"I hate you!!"
"Your a murderer!!!"
"How could i ever love you, i don't even know who you are..."
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Each memory came flooding back to him in a rush.
Their voices...His own voice...raised and hurt, the last time he saw them they had such a horrible fight and now....now he had no hope of seeing them ever again.
The 14th of September had rolled around and before he could even register the date cloaked figures exchanged the chains for yellow dyed rope and the ropes for ribbons.
So Quakity sat wrapped up like a Christmas tree in November with a splitting headache and the memories of his lovers scorn etched into his brain.
Everything was too much for him and there was nothing he could do but sit and wait for death to come to him
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Alone With Him
FanfictionQuakity, a famous hero either loved or hated by the civilians he saves. Phantom, the lesser known but most dangerous of the Crow Father's sons. The two had been rivals for years and hated eachother but...hate can blend with passion and passion can t...
