It was a long time ago.
I don't really remember to be honest. They didn't want me to.
When they found me, I was already broken. And the they broke me more than before.
This is the story of me. And Evelyn.
Being a hero is harder than you would expect when the party's over. When they throw back the curtain. When the world sees what you really are. Who am I?
I am my mum's girl. But she's dead, and there is nothing I can do.
They can kill her. They can mutate my body. They can even kill me. But they can't kill my soul. I will fight for the people. No matter what they do.
They may call me one, but I am no hero.
I am Bex Marcel.
I just try to do what's right.
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A/N: Hey there! Welcome to Weapon Of Choice!
I am pretty bad at writing, so I will probably make a lot of mistakes, but, stick with me, I swear it might be worth it!
I have a fairly crazy update schedule, but I promise I won't abandon you guys without telling you!
Share with friends, please, I will probably never get reads so I would appreciate the help :( . Thanks for reading! xxx
