503? That means she was 42 numbers ahead of me. Jesus Christ all this saving rejects shit is makes me tired. Maybe she knows or recognizes me. They both teleported into her abandoned apartment. Jordyn jolted back, shocked and confused by the teleporting. "Welcome to my 'home' follow me," Tiffany stepped into what used to be her room and went to the closet. Jordyn followed slowly and watched her. "Pick anything you like," Tiff opened the closet doors and sat on the broken wood. For scanned through some of the old clothes that once belonged to Tiffany. Tiff returned in her world of thought once again.
"Luminous what are you?" Her eyes flashed up at the man. "Are you a ghost?" She shook her head. "Phantom?" No. "Demon?" No. "Can you tell me what you are?"
"I don't know what I am... Or who you are."
"I have told you what my name is, it's your job to remember. I am only human."
"I don't like the way you treat me.." She muttered and paused. "I am human too..."
"Tsk... Not quite Lumi. Try again." Tiffany glared around then up at him.
"I don't know... Haven't you run enough tests on my a-already?" Her voice cracked. "Why can't I go and be free?" The man bent down to Tiffany's level. "It's only because I want to learn more about you. For my own pleasure of course." Tiffany stumbled back a little, getting a rising feeling of disgust. "Have sex. That's exactly what you want to do. I'm so fucking 'different' right? That's why. I hate you. And I would rather die." Her eyes flashed from black to white then to normal. " Pleasure my ass, what kind of researchers do that. I don't even think you're a real damn scientist. You're probably a criminal or rapist so stay the hell away from me. I don't know what I am, period." He chuckled at her response and reacted calmly. "Oh Luminous, I only want you to be mine. Forever." She gave him a death glare. "Fuck. You." Soon enough Freckles and Teeny stormed into the room with the needles again and she attempted to disappear. No use. They pinned her down once again and drugged her with the shots.
Jordyn was speaking to her. "Hello? Why do you keep spacing out?" Tiffany glared at her, a little lost. "I like these clothes," she held up a light orange shirt, a red bandana, and some blue, ripped shorts. "Ok, you can have them," she responded as she turned around to let Jor change her clothing. After changing quickly, Jor glanced at Tiffany. "So what are you?" Tiff faced her and gave a meek smile, "Just a shadow, human, hybrid."
"Luminous you know what I'm gonna mark you down as?"
"A s-shadow? Human? Some sort of hybrid?"
"Not just that, but... A fallen and broken.
Angel."

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AzioneThe backstory of the 'shadow' woman herself, Tiffany. Born as a 'rejected freak' and nurtured into a murderer. A murderer to help rejects like her of course. Difficulty lurks everywhere, even in herself, and she needs to learn how to trust others ag...