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Intro: Hello! . I'm Aura's friend Day! I have a story too! Basically I'm trying to keep mine best in track with hers so please be patient! Um I'm obsessed with Kurt

-- sorry I know everyone likes him. But please give my fic. A chance! I've been writing fics since I was in 6th grade but I've never actually put one out. Oh aura is going to be putting fic online so if you have anything you want to say it has to go through aura first! Yey! Oh and I like hope nobody hates me . Buh-bye! –Day

P.S. I don't say like as much as it seems

Aura: hey people, Day's fic kinda comes before mine (time wise), but yeah their sister sites. Day was typing and I was yelling at her not too type too much lol. Yeah, but in case your looking at this fic and haven't reading mine GO TO MINE TOO!! Plz?? Yeah my fic is about my character, Aura Southern, and Warren Worthington who are (Day: "Married"), "no!" who are the angel winged people mutant things of evolution. Also my user name is JessiCat27 and its title is 'On Angel's Feather'. And ...umm... well that's about it, until I think of something else. Lastly this fic starts out with Day first getting her powers so don't get confused.

Current setting: Paris, France. A too Perfect day.

Off A Demons Tail

Chapter one: Perfect

...Run away

"Now however a day begins, it begins, but how it ends depends on how it starts. Each morning is like a new life and each night is the death of day. Remember that. But if you really think about it, doesn't the day kill the night...? Oh dear. Well..." A blonde French girl slammed down the red hard-back book she was beginning to write in. So far it had been a pretty good day. The sun was shinning, the birds were singing and everything was perfect. Except she wasn't glad to be back in France, she hated it. "I can't take it! RRAHH! I want to go back to America! Where I was encouraged to run, where you can flirt with people you don't know without having to sleep with them -.- French basterds. I want to go back to Eddington were I'm supposed to be. Not sitting here in some random café sipping cheap tea. . What should I do?!" she sighed and slammed her head down on the table mumbling, "I'm more German than I am French, I look too French...I'm just a normal French speaking German with a tail..." She looked up slightly, "well...? What should I do?"

The brunet boy across the table smiled and shook his head, "you really whine too much sister." He smiled at her with his emotionless eyes. "If you want to go back so much than go back Juan, go back!" He stood up, "Come on let's get home before Otasan starts to worry about us."

She growled, "I don't understand Japanese, Knife."

Knife smiled, "I don't understand French, Day, but I'm not complaining."

She growled furiously, "It's Juan! It's how you say Day in French! Get it right Nuyfu."

He glared at her, "Kono Yarou..."

She smiled, "Jai taime mon petite fere!"

He winced, "What'd you say?"

She giggled, stood up and took off running through the rapid crowd.

"Usagi!" Knife instantly ran after her as fast as he could. It was becoming rush hour and the crowd was thickening. "Tori!" She giggled as she maneuvered through the crowd; she knew it was going to be difficult for I'm to catch her, she had gotten such a large head start. She stopped and looked around. She was already home. Something odd had happened she fell back into the large front lawn. There was no way that she just ran a half a mile in seconds, but when she was running through the crowd it seemed like she was melting through them. It was impossible, "How did I...is this what Gallo said, 'Upon your best day night will fall and plunge you into darkness'?" She suddenly became tired, "I ...can't believe it."

She awoke with her brother sitting beside her twisting a blade of grass between his fingers, "Hey."

"Knife! How—how long was I out?" She asked and sat up.

"Not sure...five to twenty minutes. Could have been longer," he continued to twist the blade and it seemed to grow.

She marveled at it. It seemed impossible, was it actually growing, "how'd you...?"

"Day, it's called 'being a mutant'," the short blade was now flat in his palm growing every second he held it there, "Something you should learn about."

She shook her head, "What if I don't want to!? Gallo said I could be what ever I wanted to be. He told me to follow my heart!"

He handed her the blade of grass, "What's it tell you? Juan, it's not going to make you normal. So tell me what does your heart tell you?"

She smiled, "Invest in ice cream and buy a yacht."

He frowned, "I'm serious."

She looked at the sky it was magnetizing. She stood up and reached for the clouds. Closing her eyes, she felt the wind caress her face. She could see her older brother. "It tells me to become morning. And go home where my heart lies." A slight image flashed in her head brining her to he knees gripping her skull.

"Day!" Knife came to her side putting his hand on her shoulder, "We need to get you inside."

She nodded, "I have to go to a...America...to ...New York ...I'll find out why when I get there," she stood up, "Come on Knife I've got packing to do!" She walked toward the house. He followed nodding.

She went to her room pulling a suitcase out from under her bed, "Knife I'm going to leave tonight, don't tell mum and dad. I'll be staying with Gallo's wife for a few nights till I get enough money to go to America."

Knife shook his head, "Sophie doesn't want to have anything to do with you Day, and she's been so depressed since Gallo died. You would only bring back memories for her." Day shoved her brother so she could get to her dresser and she pulled out another suitcase. This one she opened, and it was full of money.

"So how far will three million dollars get me in America?"

Knife laughed, "Day, you'll get pretty far with that."

She closed it and smiled, "Good. Remember that lady who offered me a spot at that mutant reform house? Well I'm going to stay there. In New York."

Knife rolled his eyes, "Please. It's a house full of punks, you'll never survive!"

She frowned, "We'll see, I'll show you who the smarter 'mutant' is!" She put on a long tan men's over coat. It still smelled like her brother. She went to a mirror to see how it looked. It seemed to go wrong with her already defied dress code of a long blue sleeved shirt, pink vest and blues flares. Even though she liked how it felt. It was warm and heavy. She buttoned up the coat and picked up the two suitcases.

"Day where are you going? You know you can't drive yet, you not 18! You have to be 18 to drive here, this isn't America!" She opened her window and looked out, she was on the second floor. It was a long jump. "Day, what are you doing?" Knife walked toward her slowly.

"Knife, Gallo's alive, and in order to help him I have to go to America. I know I can't drive but I've heard of limos," she smirked. "Knife...if this mutant thing is real..." she put a foot on the windowsill and stuck her head out the window, "I'll survive this." She leaped out the window, securely holding on to both suitcases; just escaping her brother's dive. She had little time to think and instantly hit the ground. When she did her feet were poised so her knees and ankles could bend so they gave but she instantly stood. She had made it. She felt her rapid heart beat and looked up at the opened window and smiled, "See Knife, well it looks like I'll be leaving sooner than I thought!" She bolted across the yard toward a parked a limo and quickly opened the door, threw her things in, jumped in and closed the door and told the driver to pull away to the airport. She looked back as she rode away expecting to see her brother's sad face but instead he was smiling a shocked smile, waving. She turned around and exhaled with relief. She was free and now she was vulnerable to the world. She was no longer a jail kept princess but a wanted run away. She began to laugh hysterically until she drifted off to sleep dreaming of her older brother.

Let your heart

Free fall

You've found

Your way,

Follow it to

The end and tell me

Where it goes.

End Chapter One

Aura: There are lots more chapters to come; Day's making me type them out for her -.- . She would please pretty please like you to review and give any feed back of what you think. Thanx

Day: there's really nothing left for me to say, thanx again o.O "I'm making you type!?"