D. N. Angel Fan Fiction ❯ Angelic Chains ❯ Bitch no ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter three!! I'm really having fun writing this. If I keep at this pace I might get 75% of it done before the new year.

 

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Last Chapter:

 

“Hi. My name is TerraSistine White Water, and you're the only person who can save me.”

 

-Two days after that. School First period-

 

I was still a little shocked that Naomi, the girl, had agreed after so little persuasion.

 

Conversation between Sistine and Naomi

 

The girl just stared at her for a moment then sat back and stared at the board.

“Who are you?” she suddenly asked.

“I'm TerraSis…”

Her eyes got real wide, like saucers.

“I know you. I mean, I don't, but my family did.” Her hand shot up into the air, and the teacher gave her a wary look before just waving her off. She sprung up, gripped my wrist and we were out the door. The halls flew by at least at 15 or 20 miles an hour. When he stopped, the girl was heaving, plopping down on a near-by bench. I calmly walked to the bench and sat.

“How the hell aren't you out of breathe? We just ran a mile in under four minutes.” I shrugged. I was a little short of breathe but I was use to from my fatigue and how to cover it. Looking around, I realized we were in a park, or field of some type. The grass was a dull green, every brown in some spots. The wind blew against my face, taking my shin length hair with it. `Great, as if it wasn't messy enough from the run.' The girl's breathing slowed to a normal and she turned to look at me, her eyes taking in all of me.

“You look a lot paler and skinner now. What happened to you?” I just continued to stare.

“Being trapped in a mirror for two years would do this to you. Who are you any way, and how do you know me? Who do you even think I am?” I waited as she looked me for again. I was used to this, so it didn't creep me out.

“I'm Naomi Rith, and you are Tae Mousey.” I blushed at the name. We'd never made the engagement final. Suddenly the name clicked.

“Ah! You're the daughter of that officer!”

 

I found out soon enough that Naomi and I didn't need to bound and bond our souls as Dark had. She had enough power that I just need to stay close to her. My schedule became hers, and we were basically joined at the hip. Like sisters.

 

“And another one bits the dust.” She quoted the famous song as I dished out another rejection.

“Hey, you never told me why people are attracted to you. Come on! You said you would tell me!” She latched onto my arm, and gave me puppy dog eyes. Sighing I resigned myself to her.

“When Dark and I were out to steal a really famous item, and it was hard to get in the building, I would use these powers I have on men. Once I have used the power on them, they are basically my puppet until I release them. The power is the strongest one I have, so a bit of it bleeds through when I don't want it too.” With her still dangling on my arm, I walked up the stairs taking us to our second period. History.

“Sooo, You're basically giving off a sense like a dog in heat, and the males all are going to fight for you?” She blinked owlishly up at me, and then we burst out laughing. We didn't stop laughing until a girl about Naomi's height, a little anorexic looking (but hey, who was I to judge. I was still pretty skinny even if all that was on my stomach was muscle.), long blonde hair, reaching to the end of her skirt. Her eyes were a pretty sky blue, but they didn't belong in the murderous glare they were in. She opened her mouth like she was going to say something, but closed it again.

“Who is she?” I whispered to Naomi.

“Cherie Wilson. She's one person you don't want to mess with. Her slaps are legendary. No one his ever hit her back, and they have never been able to stop her from doing it. Be on your guard.” So there we stood, in the middle of the stair well, with about twenty other people, waiting for this girl to make a move.

“Leave Brenden alone!” She hissed out of clenched teeth. Then she reeled her arm back, and tossed it towards. My eyes caught the movement before it happened and I caught her by her forearm. A shocked look crossed her face, but I wasn't done. I twisted her arm behind her, and pushed her up against the stair railing. For a few seconds I stayed perfectly still, all my muscles taunting, waiting for a backlash, but it never came. I stared at the back of her head for a few more seconds. The well was so silent that you could hear a pin drop on a pillow. Finally I let her go, and shoved her against the far wall.

“If you ever think you can lay a finger on me with out repercussions, you've got another thing coming to you. Welcome to reality girl, you've just met your match.” I stared her down for a few more moments. She looked as if she wanted to drive a stake trough my heart. I walked away.

 

“What the hell was what!? It was so awesome!” Naomi bounded up to me after History, and all her questions came out now, since our walk to History was quiet. As we walked in the halls, people turn to whisper to the person next to them and point. All this publicity was becoming a bit too much.

 

-at Naomi's house. A two story, five bedroom house. Tae lives here too.-

 

“Tae, You want somethin' to eat.” She held the peanut butter out as if to prove she was getting food.

“Nah. I'm a bit tired. I'm going to head up to sleep.” I didn't even wait for her reply before turning and scaling the stairs three at a time. She quickly shed her clothing, took a scalding hot shower, then jumped into a pair of shorts and a tank top. She pulled back the comforter to reveal moon and star sheets on a dark navy blue background. She was asleep the minute her eyes were closed.

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Ok, short, I know. But I need another Guy character for the next scene. Please review. I need to know how I'm doing.