Summary/Description

I am not a normal girl. Everyone thinks I am a 17 year old orphan, yet I'm not just that. I know things others don't. I can do what others can't. Everyone's true emotion can be seen on their shadow, only by me. I can't see it if it's on television or a video, but I can see it if they're in my view of vision. I can read emotions literally.

The heavens made a mistake on me. God is dead. The Demons and Devils are after me. The Angels protect me. The Fallen Angels crave me. Ghosts are attracted to me. The Council of God are cautious of my existence.

I received it from an angel. In my orphanage, I woke up with my ears ringing, as the shining sparkle of light hit my eyes directly. Only I woke up. Why is that? It's because the message was meant only for me. The ringing cease gradually as my eyes blinked, gathering my energy up. What is going on? I asked that to myself many times. I saw it. Her long golden locks curing up, along with her starry emerald eyes flickering. A sight no other than me can see. Her bright cheery smile belonged to a toddler. The flowing white gown swayed to the swirl of wind. It was none other than a beautiful angel.

"Kuroda, Marina do not be frightened. For I am an angel in the orders of the lords of heaven himself. He who is to be called the gods sent me as the messenger. I am to be call as Aniel and none more than of it. As of 'tis present, I shall read 'tis messages to be declared by the lords," Aniel notified. "Shall I begin?"

"Aniel, didn't you say 'lords' and 'gods'? Isn't there one?" I questioned suspicious of her words. "There's a group of gods?"

"Correct. The questions to be asked of you shall be answered within 'tis message of the lords. If not, be invited to ask the lords."

"Can ya cut out all of the formal talk? I'm not really use to it dude- I mean Aniel and go ahead to read the letter or message whatever. You don't hafta ask me, ya know."

"My apologizes. For tis' cannot be done. 'Tis to be obligatory. I shall begin with the messages.

Dear Miss Kuroda,

Please accept of my apologizes and regard of them. Within the heavens creating souls are the highest honored of all jobs. We choose their parents, hardships, and lover based on what data and how we seek them to be. Hardships are necessary, yet many do not go as was arranged. Thus, the world in earth is uncontrollable. Once a soul is established, it cannot be changed. For your soul, the one who produced it made a mistake. 'Tis the reason emotions appear within one's shadow. We in the heavens cannot apologize enough to repent for 'tis atrocious error made. Sorry.

My Dear Apologizes,

Commander of the god Council 1

Dear Ms. Kuroda,

In due to our own mistakes, your soul has been burdened. Our apologizes may not be forgiven, however us in the heavens shall do our duties in so. 264 years ago a war between heaven and hell broke dearly. It was only when god himself perished when it halted. After 'tis event of disaster, us angels have formed a god council in place of god. Before then, was spirals of tragedies in heaven and hell. Angles had no choice but to continue constructing souls, yet in the mist of heavens darkness many mistakes have been made.

Although all souls are checked carefully and re-made if had to be, your soul was carelessly inspected, leaving errors. We store souls for hundreds and maybe thousands of years, until the perfect setting, obstacles, and other souls can be met. Once a soul is released, it cannot be changed. Mistakes are rare, so we are extremely sorry for this.

Our Apologizes,

Commander of the god council 2

Dear Kuroda, Marina,

Due to all us in heaven has done, your life and soul is not as how it should be. We can only apologize as much will satisfy, yet changes cannot be done. Your soul was to be in talented of reading emotions, yet due to 'tis unfortunate error, your soul can now see emotions within those of shadows. 'Tis cannot be told of anyone. If warning of your telling be near to appear, the one to be near of told shall disappear.

Demons, devils, and fallen angels shall be favor of your soul. Demons are not to be of trusted. In the world of earth, do your utmost to keep of 'tis unrevealed. None others than the higher ups within the heavens know of 'tis, yet us heavens cannot control of what shall happen. If needed, angels shall come by your side. In ten years, angels of extraordinary talents and training shall be sent to be by your side.

Our Greatest Apologizes,

God Council General 4

'Tis all contents of letters."

"I still got a question. How do I go against da demon? I can do all the doctor stuff, fight, and be faster than a normal person, but that ain't enough."

"As told before in the letters, if needed angels shall be sent to protect and aid you."

"So what'd I do now? Just pretend to be some normal girl?"

"Correct. If no more questions are presented, I shall leave to heaven."

"Will I see you again?"

"Perhaps not, yet the future may hold the unexpected."

"Then bye?"

"Farewell dear soul."

That was just weird. The dazzling light spun in a vortex, leaving my eye nearly blinded. Shutting them tightly, I could hear the vibrations of the light swirling. As soon as the noises ceased, the orphanage returned to its complete silence as once before the angel Aniel came by. That was ten years ago.

Now by night I'm a popular cabaret girl. In the daytime, I'm a model. To the hospital, I'm a teen with heterochromia or two different eye colors. In school, I'm the cold demon. To my fans, I'm a cute model. To my friends, I'm a passionate girl. To my family, I don't have one. To the heavens, I'm the girl they made a mistake on.

