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Hello again. ~

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1 - I don't care how impatient your readers get as you're taking your breaks, you deserve to have them. Not just because you're putting out writing, but because you exist. Even when you're not in the midst of writing, which can be a really draining activity of its own right, but because you exist, which can also be exhausting. Please take care of your mind. Your readers can wait.

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5 - Thank you. You are wonderful and deserve so much love and support for what you do. Remember that you are appreciated, even if it doesn't feel like it. You are loved and appreciated.

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Spirit that Binds

Chapter 1 : Every Story has a Beginning

Lyall Pov

Darkness, that was all I can see when I woke.

Though I'm not sure if it's a room, more like... I don't know nothing. No light, no sound, not anything. I touched the so called ground and yet there was nothing but black.

Normally a person would be screaming for help by now and shaking in fear but not me. I was content... Calm. I slowly rose knowing my body must be weak. I look to my right... Nothing... I look to my left... Still nothing.

"Stupid you should know better," I told myself. I slowly started walking forward, hoping that I find something or someone. "Usually when I come here I would see something or someone by now." I thought. I'm sure a lot of you are curious of who I am or where exactly I am.

For starters I'll tell you my name. My name is Lyall, which in Scottish meaning "shield wolf". That is all I will give you at this time, the rest will reveal itself soon enough.

The more I walked the more restless I became. I heard nothing throughout the walk. Not one moan, a cry, or a whisper. Then suddenly I saw a light. Not a warm, soft white light. But a strong amber light.

"What is that?"I asked myself.

I cocked my head to the side in curiosity. Soon I started walking towards the amber light. The closer I got, the more I can hear, the more I can see. The first thing I heard was the sound of horses stampeding down a great hill. Then the cries of men charging into battle. I stopped and looked around for the cause of such a powerful noise.

Soon I saw ghost soldiers holding banners charging pass me with strong stallions with such power and strength that it took my breath away.

"Thats different. " I breathed.

Then I heard the clashing of swords and the agony of men being slaughtered. I turned to my right and saw a horrifying battle being placed. Men fighting each other one by one. Some in victory and some in defeat. Suddenly I felt something wet drop on my face. I touched the right side of my cheek and noticed it was red and sticky.

"B-Blood..." I stuttered, my heart hammering in my chest.

You know the saying curiosity killed the cat, well my curiosity got the better of me and I regret ever looking up. Slowly my eyes looked up and saw an impaled man on a spear.

"AHHH!" I screamed. I fell backwards in fear, shaking from head to toe at the sight. Suddenly more and more impaled body's came before me.

I shook my head in disbelief, trying to hold back the tears that were starting to form in my eyes. " Who... Who would do such a thing." I whimpered.

I looked around this abomination hoping, and praying that there was another way out of this nightmare. "I have seen many horrible sights but nothing like this." I thought while covering my eyes and head in my knees in a fetal position.

Then I felt a spear piecing through my chest impaling yet another poor soul. Blood splattered all over the ground and the painful cry of the soldier was all I can hear and see.

I did not feel pain when the spear went through me nor the sharp tip of the blade that pierced the flesh of the dead man before me. As you can guess I'm a ghost or a spirit if you will. I'm neither living or dead in this world.

Back to the moment at hand, I tried to move or even make a sound but I was too paralyzed by fear that I did not know what to do. I tried closing my eyes again, hoping to block out this horrible scene before me. After maybe a minute or two the cry's and screams faded away.

I slowly open my eyes and came face to face with darkness again.

I sighed in relief, "I'm glad that's over." I tried getting up but  I froze once I felt a warm wind caress my ear. " Come to me... Come to me." It whispered. It sent a shiver right down my spine. It wasn't unpleasant or fearful but sweet and comforting. I slowly turned around and faced a tree. Not a normal tree with strong limbs and vibrant green leaves.

This tree was ashy and dead and hanged men surrounding its limbs. " The hanging tree..." I whispered. Then I heard the voice again but only stronger. " Come to me... Come to me my lubirea mea." It said, huskily. (My love in Romanian)

Soon with a glazed look in my eyes I got up and started walking towards the hanging tree. I knew in my mind and soul that I should not go near the tree but my heart encourages me to move forward.

It was like a demon luring me with it sweet, gentle words, promising me happiness in it's warm arms while it's all a lie. Once I was at the base of the hanging tree I lifted my left hand and touched the ashy bark. And just like a demon catching it's prey the tree opened up with oceans of blood pouring all over me and swallowing me in.

