Italics without Quotations means It's the being inside Felicity speaking.
"Nothing left." The haunting voices said as I ran through a hallway that seemed to never end.
"Not even the shadows want you. What will poor felicity do now?" Sweat dripped down my forehead.
"Why run when there is nowhere to go. You are alone. Stuck in this world. Our pet." As the last word was said my body jolted awake.
The sandy terrain shifted beneath me as I stood up. Death city was in sight. About time you got your lazy ass up. The voice inside my head never ceased to annoy me. Always interrupting my thoughts at unnecessary moments. Damn. I hadn't even thought about what I would say to lord death once I approached him; "Hi, I'm felicity one of Medusa's failed creations."? It didn't even occur to me that I would have to speak to lord death to enroll me in DWMA. Joining the DWMA wasn't my first choice, or even my second. But now with Medusa, the kishin and Arachne dead, I had nothing better to do.
Almost ankle-deep in sand I packed up the minimal amount of things I had brought with me. Picking up the small blankets I had with telekinesis, I mentally shook them to rid them of sand and shoved them in my bag. My black satchel was placed on the sand and I sat cross-legged beside it.
"Come on felicity, you're half witch have human. An abomination. But your skilled in the art of lying. Try to figure something out to get into death city without being found out." Oh blah blah blah, you know you can't get through with this right? If you get caught they will skin you alive, you can't even defend yourself yet. " SHUT UP! Every time I try to think, there you go and distract me!" What are you going to do? Blast me with your oh so powerful witch magic? Oh wait... WHAT OH SO POWERFUL WITCH MAGIC?! You're nothing but a half witch, you can't even look after your self. She only kept you because Crona wasn't as powerful as she wanted at the time. But then, as you two grew up, she realized that Crona was more easy to manipulate and control, so she tossed you and I into the pit and never looked at us again! Now look at Crona and Ragnarok, LOOK AT HOW POWERFUL THEY ARE! We aren't even strong enough to a physical being for my self, I will forever be stuck in your head unless you harness the black blood like Crona did.
My head hung heavy and I sighed. "You're right Shanok, I'm weak. But that will soon change. I'll get into Death City, become a powerful meister. I won't be worthless." I lifted my head when I felt the sand beneath me start to vibrate and shift. Turning my head to the left I saw a black automobile quickly approaching, and the sound of loud music was heard over the roar of the engine. I put the black fabric that was attached to my cloak over my mouth and nose and stood up to make my self seen. Hopefully they could help me get into death city.
"Soul protect." I said smiling facing the on coming vehicle. Life is about to get ten times easier.
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