(Ozzie won't let me work tonight. I got in a fight with Verosika and Ozzie knows I'm depressed... So I am stuck with a personally customized Robo Fizz who is monitoring everything I'm doing... Even though it didn't recognise all the marks down my legs...
Also, no bs, I actually personally know some of the singers/rappers in I say in this book.
The N* word I don't have a problem, due to my race. But for anyone who it affects, please don't read the lyric. Song is "Just a lil' bit" by 50 cent.
Also, the title actually should be the other way around but it sounds better the way it is now. And another long chapter.)

Valkyrie's POV

So warm...
So soft...
So comfy...

"HOLY SHIT THAT'S COLD!" I shout.

I bolt up straight and look at Fizzarolli who had put his hand on my cheek.

"Sorry Night." Fizzy yelps.

"It's okay Fizzy, I was just so warm till you did that! You're okay."

I continue to reassure Fizzy that he is okay until Asmodeus steps in with a chuckle.

"What did you do when you were human?" Asks Ozzie.

"I was a singer and a rapper. Very popular and I wrote some music for the people who go through the same things I do." I confessed.

"What was your stage name?" Fizzy beams.

"Shadowblast." I state proudly.

"Show us what you can do!" Ozzie exclaims.

"Uh- O-okay.." I stumble.

I start singing a song that had been written by one of the artists I was close to.

"~Yeah, Shady, Aftermath, G-Unit!
Damn baby all I need is a lil' bit
A lil' bit of this, a lil' bit of that
Get it crackin' in the club when you hear the shit
Drop it like it's hot, get to workin' that back
Girl, shake that thing, yeah, work that thing
Let me see it go up and down
Rotate that thing, I wanna touch that thing
When you make it go 'round and 'round
I step up in the club I'm like "Who you with?"~"

I think back to when I learnt this song and went to a club to perform. My ex had performed with me, the most sexually passionate dance the media had ever seen. That same night, he had said I would never be good enough and that I was a freak. He had revealed my secret to the media and cheated on me. I dissed that thought as I continued my rap, vibing and moving how I did in the old days.

"~G-Unit in the house, yeah, that's my clique
Yeah, I'm young, but a n*gga from the old school
On the dancefloor a n*gga doin' old moves
I don't give a fuck, I do what I wan' do
I hit your ass up boy, I done warned you
Better listen when I talk n*gga, don't trip
Yo' heat in the car, mines in this bitch
I ain't tryin' to beef, I'm tryin' to get my drink on
And my diamonds, my fitted, and my mink on
I'ma kick it at the bar 'til it's time to go
Then I'ma get in shorty ear and I'ma let her know
All a n*gga really need is a lil' bit
Not a lot baby girl, just a lil' bit
We can head to the crib in a lil' bit
I can show you how I live in a lil' bit
I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil' bit
Take 'em off and pull 'em down just a lil' bit
Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil' bit
Get to lickin' it, a lil' bit
This is 50, comin' out your ster-e-o
It's hard to tell though 'cause I switched the flow
Eyes a little low 'cause I twist the 'dro
Pockets on swoll 'cause I move the O's
My neck, my wrist, my ears is froze
Come get, your bitch, she on me dawg
She must, ta heard, about the dough
Not Captain c'mon and Save-a-HoI get it crunk in the club, I'm off the chain
Number one on the chart all the time mane
When the kid in the house, I turn it out
Keep the dancefloor packed that's without a doubt
But shorty shake that thang like a pro, man
She backed it up on me I'm like, "Oh man"
I got close enough to her so I know she could hear
System thumpin', party jumpin', I said loud and clear
All a n*gga really need is a lil' bit
Not a lot baby girl, just a lil' bit
We can head to the crib in a lil' bit
I can show you how I live in a lil' bit
I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil' bit
Take 'em off and pull 'em down just a lil' bit
Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil' bit
Get to lickin' it, a lil' bit
Baby, you got me feelin' right, you heard me?
My momma gone you can spend the night, you heard me?
I ain't playin' I'm tryin' to fuck tonight, you heard me?
Clothes off, face down, ass up, c'mon, ha-ha
All a n*gga really need is a lil' bit
Not a lot baby girl, just a lil' bit
We can head to the crib in a lil' bit
I can show you how I live in a lil' bit
I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil' bit
Take 'em off and pull 'em down just a lil' bit
Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil' bit
Get to lickin' it, a lil' bit
All a n*gga really need is a lil' bit
Not a lot baby girl, just a lil' bit
We can head to the crib in a lil' bit
I can show you how I live in a lil' bit
I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil' bit
Take 'em off and pull 'em down just a lil' bit
Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil' bit
Get to lickin' it, a lil' bit~"

I finished the song and found I had landed myself on the lounge in a 'not-o-kay' position. I blushed and stood up brushing myself off before walking to the kitchen and feeding my pets.

