They were shocked.
They found out the truth.
After nearly thirty years.
How could they not be in shock when all that they thought they knew about their cloud was a lie?!
How could they be so blind?!
Because that was the truth.
Skull De Morte was Harry James Potter.
How could they, the world's strongest, fall for a mask when in truth, Skull was so much more.
He was a war hero.
A soldier.
A commander.
A scapegoat.
A killer.
An orphan.
A child.
Yet all thay saw him as was a coward.
A fool.
Weak.
Thay couldn't breathe.
How could they abuse someone like him?
After all he's done for the world?
They felt disgust rise in them.
Disgust in themselves.
They only stared in shock when Viper and Skull came down with the illusionist clinging to to the stuntman, with one hand on Skull's heart as if to reassure himself that his lover was alive.
No one blamed him.
They looked at Skull and wondered.
Just how many secrets did he had?
The End
Soo this is all
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- WD
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FanfictionSkull De Morte had a lot of secrets. He just couldn't help it. He absolutely hated to share his thoughts, his feelings and his past. So what if he lied daily? So what if he built a mask? So what if every single thing the Arcobaleno knew about him...
