Things To Say About A Daughter

We're back 'Cause Life Is A Lie In My Heart

* drum roll * * bow *

Here is my long-promised Ayane OneShot ...
Yes, I know that I, who ruled here, two late filing must ...
Gomen nasai.
So now enough gefloskelt!
Let's start! Nosotros Podemos empezar!

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awoke as Ayane was the first thing she heard a faint and melancholy buzzing. It seemed to come from far and penetrated muffled their ears.
As she sat up slowly, with roaring head and aching limbs, aroused the clanking sound of the handcuffs and chains that were fastened to their wrists, their attention.
"Why?" Totally confused about their location and their whereabouts, she looked around.
She seemed to be in any real world, because there was never an end or a beginning, no up and down.
She looked solely surrounded by a number of levels, which were arranged in a semicircle around them and how to float in the air seemed.
She passed her tired and exhausted by the hair and looked puzzled because of their length in the mirror - and was shocked.
The mirror image that appeared in the big mirror glitzernen was not theirs.
The face was the same, the same bright eyes, the same lips.
But her hair, her hair was different ...
It was shorter and had his natural color was adopted. This ugly dirty blond brown that had rather looked like dirty brown hair, had its difficult until her fifteenth year of life. started first with 16 it is suddenly dark, chestnut-brown and up to her little Haarärbeunfall had this been her pride and joy. Now she stood before her
aged 15 years and I could tell from sheer fright nothing.
But they also do not have to.

"Oh, you're awake!"
The voice was like ice water. Cold, smooth, without love. Sober.
you spun around, suddenly saw a figure, which broke away from the dark shadow behind her.
A flying man, was her first thought.
Highway.
"Ayane Shindou"
That sounded more like a clear statement as to a question and boring look of the stranger confirmed her suspicions.
"Who are you?"
"It's not important"
"You know my name after all!"
The stranger laughed softly to himself.
people could be really interesting!
"They call me Black Ster Diesel"
"Oblique name ..."
"Well, yours is not exactly the most normal night ... rain, right?"
"No ... The Amaya is ... Could it be that you are not American?"
"half American, half Japanese. Before I became an angel of death, I lived 12 years in America,"
"moment ... Angel of Death? Am I dead?"

Blackster surveyed the 21-year-old passed his thoughtful and then a fold of the hem of his jacket.
"Why are you so surprised? I thought you wanted to die. Why else are you bound by that motorway bridge? "
" Well ... "
" But to answer your question. No, you're not dead yet "
" And that means "
grinned The brown haired knowing and then raised an eyebrow
." You tell me, "

- is


morning on we
Sorry, I am. grad too tired to write. And also not really in the mood. * sfz *