...didn't you.

Remember what I said at the beginning.

I died today. I died the day before my birthday on march 31st.

All because of a wench, an angel and an idiot. Remember?

Introductions aside, let me retale you what happened on this particular day.

I clearly remember it as if just happened a few minutes ago. Which it did.

It was a normal day. The skies were their regular blue with their same old clouds and their same old stale breeze.

Even the thugs that confronted me everyday day laid in wait like normal.

The only thing that felt off was the incoming rain clouds that seemed so out of place.

I should listen to my gut next time.

(Flashback)

March-31st-9:30am

"ZELL!"

"wammmf?" I responded through a mouth full of toast at the approaching girl. "Ewww. Swallow before you talk Zell. Your getting food everywhere" She playfully scolded.

Not bothering to look up from the book, I swallowed the rest of the butter toast and stated again. "What?" There was an excited grunt before I got glomped by the bubbly girl. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" She yelled with excitement.

I looked out of the corner of my eye and sighted. I Closed the book, grabbed the apple from my desk and turned to the Girl. "..."

"-Zell...?"

"And...who are you again?" I asked the deluded girl biting the apple.

Her eyes widened and her smile fell. After a while it changed into a harmless glare, and, very puffy cheeks. I smirked.

"Ha-Ha Funny. I never took ya for a comedian Stoic-face." She remarked back, flipping her shiny brown hair back as she let go. I shrugged and focused on the apple, taking another bite from the delicious red fruit.

"Stoic-face, that's new...morning Lena."

She encircled my poor neck again. "MORNING ZELL!"

I barely stopped myself from choking on the apple. I pried her away from my battered neck and glared. " If your just going to be annoying, be a 'good friend' like you 'say' you are and go back to your worshippers Idiot,*cough* your too loud." I said in disdain.

I could hear them from behind her back. The highly, annoying pitch of babble of gossip girls, flirty boys and fans. The Lena-worshippers.

So double-sided considering just a month ago they hated her. And they looked worried as Lena patted my back. I heard my name, I heard Demon So I glared, and they twitched. I raised an eyebrow to them and they twitched once more backing into the back wall of the room. I laughed.

Confused, Lena looked over her shoulder for the source of my laughter, and smiled. She made a gesture, probably to disworry them, and most exited out the class, while the rest moved from my line of stare. There goes one problem of the list.

Lena turned back and smiled." And now that crowd's gone. Too bad." She loudly, on purpose I bet, exclaimed with no true remorse." Besides, can't I spend the morning with my best friend like always."

I stared at her, wincing at the loud declaration. "Why are you so hyper? Even this is a new height for you?" I asked ignoring her previous question. I wasn't in the mood to tell her what I really though to end up having to horribly comfort her in the end. The grin on her sun-tanned face widened.

"Because it's your Birthday silly." she happily cheered .

I stared unfazed. I turned to the front and picked up my book( I'm a nerd so sue me)."It's not my birthday today, stupid." With that I reopened the book, finishing the apple and throwing the core out the window. I heard a thud and a hasty complain from outside as I started reading once more.

"~But, it will be"

"But, it's not." I bit back, flipping a page.

"Ahhh but of course it is my dear logical Zell...Well technically it's tomorrow, so you are right, but that's no reason to stop us from celebrating it now, Is there!" She grinned out.

"Then that ruins the whole concept of a BirthDAY does it not?"

"I believe it makes it even more special" She rebuked.

She strode to the unoccupied seat next to me and sat down. Her eyes turned to my desk and she grinned. "Your desk only proves my point right. By the looks of it, I'm not the only one celebrating it!" She happily beamed. I looked up from the book to the old mahogany desk and stared. On and all around were piles, and piles of gifts.

I shook my head and kept on reading. " It's more of a nuisance and hassle to be considered celebratory. "I said flipping another page." It took me half the morning moving all this stuff so I could even sit down. Imagine how much trouble it'll be when I have to get out." I paled at the thought kicking a gift close to my leg.

"~Really, I think it's sweet." She exclaimed sorting through the mountains of gifts. "They probably gave you all this now so they could celebrate your birthday before the weekend started. Your so famous Zell. "

I stared her with a blank face. "You really are stupid aren't you?"

"wha?"

"Here I thought you were just acting stupid. Guess even I can be wrong some times."

