Um.. yeah, What to tell you so you don't get confused: I used Norse Mythology in the story. The Apple is from Idun, Hel is the Daughter of Loki, and Odin is um... yeah. Hard to explain. Anywho!
This is English
This is Osacien (My made-up language)
The sweet taste of honey.
A dash of pumpkin spices.
And yet, nothing could seem sweeter than the flesh of the golden apple given to Kiru; Idun's apple. She bit into the golden skin once more with light force, smiling as the juice ran from her pink lips to her soft skin. It was a given chance with immortality. That lovely, absoloutly delicious feeling of strength and confidence pouring from the haven from where the Norse Gods lived, and into her body.
Immortality once again, oh... that power! Eternal youth was amoungst the eighteen year old once again. Again, in a different body; what joy!
"Eari child. Your fate has been chosen, has it not?" The female looked up from her tall chair to the face of Hel. Smirking, Kiru nodded quietly, holding up the golden apple with a dark blue ribbon twindling between her slender fingers. An offering to her once loved leader. "I hope for you to be safe, Hel. Loki should have not let you go so quickly..such a lovely person like you." Kiru never minded that Hel had the face and upper torso of a living woman and the lower torso of a dead corspe of a female. Her glittering green eyes trailed upward once again to Hel's hand thoughtfully taking back the apple. "Why, I am flattered dear child. But you must wake up once more into Earth... or Odin shall find you." Kiru wiped the dried juice with a sleeve and nodded quietly.
"I shall miss you, Hel. Until next time..."