I vaguely remember being dragged into a bright room and strapped to a table. Some blurry figure above me injected something into my arm.
Darkness took over.
I found myself sitting in front of Fyre. Strangely, she didn't talk, merely sat crossed legged with her arms across her chest, staring at the floor between us. She scared me when she finally spoke.
"You know why I exist right? You remember... Him?" I found I couldn't speak, only nod. She looked up at me, red eyes meeting green. I didn't want to remember my past. I didn't want to remember...
the relentless beatings
the life on the streets
the stealing to get by
avoiding the police
never
ending
pain
I woke with a start, screaming.
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The Demons- JackSepticeye/Markiplier
FanficEveryone remembers where they were the moment when they heard of the Demon Tracker. It changed the world, you know, the fact that there was scientific proof of Demons. It changed everything. Highest Rank: #67 in antisepticeye
