Okay guys if you don't like romance skip to chapter 2 which is action, later on the story after all the states the plots will go on Ok? This is just some fillers...
Shijin Shika, a writer of many type, mainly stories. She had possessed many children and didn't even know about it! Many children, ages 9-17 would collapse and die-in an ending. She was most famous for her depressing stories and books. Why? Because of the "Devil's Ink" it was a magic ink who would follow the story in reality and fiction.
Shijin POV-
The beam of frost had sparkled in my blonde hair. "Winter-soon you're going to die." I chuckled. I didn't enjoy the sight of everything-and everywhere to die. I really didn't like death, but my boss keeps on demanding me to write stories of death, for more...suspense. I forced myself to stand up. I got a call from my boss telling me to write another-story." The world is such a peaceful, hollow. "Time to write a book." I whispered to myself.
Midori POV
Romantic movies, how tragic! How heart broken! How....GROSS! My mom stuffed my eyes of icky lovey dovey romantic movies, from the 1960's. The man had touched the woman's soft hands, embraced her then slowly kissed her cheek like a light butterfly. EWWW! I dislike these romantic movies. It was wrong! I picked myself up then strolled away. "I'm going outside!" I hollered. "Be safe! Wear mittens! Wear a coat! Wear boots! Oooh! Jidon is about to really kiss her! Do it Jidon!" I rolled my heavy eyes. The laps of time had been swaying and over moving. I sighed. My eyes picked up and rolled around. Snow...and ice. It looked like a winter wonderland. I dragged my hand to pick up the snow and carved it in a pale ball. Then pelted the snow, it had landed...on Kurai! He turned his head around, "Hm?" He moaned. "SORRY! SO SORRY! Please don't kill me! SORRY!" I begged. It had a rumor that he had killed all these childern at ages 9-16, it had another rumor that he had a taste for blood.
He shrugged his heavy shoulders then whispered. "It's okay." I dropped my mouth. "He-he-didn't kill me!" Kurai turned around. "What?" His deep soft tone had made me surprised.
Author's POV
"Maybe a romantic book." Shijin thought to her self. Shijin dipped her pen with ink and began to write.
" The 14 year old girl had blushed when seeing the charming boy's face. He was shoveling a ton of snow. The girl tilted her head to recognize his emotions. It was pale and un-emotionless. "Let me help you," The girl smiled."
Shijin stretched her hands and shook her arms. "Writing excessive is excellent!"
Midori's POV
What the...? I'm helping Kurai?! How in the world should I help him? He would kill me! Kurai had forced a fake grin, "Thank you Midori." He pointed to a pile of black snow, "You can shovel there." Kurai had grabbed a plastic golden shovel and handed his to me. "Thanks." I bowed. Did I have an urge to help him?! I then shouted. "I LOVE YOU!" My hands covered my mouth, blushing beet red. Why did I say that?