I tried to fight it and swim up to get some air but it was no use. Before I passed out. I heard the voice whisper one last time " Now you are mine.".

Then everything went black.

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Chapter 1 ~ Broken Bones

The white ceiling greeted her eyes as she slowly opened them. Her body felt sore and heavy when she started to feel the weight of her injuries. "Heavy..." she muttered. Harper lifted her arms into the air. White bandages covered her to the tip of her fingers. "You really did a number on yourself." Her blue eyes turned to a woman dressed in a doctor's uniform. The doctor had short light brown hair , cut in a bob head style and thick black glasses in her face. Harper scowled at her in disgust.

The doctor pushed her glasses up with her middle finger, her green eyes glaring down at her with a smirk. "Come now sweetheart. Don't look at me like that, you will get wrinkled if you keep frowning." She scolded. "I don't care what you say whore." The doctor only laughed and walked over to her desk, typing away on her computer.

Harper continued to glare at her, but noticed her grabbing a cigarette from her coat pocket. "Hey whore, gimme one." The doc looked over just when she was about to put the cigarette between her teeth. "No Crow, it's bad for you. Especially in your condition." She just huffed and stared back up at the ceiling.  'Crow... huh.' Crow was her code name in this hell hole. She couldn't even remember the last time someone called her by her real name.

"Your last opponent really mangled your arms. Two fractures in both... but you still won. Tsk." The doc's face turned from smug to irritated in an instant and Harper couldn't hide a satisfied smile on her face, knowing that she's the one that caused the doctor irritation. "Looks like you will be out of commission for a while."

"How long?"

"I would say a week or two."

Harper shot right up from the bed with a groan. "That is unacceptable! I won't be able to fight then!"

"Exactly." She inhales and puffs out a small trail of grey smoke. "Then what the hell am I supposed to do then?!" She looked over and gave me a 'are you stupid?' look. "Read a book, play your stupid saxophone, hell a write letter or something! But no exercise or lifting! You are to rest, and that is an order." Harper glared at her with her cheeks puffed out in fury. 'Bitch.' She thought. Harper laidback down on the bed when the doctor got up from her chair and began to walk towards her.

Harper couldn't help a tremor of fear come to her with the doctor walking towards her like a predator stalking its prey. She came up to her bed side and used her stethoscope and placed the cold metal against Harper's chest. "Take a deep breath for me." Her breathing stopped for a moment when she felt that cold metal but breathed out and relaxed even for a tiny bit. "Hmm.."

After a few more breaths the doc pulled away from her finally. "Your lungs are good and your heart beats are steady but keep an eye on any symptoms or sudden pressure to your chest." If anyone thought any better they would think the doc actually cared but Harper knew better. "Well you're free to go. You have been an excellent patient! Have a candy!" The doc pulled out a small ball of candy wrapped in the company's logo from her coat pocket. She shoved the candy up to Harper's face with so much enthusiasm that Harper almost laughed.

Well almost.

Harper looked down at the candy in her hand with revolution but accepted it all the same. 'Sad that this candy is the only thing keeping me alive.' Her hand slowly went to her throat where a metal collar was attached tightly to her flesh. The doctor all but turns her back on her and resumes her place at her computer. Harper followed her with her dark blue eyes but slowly closed them and got her sore body out of bed.

She swings her legs on the edge of the bed, her black combat boots that had small patches of dried blood staring back at her. Harper ignored it and got out of bed with little to no effort. It wasn't the first time that she got blood on herself that is not her own and it wouldn't be the last. She pulled down her gold-black tank top and smoothed out blue jeans of invisible dust and made her way to the exit. Harper tucked her long, black wavy hair behind her ear in thought. Not even wincing to the pain from her arms. 'How long have I been here? How long do I have to keep doing this shit?' She didn't even realize she was out of the room and was half way down the hall to her cell/room. "So what did the doc say Harp?" Harper jumped at the sudden question and looked over and saw a tall, muscular man with a tan. He wears his short black hair spiked back and has the letters DSMK tattooed above his right eye leaning against his cell door. Harper recognized him immediately since she had the same tattoo on her shoulder. "Senji. Why don't you say hello like a normal person?" She asked while placing her hand over her heart.

She inspected from the tips of his hair to his shoes. He wore dark blue pants with a black belt, a tank top, leather shoes, and a long black coat. She also noticed two rings on his thumbs and realized that she was missing those same rings on her thumbs. "Shit..." she grumbled. "What's up with you?" He asked while cocking his eye brown in question.