"Scorchy! Shadow! Snixie!" I call down the hall.

I watch as Scorchy and Shadow bound through the halls and skid to a halt in front of their respective bowls. Where was Snixie?

"Anyone seen-"

Meow!

"Snixie, baby where are you?" I call.

Mrrow!
Mrrow!
Meoooow!
Meeeeow!

Oh my... She is hiding in Ozzie's hair.

Ozzie reaches into his flaming blue hair and carefully grips Snixie, coaxing her out.

I laugh as Asmodeus gives her a curious eyebrow raise before setting her down to eat.

I feel Fizzy come up behind me and put his head and hands on my shoulders, causing me to slightly flinch...

I was getting too comfortable. This wasn't good...

I smiled and stepped out of his grip, making my way to the balcony.
Pulling out my vape I take a long hit before slowly releasing the smoky treat from my strained lungs.

"You okay Kitten?" Asmodeus asks softly as he approaches with caution.

"I'm sorry, I can't get close to people Ozzie... They only abandon me." I sigh sadly.

"'Ey, you don't need to get close to anyone, but we wanna help you. Why don't we start you up a production show?" He smiles down at me, placing a hand on my shoulders.

"What does that involve?" I ask slyly.

"Streaming and posting on HellTube, performing here at Ozzie's, making loads of money and becoming famous." Ozzie smiles. "Everything you could ever want."

"I suppose that does sound nice. But I won't be singing any of my own songs. For my own reasons... But can I go back to the living world so I can get something?" I ask.

"Sure, but we only have a few hours until work. I wanted to know if you wanna perform?" He asks with puppy-dog eyes.

I hide a blush and nod.

"Sure, as long as you don't care how 'naughty' I get when doing my performance." I say slyly.

Asmodeus looks taken-aback but quickly recovers.

"Of course I don't mind."

He then re-enters the housing level and I just chill.

Thinking he wasn't coming back, I started to sing a song... The one that reminded me that I had let my friend get killed...

"~ Well you only need the light when its burnin' low, only need the sun when it starts to snow, only know you love her when you let her go...~

~ Well you only know you're high when you're feeling low, only hate the road when you're missin' home, only know love her when you let her go... And you let her go-oh-oh oh-oh...~"

... Warm tears fell from my melting golden orbs. They stained my cheeks but I refused to whipe them away. Blair had died because I didn't make her stay home with me. I just had to let her go with her drunk friend.

I curled up on my seat and cried like I never did before.

Warm tears rushed my face and soon I was hiccuping uncontrollably. My body shook voilently and my heart clenched tightly.

Nobody will love you.
Who would?
Especially somone who got their friend killed.
Why would anyone ca-

No, you won't downgrade me any more!
Leave me alone. Leave everyone alone!

I wiped my eyes and noticed Asmodeus looking at me worried.

"Are you okay? You were shouting." Fizzarolli asks from beside me.

"No." I answer truthfully.

"My friend died when I was alive. One of her friends were drunk and offered to take her home and I refused. I begged her to stay with me for the night but she reassured me she would be okay... And the next day, I was called and told that another drunk driver had crashed into them and she died. My ring and the voices in my head are the only memories and reminders I have left of her. I'm sorry!" I vented my story before crying.

I felt weightless and looked over to see Asmodeus picking me up and holding me close.

"We are here for you. Just rest..." He soothes.

My eyes slid shut and everything went dark.

*Flashback/dream*

They grabbed me by the arm, they dragged me to the front door of a large mansion. The child authorities were scared of me. A minor, a 15 year old. I was abandoned, or so I thought. But my parents left me, to protect me.

The doorbell wrung, like windchimes gently singing in a light breeze. Moments later the door was answered, and a dark haired young female answered the door. "Are you my new sister!?" she squealed. "I am," I smiled down at her, "I'm your new sister, Valkyrie."

The young girls parents arrived behind the energetic ball of light. But all I could see was grey, with a sparkling light shining through my darkness.

As time passed I was becoming depressed, and deep scars littered my body, but my little sister Blair would never know I was gradually becoming more and more depressed, but I hide it behind fake smiles and convincing laughs, hiding behind long cargo pants and jackets.

Soon enough, though, it became harder and harder to hide. Until it came to nights where I was bawling my eyes out until I snuck into Blair's room and cuddled her until I fell asleep. The excuse I used was that I heard her whimpering and whining in her sleep and I came in to comfort her.

Until the day, the day that I snuck into Blair's room when I thought she was asleep. She saw me crying, she saw my arms bleeding a I tended to my wounds.

"What are you doing? You're bleeding!" Young Blair whispered.

"Oh Blair! I'm so sorry! You shouldn't have seen that!" tears ran freely down my face and that faithful day, was the one where Blair hugged me. Not any ordinary hug. This was one filled with sorrow, with love, with hurt, with happiness. She was sad I was hurt, she loved me as a big sister as her best friend, she was hurt I didn't tell her, and she was happy to help.

