Which is the true nightmare, the horrific dream that you have in your sleep, or the dissatisfied reality that awaits you when you awake? -Justin Alcala •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "Wait I thought we were assigned to kill them!" "They were already killed." "WHAT?! By who?" "She calls herself Bloody Mary."

The News reporters voice blared out of the TV as I turned the volume up. "The alleged 'Black Fox' Ghoul has stricken once again. Her attacks are growing in the 20th ward, the CCG are sending down there most experienced-" I turned it down. "Yeah, most experienced, I doubt that will make a difference, there all bastards anyway," I scoffed, I'm the alleged 'Black Fox' I guess I've become popular since of my recent outburst of hunger. Haha, it's so fun to see all the saddest of emotions shine through my victims eyes. They scream like utter fools, 'I'm so sorry!' Or 'I don't deserve this! I have everything to live for!' They have nothing to live for, there all born to die, a waste of breath and memory. Black fox's life will change after she meets everyone at antieku, and with a tortured past, will love get in the way?

" Red Reaper, Red Reaper, who shall your next target be? " One of the most famous urban legends in the 20th Ward talks about a female ghoul called the Red Reaper. No one knows her real name and no one knows how she really looks, but her one distinctive trait is her fiery, red hair. The legend says that the Red Reaper strikes every midnight on Wednesdays, killing anyone who happens to be in her way as she wanders the streets. She lures them in with her sweet voice and kills them in a second. They say she moves so fast that if you blink, she's gone. CCG investigators have been trying to determine whether this is truly a myth... or not, but the legend states that anyone who bumps into her at night or sees her, is doomed to die. That's why all they see is a red flash, then darkness. " Red Reaper, Red Reaper, paint me red. " • R e d R e a p e r | Tokyo Ghoul - zombigail-chan • --warning!! updates are slow--