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Fraise ---------------------------------------- Riddler
I'll soon make a story. XD
Thanks everyone! XD I'm continuing it. It's in Fraise's POV this time.
Chapter 1
Before I met him, I had never been courageous.
And when I did meet him, we we're absolutely different. I never knew that opposites attracted.
I was brought to him when my littlest sister, Kiwi Passion, died. She was a beautiful green wolf with kiwi designs on her lime green fur. And when she was gone, wiped off of the planets surface, my parents were in too much pain to keep me. So I was brought away.
When he asked me why living on his side was a good thing, I hesitated before telling him. He, who was immortal, would have never known that the other side of Netherfable was Heaven. For the dead. And this place, however messy and dark, was still for the living, and therefore it was better to live here. Or at least, for those who fear Death.
I've always feared Death. Death- Mistress Demorte (Of Death in French. XD). She doesn't have a black hood or a sharp weapon. No, she wears normal black attire, and I've met her, and she's said that she hates her job, but it's a job and she can't quit. No, she will never be able to quit, she says.
But I still fear her. All my life, I've always feared. And then I was brought to him, and I saw what he's been through, and I realized that all my life, I've been safe in my own little bubble, and I've never actually had to be courageous.
So now I've got to be brave. Every day it was a journey to beat those on top of me, those better than me.
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So we lived, exchanging words without speaking, until one day, he came.
Furious Vengeance, that was his name. He was a deep purple Nether horse with a flaming red and orange, fiery mane that shone like the sun. "Riddler," He boomed, his voice crackling with cruelty and a fiery voice that so resembled his appearance.
"Vengeance?" I hear Riddler whisper in confusion.
"Good bye," He chuckles softly as he disappears in the mist. Out of the remaining dew that curls down onto the ground, a small pup shoots out, her eyes murderous in the dim light. Her claws are long and unsheathed and they sink into Riddler's back.
"Riddler!" I yell, my eyes wide with confusion and concern. "No!" I yell, forgetting Riddler's immortality. There, on the ground, Riddler is squirming, his eyes wide with pain. I throw myself in the battle and the young wolf seems to just laugh even harder. "Idiot," I hear her whisper as she scratches my back and sinks her teeth into my neck. The voice sounds so familiar....
My eyelids flutter as my soul, my essence, slips away. And after staring at the tattered wall, darkness engulfs me as I let out a soft gasp and finally black out.
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"Riddler!" I sigh with a soft gasp of relief.
"Where- am- I?" He whispers as he stands up with a groan.
I'm not listening. I drone out the noised as I stare at our surroundings. We're sitting on large, white fluffly clouds, and a cool breeze is playing along in the sky. The sun stares down harshly down to us, and I'm glad to finally see the light. I haven't in a long time. It's a perfect paradise, I think to myself.
"Where are we?" He repeats.
"We're here, Heaven."
"On the other side?" I hear him ask with slight surprise. "Yes, on the other side. Riddler, you're dead. This is the side for the dead."
"How could I die? I'm immortal!" He gaps, the shock spreading out like a swirl of dust in the early morning. It curls around me, and I feel terrible.
"Because you loved her," A voice says. I turn around, and there she is. My little sister, the dead one, Kiwi Passion.
"Kiwi?" I squeak. And suddenly all the pieces of my puzzle fit together. Kiwi was never killed; she was offered immortality to serve Vengeance. Kiwi was extraordinary at recognizing emotions, and they had wanted to test Riddler, to see if he was really in love. Kiwi had never meant to kill me, but she had to, when I jumped into the battle.
But still, the facts are agonizing.
My little sister killed me.
