Moona: Hey guys! Sorry for skipping like, two days in a row! D: I was at a friend's house, and her internet was broken. Well, I hope this chapter makes up for it!

Amu: Is this one about Winnie?

Moona: Yeah, I want you guys to know about her life. I know, my OCs lives are always sad. Dx

Amu: Well she owns nothing but her plot and OCs. Enjoy chapter ten!

The Diary of Violet

Chapter Ten: Secret Past, a Broken Mask, and a Curse

Winnie's POV

I got up way earlier than usual today. I had to get out before they found me. I got up quickly and threw on the uniform we had that was a dress with long sleeves. They'd never know this way, especially since it's great cover up. I grabbed my stuff and let my hair down, brushing it out. I grabbed my violin case and headed outside as quickly as possible. It was only 4am but I ran to school. Once I reached the school I panted and fell to my knees at the gate. I sat down, panting and silent tears running down my face.

"Why? Why?" I whispered to myself. I buried my face between my hands and let out some of my tears. After a few minutes or so, I wiped them away and stood up, grabbing my violin out of the case. I held it up to my chin and held up the bow, ready to play. I closed my eyes and started the melody. (A/N: Think of Ikuto's melody in the anime! :D)

A few people passing by stopped and watched. I opened my eyes a bit and stared at them. The normal procedure followed through . . .

I took their Heart's Eggs and marked them with an X . . .

I closed my eyes again and continued the song. What was I doing? Well, why don't I explain.

I, Winnie, have been cursed with the power to make others loose their dreams. Mother and Father call me Dream Stealer, Witch, and many other things. I am a regular human, yet . . . why was it me that was cursed with this power of mine? Why was it me? Yet, whenever I take their dreams and will, they whisper their dreams to me. Their hearts were weak before, oh yes indeed they were, and the whispers of their hearts were faint. Yet . . . I can't stop it . . . I'm a monster . . . aren't I?

Sometimes, they mock me. They talk about how they see into my soul too, and how it is still pure after through everything I've been through. Even after being locked up in my basement by my parents while they tried to perform some sort of ritual on me . . . trying to get rid of my curse. I cried all night long that night.

"Don't dance around my feelings," I said to that egg, and crushed it in anger. After I realized what I did, I cried until I passed out. I looked at my watch when my song ended, and it said about 4:47am. I held out my hand to the X eggs and stared at them sadly.

"You don't deserve to be stuck like this . . . I'm sorry . . ." I whispered, placing them near my heart and they became purified. They returned to their owners and I sat back down, placing the violin in the case. I don't get it . . . why can I purify the X Eggs, but also make them into X eggs? I don't get it. What is my purpose?

After awhile, I fell asleep, wondering why I was here.

Zero's POV

I arrived early at school, it was only about 6am. I was shocked to see a girl by the gate, sleeping. I ran up to her and noticed it was this girl Winnie from my class. There were tears running down her cheeks, and she looked pale. I shook her a bit.

"Hey, Winnie, get up," I whispered. After a few calls, she sprung to life and her eyes were wide and she was gasping. She slowly turned to me and her face grew completely red.

"I-I'm sorry . . ." she stuttered out, seeing more scared than embarrassed, "I must have fallen asleep . . ." She looked around as if she were looking for something. I rose a brow. Well, she's mysterious all right.

"What are you looking for?" I asked, making her jump.

"X Eggs– I mean, u-uh! Birds! Yeah! Birds!" she exclaimed, throwing a hand over her mouth. I looked at her suspiciously. Did she just say . . . X Eggs? She knows what those are?

"Did you just say X Eggs?" I asked, narrowing my eyes a bit at her. She looked down sadly and nodded.

"I guess I can't lie . . . lying is bad," she whispered to herself, her face emotionless, "But . . . if you know what they are . . . you must be a vampire." She whispered, looking up at me, her eyes holding knowledge. I glared a bit.

"And if I am?"

"Then I know you," she stated. I was taken back by her answer.

"Wait, what?"

"I know you, and you know me," she said, her face flushed red. She hugged her knees to her chest and her large chocolate brown eyes went to the side.

"I know that you're name is Winnie . . ." I said, confused. Her eyes flickered back to mine.

"My name is Winnie, I am the Dream Thief," she said, her eyes holding pain, "And my fate is attached to yours, meaning that I am destined to–"

"Marry me?" I asked in surprise. Her face went red and she glared at me a bit.

"N-No! I am destined to kill you and your kind . . ." she whispered, looking down. I felt my eyes widen. She looked back up at me, her eyes innocent and hypnotizing.

"Do you know how much trouble I had to get into to and the risks I took to get here?" she whispered to me, "I had to do this all to kill someone . . . someone that I once knew . . ."

"You . . . knew me?" I asked, surprised. She nodded.

"Sort of . . . I always saw you at school, but we never talked, let alone you even noticing me. You were always focused on Violet-chan . . . and you still are . . ." she whispered, and when she trailed off, a hand flew to her mouth in embarrassment, her eyes wide, "Sorry . . ."

"It's fine," I replied, sitting next to her. She looked over at me, her face flushed.

"Why don't you just ignore fate?" I asked her, turning my head to face her. She looked up at the sky and smiled sadly.

"Because it always comes back to chase you down."

Moona: What . . . the . . . hell . . . did. I. Write!

Amu: I don't know O:

Moona: Neither do I but . . . whatever. Review please!