"I think I lost my rings in the fight." She sighed with disappointment. "Stupid." He tapped her head gently with his fist. "You didn't answer my question though." She looked up, not understanding how he can be so much taller than her but dismissed it. "I fractured both my arms but other than that I'm okay." She shrugged. "What about your heart?" Harper rolled her eyes. It was always about her heart with these people. Harper has a heart tumour the size of an apple on the outside of her heart muscle. And no matter how many surgeries she had, the fucker just kept regrowing and became bigger and bigger over time. Even with her branch of sin it can only do so much to fix the damage that was already done.

"Don't roll your eyes at me kiddo, you know how concerned I am about you."

"You're only  two years older than me." She glared up at him but had a small smile on her face. He smiled down at her, giving her gentle pats on the head like a big brother saying 'you did a good job today.' Harper sighed in defeat. "Still the same Senji." A sad expression crept over Senji's face but surely he shouldn't be surprised. The news hasn't changed over the years and it's not going to change now. She moved his hand away from her head and gently held it in her’s. The difference in hand size was baffling. His hand looked like it would swallow her whole. "I'm not dying yet, Senji. Trust me you're stuck with me till we are old and grey." She giggled. Senji snorted and scratched the back of his neck while a blush covered his face.

Senji blushed even harder when he saw what Harper was wearing. Her tank top had no sleeves or strings which left her bust and shoulders all exposed and her jeans had so many rips and holes that he could see inches of her legs and thighs. Harper cocked her head in confusion when Senji snatched his hand back and began to remove his black coat.  "Senji?" She asked but was suddenly enveloped by warmth. Senji made sure that his coat covered her body well. "Geez! Put some more clothes on! You're showing off too much!" He scolded, his face still burning like a red tomato. Now it was Harper's turn to blush.

She knew that her friend worked out everyday but damn! 'An eight pack?! Really!?' She thought. She rolled her eyes again at his comment and tried to shrug off the coat. "I'm not showing that much, thank you very much!" She snapped. Senji held the coat tighter against her. "I'll tie this up on you if I have to... just humor me." He pleaded. Harper sighed in defeat and pushed her injured arms through the long sleeves. She flopped them around in amusement. The coat was way too big on her. Senji coughed and scratched his neck again. "So I'm going to assume you're not going to be able to join me in carnival corpse?" Harper nodded with a look of guilt in her eyes. He leaned against his door in thought, not really paying attention to her.

Harper took it as a sign that he was disappointed in her and began to defend herself. "You know it wasn't my fault! The bastard was three times bigger than me and." She got interrupted by a cough from a prison guard in a full white bodysuit and mask. Harper glared at him for interrupting her but thought twice about starting an argument. "What?" Senji growled. The guard gulped upon looking at the two. They weren't called the Crows of Death for nothing. The duo killed over 84 prisoners upon arrival of the prison. They were not the ones you want to fuck with.

"Umm.. Ms. Crow..."

"Crow is fine." She hissed. "Well, Crow. You left these at Dr. Rei's office." He opened his hand to reveal two silver rings. "Oh shit, thanks." Harper was surprised. Any normal guard would toss them away. Guess this guy was new. She reached over to grab them but the guard flinched and backed away in response. Senji pushed off the door with irritation. "Are you going to give them to her or what?" You can see the guard shivering in fear at Senji's intense gaze. Harper grabbed Senji's arm gently and gave it a squeeze. He looked down at her and shook her head, telling him through her eyes 'Don't start.'

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath and let it out slowly to calm him down. "M-My apologies! Here." The guard dropped the rings on the floor before anyone could say anything and ran as fast as he could. Harper looked after the fading white suit and shook her head. "He's not going to make it." She got down on her knees and picked up the rings from her bandaged fingers. Senji ignored her last comment and kept staring at her damaged hand. "You know I wasn't going to scold you right. It was a close fight and you were doing it alone for the first time. So I'm not mad." Harper breathed in relief. Normally whenever there is a carnival corpse Harper and Senji would always fight together as a team. Everyone else thought it was unfair since most of their opponents faced them alone. But it's not their fault. They didn't make up the rules and Harper was quite grateful for it. Some of the opponents are... shall we say very dangerous if one is alone.

Harper got up from the dirty ground and placed the rings back on her thumbs where they belonged and made way to her room. "God I'm tired." She muttered. "Get some rest kiddo. By the way it looks like you won't have any fights for a while. What are you going to be doing?" He teased. She shrugged and went into her room without another word.

