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The League of unhelpful, useless, harmful superpowers.

The League of unhelpful, useless, harmful superpowers.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Dec 7, 2018
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Ahem *deep narrator voice* In a world where- My golly this voice sounds so weird! Anyways, In a world where a bunch of people are born with powers, some...more useful then others! May Indigo Buttercup Amaryllis Gardener (who's parents had a rather crude sense of humor) honestly couldn't care less, I mean, sure! It was pretty cool that some people were born with some weird abilities, but she wasn't, nobody she knew was, and who cares if they were! Most people with these 'super' powers had gone power hungry and would often start murdering random civilians! So yeah, she was good with absolutely no powers at all! Whatsoever! Sure.
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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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