HER HAIR HELD THE SAME RED COLOR AS blood, her olive skin was laced with scars from years and years of fighting, and her caramel eyes were filled with a deep revenge.
She was raised to kill since the day she was born, being trained until her body collapsed. She was strong and could kill anything or anyone, even without the help of her extraordinary power.
The power to manipulate blood. She could drain ones body of their blood without even touching them or create the crimson substance out of thin air and then could manipulate it into anything she wanted really. It made her unstoppable, no one could get in her way without dying in the matter of seconds.
She was feared by the many that knew of her, most would keep their distance and hide from her if they even caught a glimpse of her blood red hair.
Until she was thrown into the world of vampirism and discovered that she wasn't feared by all, rather adored.
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𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄, 𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬.
Fanfiction"why aren't you scared of me? why do you care for me?" ★・・・・・・★ a girl trained to kill since she was born is sent on a mission to take down the Volturi, but isn't able to bring herself to do so...