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Muttations: Prologue I don't remember how I got here.Muttations: Prologue by lillyleafeon123
I can barely see anything through the smoke that is surrounding and choking me.
All I get are flashes of things I should know. Things I should recognize. People I should miss.
I can hear screaming. Someone's yelling for somone . I can't hear the name.
Maybe mine? I don't know. There's something hot and sticky being blown into my eyes. I can't see anything.
Am I flying? It feels like it. Air's ruffling my fur from every direction. The yelling is getting louder..
I can almost hear it. Ansem? Adam? No, that's not it.
Yes, that it. Angel.
That's my name right? Angel?
Is that my name?
That's the last thing I can think of before I plummet down towards the oceon, covered in crimson.
my best friends: |
I luv Pripper. Too many dirty thoughts...
I'm the Mother Of PoM. My reason why? I have made so many fanguin songs! I love PoM so freaking much, you can't even measure it.