I did exactly what they wanted
I followed though with my training and got smarter.
Prettier.
And more viscous.
I was just a little child back then five years old and I was already a killer, I had blood on my hands and the smirk of satisfaction in printed on my face.
I've stood and watched all my victims gasp there last breaths, begging and pleading for mercy, but I felt nothing for them no pain, sorrow or sympathy. I guess growing up caged in your own home can really change a girl.
Years passed and now I'm fifteen, and nothing has stopped, it has only gotten worst.
I've turned selfless, no emotion for the young wealthy or poor I've turned the vial weapon they wanted a monster.
I'm now alone in this world my parents the one who turned me against the world are now dead killed by the hands of there own little monster..me.
It wasn't a choice, no I did it for strength, family is a weakness along with love.
But I never really believed I was alone there's someone else out there that's just like me. I can feel it and I'm gonna find out who it is one way or another.
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Hey guys i decided to start another story😀. But don't worry I'm still writing the other one 😉 I just had a new idea so I just went with it. short chapter ik but it's kinda just an introduction/prologue other chapters will be longer.😙😙
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✔◆ kill Or Be Killed ◆✔ (Completed)
Teen FictionShe was an outcast from birth. Trained to be the ultimate killing weapon by her parents who ended up being killed. This fearsome fighter gets adopted by a lady that teaches her how to love and care for others, further on she realizes she's getting...
