#fell!vela

[velagardenwitch]

Sarah interacting with some fell fellas

@creepychippy

@ranze

@anamakara

@mysty-nights-and-water-ghosts

[velagardenwitch]

hmm see like V, is planning somenthing

Fell!nic: what do you wanna her ?

Fell!vela: ... I'm curious, besides, you know if she does something, I'll take care of her.

Fell!nic: ok , you watch her

Fell!vela: perfet

Besides

fell!Vela is a quiet girl, but quite observant. Her personality is quite explosive but she tends to gossip, hiding it in a serious car. She is cunning, strong, tends to curse a lot, is controlling in some cases and is not afraid to tell you things in the face, regardless of the consequences, she is also very good at lying and keeping secrets. Tends to drink beer and hot water despite not being 18. Sometimes she does some secret work to nic.

Sara:@creepychippy

Fell!Nicolas:@anamakara

Fell!Ranze:@ranze

( sorry if the drawing looks rushed,)

[velagardenwitch]

Fell!vela: understand ?

Sarah: ....... can you repeat

Fell!vela: UHG!!! Señor dame paciencia !!!(God give me patience !)

[velagardenwitch]

( answer to thishttps://artist-bc-im-scared.tumblr.com/post/611219674684866560/looks-like-sarah-has-been-kidnapped)

Part 1/2

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[velagardenwitch]

(I put bad the numbers)

Part 2/2

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[velagardenwitch]

YOU CAN ESCAPE FOR THE ACTION OF YOURS ACTIONS

[WARNING : political issues, blood, death, attack on a minor]

BEFORE EVERYTHING

I do not try to attack anyone, or bring to light anything concerning the political, I came up with this scenario FICTICIO to fell! Vela. I touched on the topic of politics, because I think that being a part of me, she would have some problems regarding politics. AND AS I SAID THIS IS FULLY FICTITIOUS. (I don't know for sure if I did it right or not, tell me, in fact this is my first English fanfic)

The path was empty, totally dark and desolate. Well, nobody knew that they expected that two, to be walking on a street at night at approximately 10 or something at night, many would consider them a stupid, after all why risk a possible robbery? Well, in reality, they didn't care, or maybe they just didn't take it into account, the man just wanted to go out with his daughter, put the stress aside, and spend a pleasant night with her.

The man in question was someone with dark skin, tall and wide his eyes were srrios and dark circles were visible in the lower part of his eyes, but that does not prevent those dark brown eyes from crossing your soul, could be intimidating, could infuse the respect or measure that I saw them. Well in almost everyone, but not in the young woman next to him, something that seemed absurd, well, that the two of them were next to each other seemed absurd. The young woman almost as tall as him, her skin was the same tone and her eyes to, but she was rolled up on her arm, always looking sideways, and her eyes did not convey the fear or vigor that the older one rather, seemed anxious, like if at some point someone were to jump from a corner and attack them. These thoughts were always her own, she never liked to go alone on the street, it caused all her senses to be alert, and the fact that she like to watch crime series and suspense didn't help much. She didn't want to be like that but, she just couldn't help thinking that something was hiding, that something was chasing them, that-

"What are you thinking sweetie ?"

The thick voice of her companion made her get out of her mint bubble and return to the real world, and now she was staring at the man. Both were standing in an interception waiting outside a supermarket near there, their eyes were on his , and in spite of the little light that was there, I could see warmth in these.

"Nothing that should know , dad "

Her voice was childish and playful, almost mocking him, and she couldn't help smiling when serious eyes turned mocking and brought her close in a soft hug. The girl laughed and wrapped her arms around her father.

"Well excuse me, young lady! But I think that if I should know what is going around for that little head" The soft laughter of her daughter just made her smile widen "or that old Diaz can't know"

"DAD !!! It's none of your business!"

" if it is "

" NOT "

"YES"

They both laughed amusedly at each other, it was normal for their father to make jokes or just urinate in his head, more than anything because he knew what his daughter was like, and how he could overweight things around him. Now they were walking on the sidewalk talking quietly, but more than anything, the conversation was about the father reassuring his daughter.

"We are near the house, relax"

"I know, but, ... I feel that something is watching us, that it is chasing us. I don't know, Dad."

The aforementioned smiled affectionately at his daughter and ran a hand through his head, disheveled her a little, if that was layers, since her curly hairs were already far fetched.

"It's okay, don't let your night go bankrupt. We just came from that concert that you asked me for weeks to go, so don't get depressed now."

