Stained Through

None, short for no one, as in no one will find me, esecaly after an explosion that has wiped my memory of my past and more or less lickly, my whole family. None will want me or need me intill Arrow, told me that I am some sort of profit that suposed to save the gifted children before we all turn into toys, including me! also No one will see me save the world other than the world itself and i was suposed to be the No one that saves the world.

A/N The next book is called Kept Cleen i hope you enjoy both of them and feel free to comment.
and thank you to C.H. Nightshade for the cover.


10. section 10

I looked at the once existing portal as someone whistled a long drawn out slide. I whipped the sweat off my forehead as milo started to chuckle a little. For some odd resin I joined his ghostly humor, laughing uncontrollably in till I noticed that everyone was silent and was staring at me. Telling me that the moment had vanished a few minutes ago.

 "What’s so funny None?" Friar asked as confused with everyone else on my reaction.

 "I, I don't know really." I stuttered unsure of what overcame me. "Milo was doing the same." I blamed looking for an escape of the stares.

 His face turned bright read as I threw the question again in a childish tone. "Huh, why were you laughing?"

 “Because I was laughing at the face of death. I like thrills." he explained.

I just sighed as I tried to get up but I kept stepping on my dress as we both (or he) got up. Arrow helped me up, witch by now you think I would be used to getting up in this but I am clearly never going to.

 Arrow led us to a smoldering fire that was in the center of the room and insisted us to sit around for the true teachings of the Mac since tomorrow is the big day for all of us.

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