The Angel Warrior: Who am I?

The Angel Warrior: Who am I?

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Brea's life is pretty complicated. Besides never being normal, her day to day was just as bad. Her life certainly wasn't the easiest but aren't most that way? She could deal either way, but on the inside she couldn't deny that she was killing for a change. A surprise encounter. A faithful meeting. Could this possibly give her the change she's looking for? Can they help her?
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Save Me

I was drowning. I knew that. I also knew that the hands around my throat, pushing me deeper into the river water was the cause. What I didn't know was who was drowning me and why. It hurt thinking. It hurt to do anything right now. But I still screamed under the cold water and pushed the hands away as hard as I could. It didn't have much effect. I fought and fought, but I was getting weaker, and colder. The pain was overbearing. I couldn't breathe. It was the worst pain imaginable; and as the hands that were around my neck were forcibly ripped off by some unknown force, I slipped deeper into the depths of the river. My hair was straight above me along with my arms. My eyes were open and the water burned. A darkness started to pull me under, taking the pain away. I felt a small pressure around my waist, before the darkness completely consumed me. The last thing I remember is thinking, save me.

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