He was right, she had asked him to go to this concert that they were going to give in a place more or less close to his house for almost a month, his friend kam had lent him this leather jacket and everything to go, since there was a rock group that both of them liked to go.

"I know, but I don't like how darkness is this-"

CRACK

Almost simultaneously they stopped talking and turned their eyes where the sound had been produced. A man was standing just behind them a few meters away being exact. He had a small yellow bandana in his mouth, a jacket with a hood over his capeba, jeans and sports shoes. His eyes seemed empty, or rather stubborn, they assumed the young woman, and looked them straight in the eye, well man's eyes

" ...... father.."

"behind me"

He did not have to repeat the action twice so that the young woman practically would arm behind him, hiding from those sinister eyes of the man.

"you don't think it's funny"

 

the man looked at them

"The fact that the whole world is suffering for what you have done, for what you have done. And for what? I say, look at a stupid military man who, while thousands of people die, the money stolen by you is spent to - "

"Is this what you know how to say? Or they just sent you to say that and you had to learn Alcaletra so they wouldn't end up saying goodbye or me to know"

Her voice was strong, authoritarian, and somewhat rude, she knew that her father had no problems with government opponents if they respected the other ideologies and that as long as they sought an agreement that everything could live well, but recently he was only with people who insulted him, he tried to hurt him, he accused him of the only killer when he had done wrong is that at one time he was a military man and now he was working as a genrebte in an enoresa substantiated by the government ... and they were never cured if it is that the reality had done all those things. If there were bad people in his party but not all were.

"So by the way you think you are very funny to make fun of me"

"I don't want to make fun of you, but all I need is for someone to come and give us a hand for using the money I earn, to walk with my daughter"

".... I lick to tell you this, but that won't happen"

I could not see his mouth but I could feel how under that scarf he was smiling, I could see his malicious look and feel that sinister smile.

Before anyone could even speak a tiron behind him, he forced her to part with her father. He tried to move and detach himself from the grip of his apprentice but the only ones he received in return were laughing out from behind him and a sharp pain came to his sumptuous, it was momentary and fast and as soon as he felt it he fell to the ground and the dome pain went away a plague in his nervous system, perhaps because of how much pain this did not repair how she screamed, and how her father's screams were silenced by more laughter. Maybe because of that surprise attack, I don't notice that the reason why his father did not defend himself was because his leg was punctured by a horrible gunshot wound, well that he could not hear it thanks to the silencer, maybe I don't listen to his thanks his mind was trying to escape the multiple blows and kicks that were given and made every part where he touched his skin umhububar an indescribable burning that made her scream to the point where her vocal cords hurt, Maybe it was difficult talk, respond to his father because his voice was quiet with suspicions and short hangings.

Who knows how long this lasted, the only thing she felt was how at one moment the blows and blows stopped suddenly and how it was altered, each by one arm and forced her to look forward and saw her father.

He had tears in his eyes, his lip was broken and he was bleeding from his nose. I could see how the parts where his fists ended up landing began to inflame, he was shaking and his skin was pale but at least in this position they needed at least four of the group to hold him and make him look at her. face

"Hmmmm, how does it feel to know that for what you are, your daughter will have to pay the same sins as you who feels to be someone so weak to not be able to defend themselves by a simple bullet" while saying this he stomped on where the hurt, caisanso to his father shout of the acute pain that caused "and how it feels" I look at myself directly "that your father and you are scum for this country"

I felt my eyes burn, my body in general burned, of rage, of helplessness, of being able to defer to the person who since I was a baby was there for me.

"she ...... n-no ... it's to blame"

His eyes were fixed on his father who with his last efforts tried to look at her and give her a calm look but absolutely failed.

"You're right ...... It's yours ... so why don't we take care of that?"

He felt his heart stop when he saw the gun in his father's head, he almost grunted with his eyes that he didn't.

" On the count of three "

his eyes rose

"one "

he stared at her, watching as he tried to get rid of his bonds with all his strength

"two"

Her eyes looked imploringly at her father's, almost to beg him to tell her that this was all a dream. He just smiled and his lips formed a single sentence.

"Three !"

"i love you"

" DAD!!!!!"

Vela was startled to the point that the whole room began to float and break it took a few minutes to realize that it had all been a dream, well, dream among what can be said ......

when his vision finally adjusted to the environment, he felt his eyes fogged again by those annoying tears, which currently ran down his face. Little by little, she rolled herself up in a fetal position and gently her little whispers became solosos and these in tears, while the same phrase that had been repeated the last 2 years was repeated

" I love you too "

fell! Vela, cause of death: shot at close range by his father's side.