“Don’t worry, Miss Clarissa. Miss Bellachay.” She called them that whenever she was honored with something great from the two, for after all, it was them who had opened their house to her after she was reborn. In fact, it was Bellachay who had patched up the doll that held her soul. “I promise that you two will get first word if anything were to go wrong.” Although she had lied, she didn’t want them to worry about her odd feelings. They had their own lives to worry about. Hopefully she could deal with whatever would happen though. But, they all seemed to share that feeling that something was going to go down. And it was going to happen when she was alone. A slight shudder ran down her spine as a thought ran through her head as everything registered in her head.
There will be blood…

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For the record, I wasn't planning on having this part up so soon. I don't think it's nearly as good as the first one, but hey. I'm writing at the very least :P This one is surprisingly short; if you don't count the first part, which was a Roleplay between myself and B of course xP Hope you enjoy! ^^

Bellachay is, of course ©  bflatmajor

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