"T-that's cruel, I am not"

"Whatever, I really don't care."

"ZELL!"

Ignoring her, I looked at the gifts " There's no reason for these gifts at all, and if there are I don't see it. In fact-" My eyes loomed around the rooms occupants."...it seems more like an offering of appease then celebratory ones if you ask me." I got the satisfaction of watching the room twitch with a 'She found out!' expression.

Lena didn't catch on." Isn't that going a too far. Sure you might not get along with them, but you think too bad of people Zell."

"Say what you say, but it's the truth. You just think to much of them."

" I do not!"

"What about the Crayola kid accident back in 6th grade?"

"That doesn't count."

"How about the ice-cream man?"

"...ok. Touché."

"Hn..." I turned to my manga again. Lena dejectedly went back to sorting.

"So what are you going to do with these gifts? Are you going to-"

"Nothing" I interrupted. " Gifts, that aren't food, or money, are worthless. Letters-" The boys perked up at this. Weird. I went on" -especially love letter offerings from people I don't know, or care to do so, are meaningless." All around I could hear a wave of groans from the guys as their face fell...weirder.

"Don't say that. Gift, no matter what they are, are a always a joy. Love letters are just a way to show how loved you are, especially to you. Look how hard everyone worked on these." From behind her I could see everyone-especially the guys-give Lena a thumbs up. Suck-ups.

"Whatever."

She slammed her hands on the piled desk and glared. The room froze and the thumbs ups disappeared. "Everyone took the time to do all this for you so don't act so dejected!" She yelled with a scowl. The class went quiet as they backed away.

Unfazed, I closed my book once more . "...Despite the many times telling you not too, you got me a gift too, Didn't you?" She twitched

"..."

"..."

"What gave it away?"

"What didn't?"

"..."

"Were you also the one that let the cat out of the bag about my birthday as well?"

"..." I smirked. "When's the party?"

"...I repeat again. What gave it away?"

I grinned and opened the manga." Your too easy to read idiot, You better work on that."

She glared at me, muttering about acting too cool, before seating down in defeat slowly. She winced as the chair touched her shoulders, but gave no other notice or attention to it. I frowned and turned to the side to watch the rain clouds form.

"It also doesn't help you to drag my younger siblings into your plans, knowing they have big mouths." she twitched.

"They never open their mouths." Lena sighted

"hmm...true."

"You never knew we were throwing a party huh?"

"Nope. But now I do."

"Your a Liar!"

"It's not lying if you admit to it."

"Jerk!"

"Idiot."

"Manipulator!"

"Thank you."

"That wasn't a compliment. Don't act cool." she complained. Turning to me, she smiled. I frowned. "Your hurt" I silently, to where only she could hear me, stated. Her smile dimmed. "I'm not."

"Your lying." She tapped her fingers on the desk, a habit she had since we where little, that gave her away.

"Your too observant. she frowned" T-they were part of Reina's group, her followers boyfriends I think. They threw a few baseballs, but I got lucky. I saw it and moved away in time to avoid a hit to my face." she touched her shoulder and winced. "My shoulder on the other hand..."

My bangs covered my face. Lena grabbed my hand. "Don't get mad." she pleaded. I ignored her.

I slammed my book down, clearing the over-flowing desk. As much as I hated being in the spotlight as Demon Zell, I was glad now for the undivided attention. With the coldest voice I could muster, I turned to the class." You wouldn't know anything about this, now would you." I questioned, fully-aware of their eavesdropping on our conversation.

Everyone froze at the statement. I glared as some started inching towards the door. They looked scared and very fidgety at the declaration. If I remembered right they're part of the baseball team.

I got up, to be held down.

"...Zell." I turned to see Lena holding my sleeve. With a sad smile she hugged my neck. "I'm okay"

I looked at her and back to the room. The baseball jocks were nowhere to be seen. I Sighted for the umpteenth time. "I see."

For a while we stayed like this...I Stared at her and twitched.

"okay."

"..."

"..Okay!"

"..."

I twitched again. "GET OFF OF ME"

"But your so warm, You never let me hug you." She tightened her hold. My hands clenched into a fist.*BONK* "owwww! Don't punch, I could die!"

"OW! Don't throw books eithe-put the fruit down! I'm sorry!" The room's tensed atmosphere started disappearing as it watched on.