Upon entering her lovely cage, Harper took a moment to look around her room. Her walls were all white as well as the floor. She had a queen sized bed at the corner of the room, a bookshelf with various types of books, an office table on the far right with a laptop and office materials, a yoga mat with weights in the centre of the room, a stand with a saxophone resting peacefully for its owner, a dresser and last but not least a tv hanging across her bed. It wasn't luxurious but it was something. Winning so much cast made a huge difference. She immediately went to the bed and plopped down with a deep sigh.

The day finally got to her and she can feel her energy draining. But even though Harper's body was tired her mind was wide awake. She recounted the events of her last fight. The man was huge, not muscle wise but fat. So fat that he should've been arrested again for being so fat. She chuckled at the thought. In size he could've overpowered her but his movements were sloppy and slow. She planned to high jump kick him to stun him and then pin him down with her Crow Blades but... she clearly underestimated him.

She jumped but was immediately grabbed by her ankle by a fatty hand and was thrown down to the ground. Harper was prepared to get back up but he hulked  over her and held her arms down with a sinister smile on his face. Subconsciously Harper pulled her arms to her chest and rubbed them up and down in a haze. She can feel the brute squeeze and twisting her arms like they were twigs. She could still hear the sounds of her bones breaking by his brute force. She shivered. At the moment Harper truly thought that she was going to be killed. The man looked at her like he was going to devour her. It was a frightful sight.

Just when she thought the last thing she would ever see before she died was those hungry eyes, she saw a trickle of blood pooling from her forehead. Harper was so preoccupied about her arms that she didn't realize that she had a head wound from the attack. With enough will she forced the blood to move and shoot out to the man's eyes. It was a direct hit, the blood shot out like a bullet and pierced his eye socket. He hollered in pain and recoiled off her. With the adrenaline pumping through her veins she lifted herself up into a crouch and did a sweep feet kick, knocking the pile of blubber to the ground. Harper got up and slowly walked over to the wailing man. His hand became stained with blood from his injured eyes.

She stopped in the middle of his bloated stomach. 'I'm sorry.' She lifted her leg in the air and dropped it down and landed on his stomach hard. The man gasped, blood spitting out of his mouth and falling unconscious from the pain. The cheers from her audience was deafening. She could feel her heart beating uncomfortably, the cheers disgusted her. Harper would normally flip them off but remember that she couldn't lift her arms. 'The winner is Crow!!!'. Harper snapped out of her daydream and remembered something. She immediately grabbed her remote control from her nightstand and turned on the tv. What came before her on the screen was the carnival corpse platform. In the middle lay the fat man, still bleeding from his injuries strapped to a chair while the whore doctor was setting up the fun wheel.

Harper looked at him with pity. She knew the game all too well. If you lost in the carnival you go through a min game where you will lose something even more than the game itself. "Well ladies and gentlemen! After that fantastic fight I say it's time for the main event!" The announcer broadcast. Harper sat up straighter, giving her full attention to the tv screen. "Now let's see what I get today, fat boy!" Doctor Rei pulled the lever of the wheel and the thing began to spin like a slot in a casino. The first slot stopped and the camera zoomed in. The letters said 'Kidney'. "Oh no."

The next slot said the same thing. The man began to fidget nervously, hearing the jingle of the slots stop over and over again. "He's losing a kidney today." Harper sighed. "Look at that folks! We got ourselves a kidney!" Cheers and applause echo throughout Harper's room like a bad song. She wanted it to stop. She wanted to cover her ears and tried to ignore the cheering crowd and the soft cries of the poor man. The remote was in her hand, all she had to do was turn it off. But for some reason she couldn't bring herself to turn it off or look away.

Rei slowly walked over to him, two guards beginning to un-strap him. "No! Stop! Get away from me!" Red blood poured out of his eye sockets that were supposed to be tears. Harper leaned forward in anticipation, waiting to see if this man would make a last attempt at escape. "Use your branch of sin! Come on!" She whispered. But nothing happened, he just sat there crying like a little baby. "What?" Harper's body trembled. "Ha... ha... hahahaha!" A historical laugh slip passed the poor girl's lips, mingling with the man's wails of pain when Rei began her... dissection. Bile immediately came up to her throat and without hesitation Harper went straight into the bath to throw up the rest of the contents in her stomach.

