¡~YO SOY BORIQUA~!

Chapter 3! Hope ya like!



Allas and Vincent trudged on, the path hoping to find someone of something that could benefit them. Vincent stared at his coin, as he walked. He couldn't wait to use it, but Allas, had something else in mind....

:Vincent's point of view:
"I can't wait to see what will come outta this thing, of whatever!" I zei cheerfully~ I played around with the coin, flicking it in the air and catching it. But, as I flicked it again, that dumb ol' bat, Allas just snatched it in midair! What nerve! "Hey bat! Thats MY coin! Give it back of I'll make Translyvanian bat stoven, stoofpot outta you!"...

This story is about Vincent's past. He's around the age of....I'd say 8? Well he has his cold attitude for a reason and this will explain why!



Translyvania, Romania......the most unforgiving land in all the world! I look but, see nothing but, darkness…touch but, feel nothing but, cold, hard, stone…I listen but, just hear the cries of angry bats, and the smell isn't pleasant either...Is the land I'm connected to…Oblivion? I tried escaping this place, into another region of Romania but, I get nothing but, hate…I was called monster, daemon, devil, evil spirit, and even, rat! Who would of...

Yes....I freaking love Kid Icarus Uprising so much that I'm writing a fan fiction XD It's been a while since I made any fan fiction so I'm a bit rusty lol I of course plan to add some humour after the serious parts are over of course!

P.S. Sorry for the unprofessional pictures XD they look so outta place but, I gotta toon u how these people look! Sorry but, I don't have a pic of Phosphora of Hades >.<'
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It was exactly 4 years since the defeat of Hades, Lord of The UnderWorld and our heroes were having a little get-together...

Saturday, June 7th 1986,


My Pappa Spain was taking mi hermanito, Dominican Republic (We call him Dominique for short) and I, to watch un juego de béisbol! Béisbol means Baseball in Spanish. I was excited to see the game. It was my island, Puerto Rico's team, Criollas de Caguas VS Dominique's national team, Tigres del Licey! We were walking to the stadium to see the long awaited game. My brother and I were both age 4 at the time. We were arguing on which team would win during the entire walk! We were in my island at the time, so Dominique insisted that if my team won, I had home pagina field advantage....