The Experiments of a Lifetime

The Experiments of a Lifetime

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"They are normal kids, they couldn't do something like this." That's what the parents wanted to believe. They wanted to believe that their beloved children weren't merciless monsters. There are no physical signs of anything like that. Nothing in their rooms. Perfect students and even better children. Sometimes the truth is hard to believe. Follow two teenagers through their experiments of a lifetime. At the cost of something very precious... life. [unedited] notes: • this story is published in parts that contain chapters • this story isn't for the squeamish • this is realistic fiction and is not real • this is my story please contact me to use it • trigger warnings : blood // abuse // drugging // murder // etc. - started June 22, 2018 finished May 28, 2019
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They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.

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