Aurora Costello.

Chapter 20.

3 days later.

I told them mostly everything.

I told them about the daily abuse, verbal and physical, I showed them the bruises and the scars, the welts and the words scarred into my body that reminded me off all the shit I'd been through but also of all the shit I'd survived.

I told them how when I turned just 10 years old I stole mark's car and taught myself how to drive, once I had learnt the basics I taught my self how to race, then I took myself to my very first street race. That same year I met Asteria and she took me to a underground fight, I watched her fight and instantly knew I wanted to try it out, she took me to her elder brother who taught me the basics.

I found a small shed on the same road as mine and used my winnings from the races to turn it into my very own makeshift gym, I bought myself a phone and YouTubed how to fight so well you become undefeated. After two months of skipping school, nursing my wounds back to health, racing and teaching myself how to fight and kill, I had aced it all. When I was 10 and 10 months I did my first underground fight. I won, and the rest is history. I have never lost a fight and I don't plan on changing that anytime.

Some say it's about technique but the honest truth is technique means shit all of you don't have fire and determination, and I have a massive amount of both.

That same month I met the rest of the my inner circle, I met them with Asteria at a street race where nova was beating a fat man to a pulp, we later learnt he had tried to rape her, we found him and beat him so badly he later died from his injuries.

Oops.

After that we became inseparable and spent every day together.

I told them when I was 11 I got the underground name shadow, she was the name of the street racer and fighter who was undefeated no matter who she raced or fought.

I told them when I was 12 I was raped for the first time by mark, I spared some of the details of that. I told them mark wasn't the only one to rape me, he called his friends round to help him torture me and then they'd get an hour each of play time as he used to call it.

I told them at 13 I learnt 15 languages so I could understand what everyone was saying around me, all of the men who raped and tortured me had different backgrounds and therefore spoke different languages. There was 15 men in total.
English, Spanish, Italian, Portuguese, Arabic, polish, Russian, French, German, mandarin, Japanese, Hindi, Shona, Hungarian and Icelandic. I also knew BSL and ASL but I learnt them for separate reasons.

I told them when I was fourteen I had, had enough of the dirty bodies on me and killed all fifteen of my abusers. The same month I met Pietro.

I told them how our relationship started as innocent as a 14 year old and 17 year old. At the time I was in a very dark place and my first kills were eating me alive. He helped me get through it and nursed me back to stability. As stable as one could be after being abused and raped for 15 years and then killing 15 fully grown men in less than 2 hours.

I told them that with in 15 months he had began manipulating me into taking drugs and sleeping with him, sometimes he would make me feel guilty because he helped me out of a bad place and I couldn't even help him when he was horny.

I told them that when I didn't sleep with him he would get so aggressive he'd beat me black and blue, it went unnoticed because I'd come home to my "parents" and they'd just beat me until I went from black and blue to just plain black with bruises.

I told them when I turned 16 I broke up with Pietro after he raped me while I was unconscious, what I hadn't known was that I was pregnant at the time with his baby. I had taken a test the next day which came back positive, I had gone to get another 5 tests to make sure and when I came back to my basement, Pietro was waiting for me. He held the positive test in his hand safe to say he wasn't happy about it, in fact he was livid.