Deception?
Pilotslover
Rating: PG -13
Chapter: Prologue
Reason: Just blood really, and I hate rating systems
Summery: Kuja's back and he's after Vivi. But is it really Kuja? And what does Vivi have that is so desperately sought?
AN: Welcome to chapter one, this is really just a tease, to set the scene.
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Like rain, the blood dripped down slender fingers onto the pure white snow; he followed one drop in it's downwards journey, watching as the blood that was his life stained the white crystals scarlet. He stood perfectly still, not seeming to feel the wounds he had; a deep gash on his arm had torn through fabric and flesh, drenching both with its intriguing colour. Yellow eyes drifted slowly up to the stars, weakness over took him and he dropped backwards, landing heavily on his backside.
Stinging tears drifted down his cheeks, he did not know why he was there, alone and scared in that place of cold and exhaustion. His mind was soon too heavy to comprehend his fate, blacking out completely. Like an angel of death, red wings flowed at his sides, dying snow and ground with the essence of life.
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Pilotslover
Rating: PG -13
Chapter: Prologue
Reason: Just blood really, and I hate rating systems
Summery: Kuja's back and he's after Vivi. But is it really Kuja? And what does Vivi have that is so desperately sought?
AN: Welcome to chapter one, this is really just a tease, to set the scene.
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Like rain, the blood dripped down slender fingers onto the pure white snow; he followed one drop in it's downwards journey, watching as the blood that was his life stained the white crystals scarlet. He stood perfectly still, not seeming to feel the wounds he had; a deep gash on his arm had torn through fabric and flesh, drenching both with its intriguing colour. Yellow eyes drifted slowly up to the stars, weakness over took him and he dropped backwards, landing heavily on his backside.
Stinging tears drifted down his cheeks, he did not know why he was there, alone and scared in that place of cold and exhaustion. His mind was soon too heavy to comprehend his fate, blacking out completely. Like an angel of death, red wings flowed at his sides, dying snow and ground with the essence of life.
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