"Help! Zell is attacking me! Hel-WAIT! Don't punch me! I could really die!" The Brunette cried out. Ignoring her plea, The class soon started relaxing, fully used to the normal occurrences between us.

When I ran out of ammo to throw, The idiot escaped to her desk, taking all the annoying gifts and letters(probably so I won't have anything to throw at her when she comes back to my desk.) with her to safety. Ignoring her childish remarks from the back, I rubbed my hand in pain,(probably have to stop by the nurse again) propped my legs unto the cracked desk and took out the manga book that had fallen into my bag. I Opened it, and began to read once more.

Sigh. It was normal, plain day.

After a while, the teacher walked in as the bell rang. She got to the front as everyone got into their seats. "Ok everybody today were starting the era of shakesphere!" She exclaimed pulling out a copy of Macbeth out in the air to see. The room filled with loud groaning and booing.

"Heeey, Don't be like that. Let's just hurry up and do this. The faster we start, the quicker we get it done!" She exclaimed sickeningly sweet.

Everyone just muttered, taking out their own copy of Macbeth. "Good! Now Shut up, be quiet, and let's get started! Jake quit hitting on Laura, Lena put those letters gifts away." She turned towards me. "And Zell-" Everyone stopped. I turned towards her without much care. "Put your feet down and close the book."

"No."

"Okay!" The teacher then turned to the board and started the lesson. Everyone's face fell at the action and turned back to their books. I smirked. Demon-Zell had it's perks from time to time.

"ZELL!" I looked back and met a Lena that looked ready to nag. Hoping to avoid her dab less speeches, I complied. I closed the manga book again, when will I be able to finish you , and put my feet on the ground, taking out a copy of Romeo and Juliet in the process.

I had already read Macbeth, and hated it . What the point of a tale of a moody, power-hungry man, who-becomes-really-emo at-the-end. I'm not gonna read it again.

I sunk into the chair and turned to the darkened sky, ignoring the eccentric nagging of the teacher about the wrong book. I looked towards her to see her send a thankful look towards Lena ,like she always does, having given up trying to reason with me.

As the teacher tried to make shakesphere seem attractive to the very reluctant teens, failing miserably ,the class went on.

It was quiet, except for the occasional whispering and the silent snoring, as the teacher's poor acting bounced around the walls of the classroom. I stretched and yawned, scaring the person behind me in the process, and stared at the clock.

11:34a.m

Hmph. Even looking at the clock, in the same place, at the same time, everyday, was the same too. Exactly at 10:40am.

Wait. It was 6 minutes to early.

11:34a.m

That's a change. A new rut has been made. I smiled. I kept staring at the painfully-slow moving hand of the clock till, BAM! I was startled back, as well as most of the people asleep, when the twin class doors slammed open in the back.

We froze, especially when the one responsible, was shown to be. It was Reina. A very disturbed Reina. The type of Reina that made me involuntarily stand up from my seat, as everyone stared on in shock.

My head started ringing. ' What are you doing? Reina was forced to transfer last week because of the restraining order. She can't be here. That's not her, so just back away towards the opposite direction. This don't involve you Zell. Run.'

I Painfully ignored it and moved towards the back in the direction of the frizzled blond automatically. Stomach churning anxiously.

It didn't feel right. The deranged look she had on her face or how crazy and disheveled she walked with a purpose. A very ill-purpose at that. It made the warning bells in my head ring at max. The urge to run back started sounding appealing

It disappeared when Reina stopped directly in front of a very startled student.

Lena.

The gut-churning feeling I had the day I become demon-Zell. The ill-omen I felt when I stared up at the darkening sky this morning, after running away from the thug across the street. Even the thought of letting Reina get that close to Lena, let alone talk, being a bad idea, all crossed my mind in a splitting headache. The bells in my head screaming.

I stopped at the pain. But only for a second seeing as Reina just pulled out a revolver out towards Lena, freezing the girl in her place, and proving my previous assumptions right. I cursed as the pain got worse.

I hated being right.

I was shocked, We all were. To the point that it left our poor rambling teacher speechless, that made it an even bigger shock. But even more then that, I felt mad, angry. I picked my speed up towards the two, pushing the pain back.

