Living the way I do is like living in hell. I mean I've grown up in a harsh environment where my so called "parents" beat me and whip me till I can't move and yell at me to get up. They call me weak and useless. I maybe 16 but I'm a killer to the bone. No one trusts me one bit and I wouldn't blame them.
I go to high school just like any ordinary person would in the morning but at night I kill people for money. So I'm a killer and an assassin yes. And I never thought that one day I would come face to face with my enemy and fall in love. I shouldn't have feelings it's like they vanished after being adopted by my "parents". Should I?
A/N: sorry for it being so short but I'll try to make it longer next chapter. Hope you enjoy the series.
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The Robin I needed
FanfictionDemona Falls is a killer who is abused and bullied everyday. One day a new kid, Damian Wayne (robin) the son of Bruce Wayne, who is also 16 joins the school and meets her. Over time they slowly fall in love and she will soon have to tell him who she...
