Hey, this is my first story on wattpad...I hope its not too bad. Comment if you like it please. :)
" Scream, shout;
Scream, shout; we are the fallen angels;
We are the in between; can't stand these sons of war;
Struck to this earth like lightning-" The song Fallen Angels by Black Veil Brides blasts from my alarm clock.
I unplug the damn thing and throw it on the floor...if you haven't noticed, I'm not exactly a morning person.
I sigh heavily and reluctantly drag myself out of bed. I stand up and instantly feel the sensation of the cold morning air hitting my bare skin and the aching in my stomach from last nights events.
I stretch thoroughly and walk stiffly to the bathroom. I was currently wearing a light grey T-shirt and black boxers so the cold is making me shiver. Nothing a hot shower can't fix...hopefully.
I get to my bathroom and turn the water on. After stripping, I slowly get in and let the hot water wash away my thoughts.
After about half an hour, I get out of the warm, welcoming shower. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it tightly around myself before looking in my full length mirror. Hm. My black hair is wet and reaches my waist. I have emo style hair with fringe bangs that cover my left eye, and blue streaks in the under layers and at the end of my bangs.
I have bright, neon purple eyes that glow at night...weird I know...
I have pale pink, full lips, soft features, pale white skin, and snake bites. Something weird about me is that ever since I can remember, I've had these dark, detailed wings tattooed from the tops of my shoulder blades to the lower part of my back.
They almost cover it completely and they grow the older I get...
My height is a mere 5'6, my weight is a pathetic 119 pounds, i have a suttle six pack, my bra size is a 38C, and I have soft curves. I sound so intimidating don't I? (Note the sarcasm)
I dry my hair, streighten it, and dry myself off before putting on black eyeliner, black mascara, and dark blue eye shadow.
I exit the bathroom and grab my hunting clothes. They are black lace underwear and bra, tight black, leather pants, a thick belt to hold my weapons, a thin, light grey strapped tank top, and my snug fitting leather jacket.
I get dressed quickly before entering my closet. I turn to my shelf and grab my two silver daggers, dip them in holy water and place them on my belt. You may be wondering what the hell, right? What kind of job do you need silver daggers and holy water for? Simple...my job, is hunting and killing vampires...
