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(Edit: I really apologize for not posting in awhile, I had to study for my finals, and now I'm on vacation where I am busy most days. But I promise that I will continue writing any chance I get, and should have chapter two up by the end of the month. Again, Sorry.)
Chapter One: Sewed Shut
My biggest fear in life is to be killed by a Guillotine. Don't tell me that the fear is uncommon, especially when you're forced to walk under about more than twenty of them just to get to your destination. That's why I hate the hallway to the Death room. My name is Heiji Kato by the way, I'm a Meister. Walking with me to the Death room was a strange girl who I haven't met before. She only stared down at her feet, not making even the slightest sound. Her silver hair looking as though it never seen a hairbrush in a long time. She is wearing a cloak that conceals everything except for her head and her legs. It took me a little while to realize she was looking back at me, her brown eyes fixated on mine, before she quickly looked away. We eventually reach the Death room, where obviously, Death was waiting for us. "Hello, hello! Heiji, Yumiko, welcome!" He said, waving as we walked towards him. So the girl's name is Yumiko? I think I've heard stories about her, however it's all pretty much just rumors. "So, Heiji, I've noticed that you failed to get along with yet another partner, this is your third this term. Honestly, how difficult can it be?" Of course that's the first thing he brings up. I don't get along with anyone very well, mostly because I have a very short temper and even little things piss me off. For example, sometimes in class I sit next to BlackStar, and most of the time he starts making me mad, then I threaten to make a BlackStar shaped dent into the table. It sorta just became a daily thing, so I don't really care anymore. "Since you are having so much trouble finding a partner, I found one for you. Heiji, meet Yumiko, you're new weapon." If I was drinking something right now, I'd do a spit-take. I know I'm bad with partners, but it's seriously annoying how he just decided out of the blue to partner me with someone without a moments notice. "Death, will all due respect, I-" He inturrupted me, "Heiji, I know you are quite capable of finding a partner. I just want to see if I can shorten the time it takes to do that. Now, be off to class, you're not getting the day off just because I called you here." I look at Yumiko, who glanced at me slightly before looking away, and we leave the Death room, knowing that I can't argue with Lord Death. Walking back down the hallway, I can't help but notice how silent Yumiko has been the whole time. "Hey, Yumiko... Why are you so quiet?" I ask. Before I knew it she was right beside me, looking straight into my eyes, I get a closer look of her face. Her brown eyes, her small nose. The next thing I saw honestly shocked me, in fact I almost vomited at the sight. She wasn't silent because of shyness, or because she doesn't have much to say. It's because her mouth was sewn almost completely shut.