Story Shots!

Life sucks

Sebby and Grell have a kid? What happens when they finally find the boy in an orphanage. But not just any orphanage.

A mixed breed one.
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Life can suck when your trapped in an orphanage. Especially in a mixed raced one at the edges of the demon realm. mixed races.. or hybrids as they called us were powerful creatures that if they were birthed right could posses both gifts from their parents. An example of this could be ... Damian? A cat demon and Angel hybrid. He had lovely black silken cat ears and a tail. Paired off with 2 pure white angel wings and purplish-blue eyes.

Damian was pretty. He was majestic too. But the only problems with that can come with hybrids are emotion. Some hybrids have to much emotion. Or since there demon halfs do not know how to control such feelings. There for feelings .. turn into threats causing things such as depression, suicidal, anxiety or different mental problems. And so this majestic hybrid suffered from extreme social anxiety and constantly sat curled up in ball at the corner of a room and would cry.

It truly was such a pitiful thing to see such a creature become something so weak because of emotions. Luckily ., for Ash.. He didn't have to deal with such things.

Ash was the mixture of a grim and a demon. He had pitch black hair that ended off with bright red. it was long in the front and covered his eyes like bangs while in the back it was short and spiky. His horns, tail and wings followed the same pattern. Dark as night to rose red. The only thing that showed off his reaper nature were his eyes. And the fact that he toke such an interest In death.

Ash didn't suffer. Not depression or social anxiety like poor old Damian. But instead from Multiple personality disorder. Or best to call it Bipolar. Some times Ash was sweet. Sweet as candy. Other times he was angry enough to the point were he could go in a merciless killing rampage. And sometimes he was sad. Sad enough were cuts would line his arms and legs. Where suicidal notes would be written but never really gone threw with. And last ... He could happy. As happy as a sunflower. He would even skip too if no one was watching.

Now that I've explained a little bit about our strange orphanage. Let the story begin!