Bloom the undying

By: FunahoMisaki

(A/N: I own nothing and read last chapter)

It was the first day in Magix and Bloom had managed to freak out everyone with her cold dead stares, no not dead just blank. She knew what dead was, she's been dead plenty of times, she just gave them her usual blank stare. She had noticed how the teachers were tense at her stare but one lady took a single look at her and became horrified. She would have to find out why the red dressed lady looked so horrified. It wasn't of Bloom, she was used to seeing that, no she looked horrified for Bloom.

"Bl-Veranda are you… okay?" Stella asked remembering to use her fake name and earning a blank stare from Bloom. They were walking up the stairs to go and check out their dorm together and Bloom was watching the other girls rushing by with a flat stare as she wondered which of them she would die saving first, or which would lead to her next death.

"Ask me that when I wake back up." Bloom said flatly, her voice sending shivers up the teachers spines. Bloom was looking at another girl who was leaning over the railing calling to one of her friends.

"You shouldn't lean on the railing so much. It doesn't take a lot to go over it." Bloom said even as she grabbed the girl, some snotty black haired girl, by her shoulder and pulled her away from the railing.

"Weirdo! Don't touch a princess!" The girl said sneering as she pushed Bloom, only to look shocked and horrified when the red head went tumbling over the railing when she tripped over the girls bags which had been dropped right beside it.

Bloom just sighed and looked tired when she fell until she crashed with a sickening splattering sound right into the ground in front of the teachers. A few of the closer ones were hit and splashed with a bit of her blood.

There were screams and shouts and a yell of 'Bloom!' from Stella as some girls fainted. Bloom barely remained conscious herself, only being so used to the pain of things like this kept her awake for a little while.

"Go get Ophelia!" The red clad woman who had looked at Bloom horrified upon first sight yelled at one of the others as she knelt down by Blooms side. Bloom dazedly thought that it was a good thing the lady's dress was the same shade of red as blood or else those stains would be a bitch to get out. She would know.

"Hold… hold on. Just hold on." The woman said kneeling down and her hands flittering as she tried to find a way to help the girl but the look of distraught horror and shock on her face said that she knew there was no healing this.

"Don't… will…. Will be fine…" Bloom rasped out as she stopped the red clad womans hand weakly.

"You're bleeding out with your chest nearly in two!" The woman said looking alarmed and earning a smile from Bloom that was stained with blood.

"Not… first time…" Bloom said with a humorless laugh that had chills going down their spines as she coughed up some blood, making it splatter the womans hands and a bit on her face.

"Wake up… soon." Bloom said her eyes slipping closed as she took a 'nap' with a humorless bloodstained grin on her face.

When Bloom woke up she was in what clearly resembled a nurses office laying in one of the beds with what seemed to be the nurse looking at her shocked and a bit horrified.

"You shouldn't be awake for another few hours." The nurse lady said staring at Bloom shocked and earning a flat look from the red head.

"What happened?" Bloom asked sighing slightly, wondering what the story was now. Every time she died everyone else thought that something else had happened. She didn't know why or how it worked but she needed to know what the 'cover story' of sorts was.

"You blacked out from low blood sugar near the top of the stairs. Madam DuFour caught you before you could get hurt too badly but you still busted your nose on one of the steps and have quite the arrangement of bruises." Ophelia said looking worried and feeling guilty. She didn't mention the long scar going down the center of the girls chest that looked at least a year old now. She didn't mention the older scars her scan had picked up. She didn't mention the fact that girl should be dead from the wounds she got those scars from.

She didn't mention that she was sure the girl was cursed or something but she couldn't find a curse or any spell residue on her.

"When can I leave?" Bloom asked not noticing the guilty and sad look in Ophelia's eyes that the nurse tried to hide.

"After a little while. You're in good health now but Headmistress Faragonda and Madam DuFour want to speak to you." Ophelia said quickly retreating to let them in, not showing the tears in her eyes. The girl was so damaged…so broken and Ophelia couldn't heal or help her.

"She's awake now but she may still be a bit weak so don't stress her." Ophelia said letting the headmistress and the professor into the room, only to nearly be knocked on her butt by Stella rushing past her towards Bloom.

"Bloom are you okay? You passed out all of a sudden and you were bleeding and it looked a lot worse than Madam Ophelia said it was but I was so worried." Stella said nearly jumping onto the bed beside Bloom and earning a blank look. So Stella didn't remember? She wasn't surprised.

"I'm fine." Bloom said blankly as Madam DuFour walked over at a rather fast pace as well with Faragonda trailing behind her.

"Glad to hear that Miss Bloom. Now I believe we need to speak about your enrollment?" Faragonda asked smiling at the girl while Bloom merely gave her a blank emotionless look. Faragonda wilted a little bit but tried not to show it.

She had to focus on this and not tell the girl what had really happened.

After all how do you tell someone that they had died but didn't remember it, especially when it was only the teachers who knew the truth about what happened and actively covered up the blood stains?

How do you tell a sixteen year old who never knew of magic that she kept dying and didn't know it?

How do you tell a child that they died and no one except total strangers remembered?