A/N I know, I know all of the people (which wasnt that many...) who was reading my link story are probably mad at me. Well, in that case, I am going to paralize you because im a 3rd degree black belt in martial arts...u dont want to mess with me. But the bad news I have C.I.P.A...it makes me numb to pain...While I was reaserching franticly on the internet...I came (weirdly enough) across a ticci toby story, and read it. It did act as an insperation...:3 so...ENJOY
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Fire. thats all you saw now..you cracked a insane smile and walked into the woods. Into the woods to hang yourself. You had jet black pony tail was tucked into your thin hoodie. (sorry if any of these discriptions and clothing doesnt match you...the girl sorda represents me so...sorry...please change if you need.) It was in the middle of fall but luckly you wore another collared sweat shirt under neath. Your facial features and deathly pale skin were covered witha black mouth gaurd and a very simple gray steampunk-ike goggles.You wore pitch black skinny pants along with matching black hitop converse. You didn't really have the biggest chest and you had a slim body.You hated being girly. Your hair covered your one bluish purple eye on your right side and only reveled a blood red eye. You were bullied and beat at school and at home. But you killed them all. You ripped out thier little human hearts and drank the blood Yes, drank it. You craved for blood and lots of it....You could get from yourself from the cuts on your arm and back. Yes, you were a cutter...but you could only do it on one arm because of the left machanical arm you had. This was shown because you black and navy striped fingerless gloves. But you can't feel pain just one of the "great" things in your life. You also had a ability to concele yourself ,decive another eye, and read minds. You couldn't really control the dissapearing part... You were....diffrent....your father,older beloved brother and little beautiful sister died in a plane accednt. 'you should have just died your self...look at your self, your a monster.' voice hissed in your head. The devils. Although you taught yourself how to become a very strong martial artist...which you became, you could never fight away the devils. You heard a russle in the bushes. You didnt care if you died. YOU DONT CARE. Who would care?" go onnn...do it kill yourself...." the devil hissed in you head. why did you have to be yourself. Then you were hit by cold metal. The last thing you saw was a tall blck figure. Then darkness engulfed you.