Once the screaming died down to nothing Harper finally exited out of the bathroom, giggles still leaving her lips. "Hahaha... I shouldn't be surprised. It's not the first time they put in a regular prisoner just to be slaughtered." Her hand covered her face as the giggles continued. She gritted her teeth when she finally calmed down. A deep seeded hatred washed over her.

'I hate them..'

'I hate them..'

'I HATE THEM!'

She quickly grabbed anything she could get her hands on and sadly it was a vase filled with water lilies and threw them against the wall. A loud crash and splatter of water tumbled to the ground in a hep while her bitterness and hatred poured out of her in that throw. She didn't know what to do with herself. Anger radiated off her in waves. She paced back and forth trying to figure out what to do with herself. Her arms throbbed at the unnecessary movements but Harper didn't care. Her eyes stopped at her desk that was lined with papers and pencils and speed walked to her chair and followed the advice of the loving whore of a doctor. She began to write. Sure she writes music notes or drawings from time to time to calm herself down but this time she was too far gone with her anger. No this time she just wants to write a letter to the universe, asking why the hell she was put here in this place or anyone for that matter. She wanted answers but she knew that she wouldn't get any. So just writing on paper addressed to no one seems like a great idea.

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When the Abyss Meets the Flame Hashira (Demon Slayer/ Made in the Abyss Fanfic)

When Lotus was born in the six layer of the Abyss she never dreamed that she could ever leave. But what would happen if she could and met with so many adventures and a certain flame haired man that flared emotions within her? Read and find out.

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Spirit That Binds (Hellsing Fanfic)

They say that spirits walk around us but we can't see or hear them. What if one can see them? What if one can become one of them? Come join Lyall as she uses her spiritual powers to explore worlds and time itself and maybe... Maybe meeting the Vampire King himself before he became a vampire. Will she find love? Or heartbreak?

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A Deadman Wonderland/ Hero Academia Fanfic

Blood, carnage, killed or be killed. A world without All Might. That was the life that Harper Emiko had always known. But what if writing a letter one day took her to a whole new world of hero's , villain's and maybe... even love.

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Reblog if you write fanfic and would be totally down with your followers coming into you askbox and talking to you about your fic

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Been there and done that several times.

me having another fic idea whilst i haven’t finished any of my other dozen fic ideas

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My Hero Academia Fanfic~ Hawks X Oc X Aizawa

Chapter 1: Breaking Free

~“It's been a long day without you, my friend

And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again”~

Eight year old Takami Keigo knew the rules in the house from his father very strictly . ‘Never, ever leave the house.’ And he knew the consequences if he ever disobeyed that rule. He felt his back sting from his father’s constant kicking when he just turned his back away from him. Something that petty just because his father was paranoid as hell. And his mother was no help as she just watched or get abused ten times worse than him.

But no matter the pain and suffering he still wanted to spread his red wings and actually fly away. So while his father was out, probably grabbing more beer he walked up to his mother confidently and begged her to take him outside. That’s why now he was walking back home hand in hand with his mother with an Endevour doll tucked tightly in his arm. He never felt so happy in his life! The sun was beating down gently on his wings that it made them shiver. The sounds of thousands of people made him nervous but also curious. He wanted to explore his so called home town but his mother kept a death-like grip on his hand and practically dragged him back to the house. But before he could be dragged back to that hell hole that was just covered in trash and empty alcohol bottles. Keigo saw an old park not far from them. “Mom! Can I go play for a bit?” He asked calmly. Planting his feet firmly in the ground to force his mother to stop.

His mother looked down him with a harsh glare but he held his ground. She opened her mouth to protest but sighed instead. “You can play for five minutes.” She muttered. Instantly Keigo flew over to the playground with a huge smile on his face. The playground was old but also unique. It looked to be jellyfish themed. It’s jelly body was carved out with slides coming out of it while it’s tentacles were placed with bars for a mini jungle gym. Beside it was an extended tentacle that held a swing set. Keigo held his toy tight against his chest in pure excitement. He only had five minutes so he didn’t know where to start. ‘Should I play on the jungle gym? Go on the slide?’ He thought while flying around the equipment. When he went over to the swing set he found that it was occupied.

Hollow just sat there on the swing. Her eyes void of any emotion, well except inside her head. She felt anger and grief. How could she not? When her best friend was killed right in front of her eyes. Though Hollow escaped the jaws of death itself she would’ve gladly accepted it if it ment that she could be with her best friend again. Her hands gripped on the chains of the swing set a little harder. ‘Didn’t we promise that we would escape together?’ Tears formed upon the edges of her eyes but she refused to let them fall. ‘Liar.’