Getting closer I started inching more and more slowly till I got to the row before the last. I thanked my luck that the gone-coo-coo-crazy-queen was so engrossed in shouting obscenities towards Lena, that she had failed to see me. I smirked when I got within reach to the Wench. I started crouching, getting ready to jump at her to knock some sense into her, until she started walking backwards.

I stopped smirking and stood from the crouching position. Without a second, I ran the rest of the remaining distance, breaking the frozen spell over the inanimate class in the process.

Reina grinned maniacally. "IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!" The bitter blonde screamed, pulling the safety from the unsteady gun.

"LENA!" With the force and momentum from the inhumane strength I was feared for, I jumped toward Lena and pushed. Not once thinking of the repercussion.

Seven shots were heard and then I felt pain. A very horrible pain. It trickled throughout every inch of my body, making it heavy and numb, like lead. My lungs started burning; as if I had just sucked in a giant gulp of water, the temperature of ice. My vision cut off, like a television turning off, and I felt myself fall to the cold, probably really dirty, marble floor in paralyzed agony.

I had pushed and taken the place of Lena.

"ZELL!"

I heard a shout. What was that? Lena? Where is she? I'm so tired. Everything was so staticy and cloudy, like how a microphone sounds when it hits the ground, that it was lulling.

"ZELL!"

The cloudy noise came back. The sleepiness disappeared. Move. My body felt so hot, yet very cold. Move. I screamed. I screamed and I screamed inside the black space. I yelled and...the T.V cut back on.

I swallowed at the skin-tearing pain as I pried my eyes open. I met with red-stained blond hair, and loud muffled noises.

I heard stomping, yells of panics, doors opening, and desk moving, and the old, school speaker and even the rain. It sounded far away. The sound of stomping and clutters in front off me started getting louder so I, forcing the excruciating pain back-God it hurts-, opened my eyes wider to see the commotion. It was cloudy and disoriented, But I could still see the silhouettes across from me.

I saw Reina's crazy, but scared, face connected to the floor in agony. Her maddened screeches of hatred bouncing around the endless noise. Does she ever shut up?

Untop of her was a large dog pile consisting of many male students from my class, our school's cop-Toby- and many teachers; The graybeard, ball-headed, teacher, from across the hall, the greasy black haired, beak-nosed teacher, from next door, and the Ms. Shakespearian teacher from my class at the very top restraining her.

I could've laughed at the scene, but I couldn't remember how to. I was just trying to breathe. I felt forgotten.

'...Wasn't I just shot. Shouldn't you people be like, I don't know, helping me not die instead of running around like chickens with their heads cut off. Hello! Person Dying down here. The pain kept my questions unvoiced.

I heard cell-phones beeps and many frantic voices calling for help. 911 was being called by the many times police was being said. Figures, Of course the queen would get all the attention In the end. I really am a side-character aren't I. Demon-Zell My butt.

I felt hands on me, Then a horrible pain. I couldn't hold the blood-curdling-scream back as I felt the world move at an agonizing speed.

I felt the hands and noise all around stop. My half-lidded eyes opened a little more and I stared at gray popcorn ceilings of the classroom as the hands finished flipping me over. Reina's cursing and screeching blending in with the chaotic noise of the entire once-again-active student body.

I felt soft hands press on my neck and then met deep, teary, emerald eyes.

There wasn't a smile on that face anymore, just horror. Her tan skin, was terror stricken pale, showing the splattered blood more clearly. The hairstyle I'd finally been able to do on the brunette was undone now, sticking to her face like brown, messy tears.

'...She still looked so pretty..so unfair' I mentally pouted. I coughed. I saw students and the teachers, surround me and Lena.

Had they finally notice me? They gasped...That answered that. Did I looked that bad?

I used the remaining strength I had, to get a look at myself, And wow..it was bad.

I was covered in blood, swimming in it. Practically a human sprinkler. Every time one of the many people(and Lena), who were now trying to stop my bleeding wounds, took their hands off, blood oozed out like shooting water. I wasn't a sprinkler, I was a fountain.

I couldn't help but cringe at the sudden thought of Jen's, the second oldest of my little siblings, reaction to my blood-soaked uniform. I guess the promise I made to her to leave at least one uniform in tact was broken now huh...then again I doubt that even matters right now. Sorry Jen.

I felt drops of tears on my cheek and turned back to a crying Lena. I frowned. She was a mess.

