I know I'm updating kinda earlyish, but ever since I read Dirge for the Dead's fic, Destiny, I've been pumped. I command you all to read that before reading this, because Destiny is actually my fic, Fate, from Elly's POV. Plus an inside look on Elly's life (but you can also get that by reading Dirge's fic Johnny In Gotham, which is the prequal to Destiny). So I highly recommend that you read Destiny by Dirge for the Dead, it's seriously waaaaaaaay better than Fate. SERIOUSLY!!!

Disclaimer: I own nothing except for Destiny and her classmates. Dirge for the Dead owns Elly, yadda yadda yadda…ON WITH THE STORY!!

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Okay, so, like, just yesterday, I was completely normal. I had great friends and okay grades, and that's all an average 16-year-old is able to handle (A/N Dirge changed Elly and Destiny's age to 16). That, plus the worry of driving soon, right? WRONG!! Once I met Elly, I thought I made a new friend that would be like any other, gets you a present on Christmas and your birthday, has a party for your annual 'Friend-a-versery' and invites you to their parties, boy was I wrong. I'm standing here, in Elly's basement, staring at half-dead bodies being hung and tortured 'till their death! Yup, I can cross Normal off my bio.

"The truth?" I asked, an eyebrow raised. "You are far from telling me the truth."

Elly grabbed my coat and led me back up to her room. We sat on her bed, both ready for the beans to spill.

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"So what Mary told me was true?" I asked.

"Most of it," Elly said. "We don't move so the cops don't catch us, we move so my parents don't get put in the rubber room and I don't spend the rest of my life in an orphan's school taking special Ed classes and seeing social workers by force."

"I'm sorry," I said grabbing my bag, "I just can't take this all." That was when I left.

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That night, I couldn't sleep. I was too busy thinking about Elly. I took out my diary.

Dear Diary,

You wouldn't guess how my day went even if you could talk! Remember Elly? Well I went to her house today and we became friends. And you think that's the weird part? You don't know the half of it! Mary was right! Her dad's a coo coo psycho!!! And her basement, well…

I put the pen to my lips, then drew a poorly-drawn picture of Elly's basement.

So as you can see from this picture, her dad tortures about a hundred people per day, and I'm not fit to be an artist when I grow up. I need a Pepsi.

~Destiny

-- (A/N This part, I 'm just putting in for the hell of it, this really happened at school and it was just hilarious)

"Gabriella," Mr. Spines said. "Please give me an example of a chemical change."

"Antonio when he eats a bean burrito for lunch," Gabriella replied, filing her nails. (A/N LOL!! Okay, that didn't happen this year, I think it was from like, fifth grade. Yea, a long time ago. Moving on.)

Everyone giggled including Mr. Spines.

"Destiny," Mr. Spines said. "Describe photosynthesis."

I wasn't paying attention; I was doodling a picture that was supposed to be Elly's dad with a machete, but came out looking like a Jello monster with a lead pipe.

"Oookaay, Elly," Mr. Spines called. "What is the Law of Conservation of Mass?" (A/N I know! These are, like, fourth grade questions, but I'm not so hot in science!)

Elly didn't answer either; she was twirling a pencil sharpener with a solemn face.

"Why won't anybody answer me!!!??" Mr. Spines said. The bell rang and everybody cleared the hole, everybody except Elly and me.

"Are you two, like, dead or something?" Gabriella asked, for she was the only one left. My brain was resurrected.

"Oh, um, no," I said, packing my backpack. "I was just-"

"Just what?" Gabriella asked, she was now in front of my desk. Grabbing the piece of paper I was doodling on. Mr. Spines was gone too; he went to go get some soup or something from the teacher's lounge.

Gabriella looked at the paper and asked, "Is this Pepito with a pointy violin?"

"No!" I said stomping my foot. I tried to grab the paper back but she wouldn't let go. This caught Elly's attention.

"Why do you want it back?" she asked.

"Cuz it's mine!"

"Are you in loooove with Pepito?"

I became so angry with this, but I wasn't even strong enough to do the rope climb in gym! I couldn't fight Gabriella! Even if she is a prissy cheerleader.

The paper ripped.

"Look up you did!" she said. "You ripped your boyfriend."

"Shut up!" I shouted.

She pushed me backwards.

"Stop!"

"What're you gonna do about it, bitch" asked. She pushed me to the ground. I fell straight on my head. There were already tears in the back of my eyes. I couldn't believe it! I was so sensitive.

I got back up, but Gabriela pinned me to a wall.

"You're a weak little scum bag, aren't you?" she asked, smirking.

I wanted to punch that girl so hard, but you and me both know I couldn't do it.

Suddenly, two hands wrapped around Gabriella's neck and started squeezing. Gabriella's face turned a dark red. She let go of me and began to dance like a monkey in pain. Who was choking her?

Gabriella fell to the ground with someone's boot on her stomach pressing down hard. It was Elly!

"Get :choke: the hell :choke: off me :choke:!!"

Elly took her boot off of Gabriella's stomach and went for a punch in the nose. She then wiped the blood off her fist and looked over at me, smiling.

Gabriella got up, holding her bloody nose.

"Bitches!" she exclaimed, then ran out of the room to Mr. Sponge's class.

Then there was silence.

"…how did you-?"

"I've learned a few things from my dad."

I looked down at my feet, pondering everything. Elly, her dad, our friendship.

You don't want to be friends with her! The voice in my head said.

Why not? I replied to it.

She's dangerous!

Antonio with a chilly cheesedog is dangerous! Elly isn't.

I'm your conscience; I know what's good for you!

I don't care I you're the pope! You can't tell me what to do!

"I'm sorry, Lly," I said.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I'm sorry for storming out the other day."

"It's okay, I'm sorry for keeping secrets from you. It's just that, I'd never tell anyone in the world my secret, so why did I tell you?" she asked herself.

"I don't know. Why?"

"Because I trusted you, that's why! You were the first person I ever trusted! EVER! I don't even trust my parents yet!" Lly said. We giggled.

"…so," I said after a while of silence. "What now?"

"Well, usually in all the sappy friendship movies, the two friends hug," Lly said. We laughed.

All of a sudden, a women walked in, the principle. Gabriella was behind her with a Kleenix to her nose.

"Elly C., Destiny Freeman," she said with a rather unhappy face. "In my office, NOW!"

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What a cliffhanger! Okay, not really…but it was pretty cool. Well, before I sign off, I'd thought I'd just let you know that you REALLY need to read Destiny by Dirge for the Dead, you also REALLY need to read Dirge's other fics like Johnny in Gotham or Crimes and Punishment (for all you Inuyasha and Jhonen Vasquez fans). Also you MUST read some fics by Hypocritically Her! But not the M rated ones if you are underage. And you MUST NEVER read Our Story by Ann Nonimus. It's seriously an immature piece of shit on a shishcabob stick with a blender and mutant strawberries, yes, it is that bad.

PLHE,

~Nikki

(PS Only a few more days 'till WINTER VACATION!! w00t!!!)