Background Sans Novels & Stories

O mumbled and took a deep breath in and out . " You can do this Aria ...Calm down don't get angry , you're doing this for Red" I muttered under my breath as I stared back at the night club . I walked in and the bouncer looked at me . " Ma'am you can't work into club looking like a Nun " he said reffering to my dress and I bit my lower lip softly . " What's wrong with my dress ? I wondered as I stared at the sleeve hands ..my chest area was covered since it was a long neck dress . It was free and ended just after my knees .

Andre ended the call immediately without waiting for a response. The end was near and they knew it. The wind around them was heavy, who would blame it? Carrying the stench of betrayal and death. The thick woods was quiet, not the usual quiet—ghost silent. Only the approaching steps of Andre or should he be called Benjamin could be heard as they stepped away further, deeper, away from Maria in her own pull of blood.

I wanted to go back but didn't want to stay alone because as long as I was with my family, I was happy. *** "Pink or yellow?", asked Ama as she held the pencil colors for me to see. I pretended to think before answering. "Blue" a frown graced her delicate features as she replied "Princesses don't wear blue" she said choosing to go with the yellow and ignore my advice. "Who says blue isn't a princess color?" I asked feigning interest "Everyone". I rolled my eyes at the vague answer. "Don't say 'everyone' if it's just your friends who say so" she made to speak but I cut her off

so empty without Vasilisa here to comfort me. After I managed to calm myself down by counting backwards from ten, I blinked at my dark surroundings. Stillness fell over the apartment, letting me know Liza was still passed out on the couch in my living room. I groaned softly, heaving my exhausted body out of bed to quietly make my way into the bathroom. The first thing I noticed was how pale my complexion looked. Being half Ukrainian, I’ve always been on the lighter side, but this was bad even for me. My cheeks were starting to sink in again, and my delicate collarbone protruded awkwardly. I slowly lifted the black cami top I was wearing up, shocked at the outline of my ribcage.

Walking alone on a cold winter night, I'm all alone with no one I know of is in sight. People are gathered in this big area outside the city and people like myself are trying not to freeze in this cold night. As I walk along this rough path, surrounding me are people that have nowhere else to go. Tents are set up in every direction I look. The year is 2022, my 10th birthday just ended four days ago. Shouldn't this be a delightful time that I should be spending with my family but here I am not knowing if they are even still alive.

I take a small step back, a small yelp coming from me when I take a step inside, Abed’s hand holds the small of my back. “Welcome to Manumit.” he whispers, I blink furiously, trying to understand what I was seeing, a lot of naked people filled the space, men and women of different body types, and different ages just mingled around, whilst naked. Some were fully, birthday suit naked, and the rest were dressed scantily.

"Inspection of what? " "Colors. As you may have inevitably notice, we are surrounded with nothing but the color yellow. This is nothing like your world where colors combine. All is separated. With walls, borders, or lines. And no person with their designated colors are allowed to leave or enter another side of colors. Once spotted, you will be thrown to the place of outcast and lose the chance to visit the Outside world. Your world. Or they might take you in as slaves. Or worse, death. "I understood her words but it only arose more questions. "So you are not allowed to interact with other colors? "

She held up a grin, blood dripping from her mouth. "Let's do this…" I gulped down the last drops of blood from the bottle, sending her instructions with my eyes. The humans had all run into their homes, giving us a proper sight of the mountains. As we closed the gap between us and the mountain, I couldn't believe my eyes. Long silver rods stood at opposite ends, flames burning between them. A black seal held the silver bars in place, stopping it from opening. "Sire, we have to hurry; the inscriptions in the clouds have begun to fade." Sabrina let out. She was trying her best not to give up having only strength and agility alone.

And get away with it. I picked up a file, a useless file. It was a report of all the information gathered from her background. It held nothing new, no hints of what her powers were, why she was born of two werewolves yet remained a human… or what she is. The only sketchy part was her mother’s background. It looked… off. Could that relate to what Jasmine really is ?