I'm TOTALLY wiping the slate clean... I deleted Behind My Mask and now I'm resubmitting it as Pour Les Yeux because I went back and read it and it was soOo bad... hopefully this version is better and I'll try to update more frequently .
Prologue - I Can Pretend
"Don't even start! Don't start, I know what you're going to say. I don't want to hear it. I'm just a normal girl..." Eighteen pushed furiously past her brother, throwing clothes off the hangers. Seventeen watched her raid her closet.
"You're not," he said quietly, leaning against the door. She stopped, and turned to face him, her blue eyes flashing.
"I want a normal life. I want to be like everyone else. I spent how many years killing people? I want the proms I never had, the boyfriends I never got to date, everything I missed because I was busy being a freak, a goddamn killing machine. Let me pretend, even if you don't think it's right," she shot back. In her face was an expression of angry sorrow. Seventeen threw up his hands.
"You're never going to fit in. Look at this place. How can you see through their eyes when we've played with the hands of death? How can you just forget everything and pretend nothing is wrong?" He shouted at her. "You're just going to be hurt. You're letting the human emotions poison your heart. Why are you throwing away all the power we had? I thought we had fun together destroying those stupid little cities. I don't care what you do, but I won't be the one to cry to when you meet your fall." He left her room. Eighteen watched the door close. With a sigh, she pulled a final outfit off the rack and slipped out of her T-shirt and into her new skin, as just a normal girl.
Seventeen was silent as they walked to school. Although Eighteen knew the morning's conversation still lingered in his mind, the fact that he'd walked with her showed that he'd forgiven her somewhat. In his hand were the fake identifications and certificates that Videl had drawn up for them. Eighteen had memorized everything on them, and was repeating all of it over and over in her mind. Finally – finally she could live the life that Gero had stripped from her. She knew that behind her blonde hair and blue eyes that there was a hardened killer. She knew that she would never be normal. But she knew that she could pretend.
Ookay... there was my really short prologue... please r/r! (no flamers please.. I'm a n00b T.T)