KashmiriAngelDragon

 “Count off!” The loud German yelled. “Uno.” The Italian said with his normal smile. “Ni!” The Japanese man said straitening up. “Three.” You said as the German looked at his team. “Today’s training is a simple one.” He started as you thought. ‘A simple one? We just ran I don’t know how many miles already plus those pushups and pull ups oh and don’t forget the sit ups.’ You realized you were talking in your head and not listening so you pulled yourself back to what the German was saying. “Today ve vill deal vith how to properly throw a

    "Ragazza!" The thundered boomed outside again.    'He's mad again.' You sighed and got up. Placing a bookmark in the book you were reading, you headed up to your masters room.    You knocked his door loudly. For a minute there was nothing but the distant booming of thunder. You opened your voice to say something but realized that you couldn't talk. You never would.    Let's explain shall we. You had somehow become Feliciano's maid. It all started when your parents had given you up. You were always the odd one. Pointing at things people couldn't see or knowing things before they happened. You were suppose to a sacrifice so that the vil