Over the years as Blair grew up in my company she became wiser, stronger, faster and better. She was the best sister I had. And her parents bought me in as one of their own.

And as they grew older they were proud of the children they had raised... Then something bad happened.

Our parents were taking us to the festival in Jasper, Nevada. And I had a gut feeling I should drive, but my attempts were futile, our parents wanted to do something nice, and I thought my feeling was nothing major.

Along the main road we were all singing to a song that I had introduced them to called Hells Coming With Me by Poor Mans Poison:

They all laughed as he turned around slow
They said you ain't welcome 'round here anymore
You just might as well go
He wiped the blood from his face as he slowly came to his knees
He said, I'll be back when you least expect it
And hell's coming with me
Hell's coming with me
There is a hill at the bottom of the valley
Where all the poor souls go when they die
And if you listen real close
You can hear em' like a ghost
Saying you're never gonna make it out alive
There is a town at the bottom of that hill
They got a secret that they keep like a slave
They got a black magic preacher (ooh)
We'd do well to let him teach her
You'll be heading up that hill to the grave
And it is well, with my soul
You line your pockets full of money that you steal from the poor
And on your way down to hell, you hear me ring that bell
I'd pay the devil twice as much to keep your soul
There was a drifter passing through that little valley
See he had promised he was coming back to town (coming back to town)
They didn't know him by his face, or by the gun around his waist (ooh)
But he come back to burn that town to the ground
First there was fire, then there was smoke
Then that preacher man was hangin' by a rope
Then they all fell to their knees and begged that drifter
Begged him please, as he raised his fist before he spoke
I am the righteous hand of God
And I am the devil that you forgot
And I told you one day you will see
That I'll be back I guarantee
And that hell's coming, hell's coming
Hell, hell's coming with me
And it is well, with my soul
You line your pockets full of money that you steal from the poor
And on your way down to hell, you hear me ring that bell
And I said, hell's coming with me (hell's coming with me)

With the songs ubrupt ending we all cheered, then screamed. A drunk driver was headed straight towards us, I lept forwards to attempt evasive manoeuvres, but I was too late.

I took the brunt of the hit that could have hurt Blair, but she was safe, and if I died, I wouldn't have cared. But Blair would have.
I heard sirens then I blacked out.

I woke again in hospital, snapped leg, crushed shoulder, major bruising and a slight concussion. But I was okay, and so was Blair. That's all that mattered... "Where's Mama and Papa?" I whispered with a dry throat.
"They're gone!" she exclaimed. "We couldn't save them!"
It was now my time to be the support for my sister.

*flashback changes*

"No Blair, stay here for the night, please." I beg for the last time.

"No Val, I have to go home, my foster parents will be worried." She says with a soothing smile.

Butterflies bashed their wings in my stomach.

"Just be safe for me please?" I cry.

"Okay big sis."

I stood on the curb and waved, the bad feeling in my stomach didn't cease.

Half and hour later I pull out my phone and call Blair. She didn't answer.

She is probably in bed, I think to myself.

The next morning I wake to my phone ringing incessantly.

"Hello?" I slur.

":Miss Valkyrie?:" asks a voice on the other end.

"Yes, what's up?"

": I'm sorry to say... But your sister Blair... She's gone.:"

"Gone! What do you mean gone!?" I shout.

":She's dead.:" They say.

"No, n-no no no no no! She can't be!"

":I'm sorry Miss.:" They say hanging up.

She's dead...

*end flashback*

I jolted up, my heart racing, to an empty room. I was laying on Asmodeus's bed with my vapes on the sidetable holding down a letter.

"Hello dear,
If you are reading this, then you have woken before Fizzy and I got back. I hope you are okay and we will be back soon. We just left to get some things for the kitchen and pick up another load of cargo for our business.

If you are up for it, could you be ready for work by the time we get back, if not that is fine. Only if you are ready for it.

With love,
~ Ozzie"

I want to work tonight, I think to myself.
I get up off the bed and rub my eyes, picking up my vapes I head to my little space in the wardrobe and chose out my outfit.

I placed the outfit on the bench in the bathroom and strip down. I know father told me to apply the wing treatment every morning and night, but it was going to be hard if this was going to happen.

I step under the hot water and hiss as it pelts the healing cuts that danced across my skin. I felt over the scar on my face and lowered my eyes.

I was ashamed. But I wasn't going to let it affect me.

I step out of the shower after washing my body and dry off.

Tonight I wasn't going to hide my scars or marks, people will know what hurt is.

I combed my wings and brushed my hair. Looking in the mirror I, for once, felt at peace with my looks.

There was a light knock on the bathroom door and I sharply inhaled.

"Coming." I say softly.

I step up to the door and open in.

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