Today was just another one of those normal days for me. I'd assume my typical days is a bizarre day for other people. What happened ten years ago was still imprinted in my mind so vivid and clear. Since then, I couldn't be surprised if one of my classmates were a demon in hiding, but none of them could hide from me.

As I turned 13 years old, I moved out of the orphanage to live off on my own. Actually I ran away from that dreadful prison like place people called an "Orphanage". I took along my friends, yet one by one we all separated, although few died, I still kept contact with all of them. That's what the average person would call impossible, but I could see them all, ghosts, demons, devils, angels, fallen angels, every one of them.

Racing out to the door, I popped a sucker in and nearly ran into Mitsuki. Mitsuki is the angel who takes care of me. After the incident were an angel was actually a devil in disguise found out about me, all of heaven and hell knew who I am and what happened, therefore the god council sent down an angel to guard me.

"Hurry up Mitsuki! The Council Prez can't be late to school!" I yelled over him as I jumped over him. "Shit! I'm gonna be late to work! That damn dude gonna yell at me!"

And that's me. A bad mannered girl with lengthy smooth hair and a pair of contact lenses to hide my complete heterochromia from the world. I'm skilled in fighting, drawing, acting, and smarts. My quick tongue and glared is feared by my area. They call me a cold demon, yet the real demon isn't me. It's Tanaka, Natsume my unpleasant classmate.

"Do not swear like so!" Mitsuki scolded me. "Jumping over I is much very ill-mannered! Say 'excuse me' if needed so!"

Mitsuki, the protecting angel who is caring. He speaks really formal and attracts all of the girls in school, but in school he talks normally. He's also against me working as a cabaret girl, underage or not.

"You're the same way as a mom," Katsumi sighed. "Talk like a normal person."

Sano, Katsumi is my childhood ghost. Yes, a ghost. As I mentioned having friends in the orphanage, not all of them were human. Katsumi or as I call Katsu is a daring and care-free ghost. Although he's close to me, he pisses me off once in a while by sneaking in my shower or something like that, so I throw salt on him.

I ran to work, leaving Katsu to play video games and Mitsuki at school. Usually, I skip school for work, but today I didn't realize it was my day off. I walked to school, scaring the strangers with my glare as always. Seriously, it's just the way I look at people. I'm not a monster, but not many people know that.

"Late to school!" the teacher yelled.

"So I get in trouble for showing up to school?" I threw my bag on my desk. "Gee, thanks teach."

"It's teacher not teach!"

"Like I care."

"Go to the office to discuss your behavior!"
"Like your behavior isn't bad. I saw you go it a cabaret place!"

"T-that... um"

"So shut up old fart!"

Five minutes later, Mitsuki gave me a scolding.

"Why are you so sassy?" he sighed.

"Well, sorry for wanting a normal life!"

"I can give that to you," Suzuki smirked. "A normal life, in exchange for something."

"I'm not stupid," I turned my back on him. "Anyways, all I want is a normal life. Is that too much to ask?"

"Contract is here to sign, if you ever change your mind," Suzuki left, folding the contract in a neat rectangle. "I hope you consider it."

"Oh, hell," I picked it up. "It says in exchange for a normal life, I have to be his lover?! What is the damn devil thinking?"

"Don't do it!" Mitsuki tore the sheet. "You can't, because I love you! He's been picking on you, because he loves you, and so do I, so don't!"

"What?" I blushed. I looked in Mitsuki's shadow. It was true. "I... I'm sorry, but I really want this normal life. I mean, if it's only a lover thing... I'm willing to do anything to have a normal life."

"Please," Mitsuki embraced me. "Please, don't leave me."

The world disappeared and a new one was made. Suzuki's contract was signed by me. My new life, here I come!

"Marina! Wake up!" a voice yelled. "It's time for school."

"More... Sleep..." I pulled my covers over.

"Suzuki is here!"

I jumped up right away. I was a normal girl, but then Suzuki came into my life. He's the best thing that ever happened. I love him so much! He's my boyfriend, but the girls always try to flirt with him.

"Stop!" a handsome boy came in. "Marina, it's me, Mitsuki. Come back! Remember all of the times you had here! It was a sad life, but it was fun, wasn't it?"

I remembered. It was fun, so why did I choose this life? I came back; back to the present.

"Marina! Wake up!" a voice yelled. "It's time for school."

"More... Sleep..." I pulled my covers over.

"Mitsuki is here!"

I jumped up almost as soon as possible. My dream why a long and weird one. I was heaven's mistake and the ending of the dream was so rushed too. Mitsuki became an angel, Katsu was a ghost, and Suzuki was a devil. I grinned to my odd dream. I walked to school, telling Mitsuki about my dream and how I could read emotions.

"Didn't you always complain of how you wanted a fun life?" Mitsuki pinched my cheek. "Now you experienced it and want a normal life. Make up your mind!"

"Stop it Mitsuki. It's hurts," I pulled his hand off. "My life is good as it is!"

Moral: Be thankful wit what you have!