I forced a sloppy smile "Look at that. I didn't run.." Some blood spat out. "..Hey..I'm the one...dying...why do you look so h-horrible" My bad-attempt-at-a-joke worked as she cracked a grim of a smile.

"I-idiot, d-don't insult me now*hic*." Her smile twitched and the press on my neck got harder. "*hic*…Please, please hang on….I'm begging you." Lena stammered.

"LENA! ZELL!" A voice echoed in the bustling classroom. I slowly turned to see Damon burst into the room. I could see the idiot try to make his way towards us In the crowd, only to freeze as his eyes locked on to us. What was it with people today and freezing.

"O-Oh god…Z-Zell!" He stuttered out. At the back of my mind, an image of a smaller, more wimpier, Damon popped up. He pushed through the crowd and took a place next to Lena, trying to stop the bleeding with everyone else. "You idiot! What-What did You Do Now! Oh God! Just, Just Look At You!" He Angrily Spat out as he pressed hard on my neck. I Scowled.

" Idiot?...I-I can still...kick your b-butt" he cracked a smile. It was getting blurry. "...It's. It's getting d-dark... ." I mumbled out. Black spots were starting to appear around me. I unconsciously turned to the clock in front of me.

11:38 am. 4 minutes. All this happened In 4 minutes. Wow.

"D-Don't Worry. Stay awake! The Ambulance*hic* Is on It's Way. You'll-you'll be okay. Everything will be fine. I mean, You still haven't gotten my gift. or tasted the feast mom made you...Y-you still haven-*hic"" Lena cried out, unable to finish. She was desperately trying to convince me, Damon and more importantly herself. Damon only nodded. I smiled in pity at the optimistic duo, never taking my eyes from the clock.

11:39am

"... S-sorry..." Blood spattered from my mouth again as I looked at the whimpering Boy."y-you...take care of her…or I-I'll...I'll hunt y-you from my grave.." He only gave a shaky nod. I looked at Lena" I-I didn't save you….. j-just so you could wallow in pity. Qu-quit stuttering...I-I hate that….d-don' think... I-won't haunt you...to.." I slowly finished. My body was getting number at each word and the pain was disappearing. The black spots were spreading.

The two idiots, along with everyone else around me, tried to argue at my words. I couldn't help but laugh at their suggestions at surviving, only to cough out even more blood. Did they not see the human water fountain in front of them? Heh- And they called me dense.

"idiot...G-get-...shot 7 times...not okay.." They stopped at my words. The teachers had all but stopped sooner looking broken, and the others started slumped in defeat. They knew I was right. It was getting so hard to talk and their pained faces weren't helping either.

11:39 am

They started crying and shaking, my eyes started stinging."…s-stop...I-I promised...demo-...grandma that I'd nev...c-cry…"

My eyelids felt heavier. The image of 4 noisy brown-headed kids and a gray-haired crone flashed by."...take care of...old hag...brats f-for me. Elea, B-Ben and Tay..…...t-they probably haven't…..been influenced...much by me...s-so k-keep an eye..." It got Darker and darker.

"ZELL!""ZELL!" "zell!" "zel-!" Their voices were getting dimmer and dimmer.

I smiled at them "I'm going..first huh..." I smiled a little bigger."...I'll t-try..greet you..myself..so..t-take care. If y-you die...young...I'll be m-mad." "...zell!..." I coughed up more blood and turned back towards the clock.

11:40a.m...

I let out one final weary laugh "s-same old...ru-.."And then I was enveloped by silent darkness.

(End Flashback)

...And that's how the tale ends.

This wasn't like those tales were the hero who sacrificed themselves died in peace for their loved one. No sir. I'm far too selfish to die heroically for someone else. But apparently someone didn't get the memo up there.

Sigh...I only meant it as a joke when I said I'd go down in a cross-fire. Beside, I didn't even have the chance to fire back.

Killed by a cheerleader. Why couldn't it have been the food-related death Instead. Even the car sounded less painful and less heroically embarrassing.

Well at least it's better then the grandma scenario. Damn, irony. Who'd of thought that a devil would save the angel in the end. That's just not right. Then again my life was never one to follow normalcy.

So now I'm dead…...Damn it.

I started to feel myself fade from the endless black.

Fading I couldn't help but remember one thing. I never got to finish reading that book.

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