“Hello?”

Hollow was so immersed in her thoughts that she didn’t see the flying boy floating close to her face. “Ah!” She screamed, gripping the chains harder so she didn’t fall backwards. Keigo backed away in shock and felt embarrassed that he scared her like that. “Sorry.” He apologized while scratching the back of his head. “It’s okay.” Hollow squeaked. Keigo looked at the girl with pure interest. Her hair was long, curly, and black like ink. Her skin was pale like ivory. He would like to know what her face looked like but it was covered by a white mask with white antlers.

Her outfit consisted of black tank top with a black jacket. Blue jeans with black combat boots. ‘Strange person.’ He thought. He gently lowered himself down to the ground and walked over to the unoccupied swing beside the strange girl.

He hesitated, gripping his Endeavour doll a little tighter in his hands. Hollow looked at the swing then the boy, then the swing again. She giggled and got up from her own swing. “Would you like some help?” She asked. Now it was his turn to jump from fright. He looked over at Hollow who crouched down to his level and peered at him, waiting for his answer. Keigo blushed and nodded, since he honestly didn’t know how to swing.

She quickly grabbed under his arms, mindfully not to touch his small red wings and gently placed him on the swing. She sat up straight and looked down at him. Both silent, not having any idea of what to say. “Thanks.” He whispered, looking down at his shoes like it was the most interesting thing in the world.

“Don’t mention it.” She still stood over him, making his wings quiver in nervousness. Keigo found Hollow to be… very intimidating. It’s hard to figure out what one is thinking or feeling if you can't see their face. “Would you like to be pushed?” Hollow asked. His golden eyes snapped up to Hollow which she found was really cute. Reminding her deeply of her little sister. He nodded, his eyes not looking away from her. Silently she went behind him and pushed gently on the chains, causing the swing to move forward and back gently.

She silently did this for a couple of swings until Keigo wanted something. “Can you push harder?” He whispered so quietly that barely anyone could hear him but Hollow did. She pushed a little harder so the swing would go higher. A small giggle left Keigo’s lips. “Higher.” He whispered again but with a little bit of volume.

She pulled the chain a little steps and pushed even harder, almost causing Keigo to touch the sky. His mouth widened in a big smile, his eyes glittered with joy.

Swinging back into her hands, Hollow backed up even further and said before she let go. “Jump!” And once he got to the perfect high point, he spread his wings and jumped into the air and glided. Not realizing that he dropped his Endeavour doll mid air. He laughed with such joy that Hollow couldn’t help but let out a small giggle.

He glided down gently and realized he didn’t have his doll in his arms. “Endeavor?!”

Hollow walked over crouched down and passed the doll to his face. “Here you go.” She said. Keigo snatched the doll in his hands and hugged it tight. “You really like Endeavour huh?” She asked, tilting her head in curiosity. He looked at her with blushed cheeks and sparkling eyes and a wide smile. ‘Bright!’ She thought while shielding her masked cover eyes. “Yeah! He’s the greatest hero ever!”

Hollow was getting ready for the fan gushing coming from this kid. Not that she really minded it. Endeavour wasn’t her favorite hero but she could admit that he did have some good parts about him. “Keigo! It’s time to go!” His mother called out.

The once bright eyes and smile quickly wiped away from Keigo’s face. He looked at his frantic mother and back at Hollow. He didn’t want to go home, he wanted to continue playing and talking to Hollow. “You should go back to your mother.” Keigo didn’t make a move to leave. “But…”

“I’m sure Endeavour would like to see his new home. Right Endeavour?” Hollow looked down at the doll and gently patted its head. Keigo nodded but he still didn’t want to leave just yet. “Can we play again tomorrow?”

“Maybe if you be a good kid to your mother.” Keigo nodded enthusiastically, excited at the thought of having someone to play with.

“Keigo!” Quickly he turned and ran back to his mother. Hollow waved goodbye as Keigo waved his small hand in farewell. But he realized after he went inside his home. ‘I forgot to ask her name! Oh well, I’ll ask her the next time I see her.’ He thought with a smile. But little did he know that would be the last time he would ever see Hollow.

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Hey guys! I know it has been awhile and I haven’t posted much but I will soon I promise. But for now I want to let you guys know I do writing commissions so if you are interested just message me and we can go over details. Hope you had an amazing Christmas and Happy New Year!