Falling Feathers Chapter 4
Chapter 4: Jumping to Conclusions
"Who is she?" Sterling asked watching as she zigzagged across the road with the pile of heavy books.
"She's a weapon like the kind with a knife thing on the end of a chain, well she could sort of change I guess, what kind of weapon does that make her?"
"Forget it," Sterling said quickly, "I bet she can help us find Mrs. Evans- Hace?" but Hace had already sprinted away and was now taking half of Stella's pile of books.
"Let me help," Hace grinned, "A lady should not be forced to carry something this heavy."
Stella's eyes grew wide and she blushed, "I-I can manage by myself just fine," she murmured sticking her nose high into the air.
"I'm sure you can, but you should never have to," he smiled as Sterling ran up alongside the two.
Sterling took the rest of her books under his arm and smiled as he shook her hand and introduced himself, "Sterling, pleasure."
"W-why are you still here," she demanded after a moment of silence
Falling Feathers Chapter 3
Chapter 3: To The DWMA
An alarm clock was buzzing, but the tired hand extending from under a pile of twisted sheets could not seem to find it, instead it only knocked over a wooden bank on the nightstand and a bottle of water that bounced on the wooden floor once before rolling under the bed and beginning to leak.
"Ah " murmured a female voice hitting the side of the bed in frustration, "Why ?"
The shape under the blankets did not move for a moment as she tried to block out the constant buzz of the clock and the trickling of the water as it ran between the wooden floorboards but was too much to ignore.
She was just about to rise from the blankets when something small and heavy jumped onto the bed and on her outstretched arm under the covers.
"Ah-ha-ah!" the figured moaned as the thing that jumped onto her began to shout something at her.
"Come on! Come on! Get up!" shouted a small girl only about ten with short black hair tied up into two buns on either s