The Tribrid (Discontinued)
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  • Reads 258
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  • Parts 10
  • Time 1h 8m
Ongoing, First published Jan 02, 2019
Mature
"Who the hell was he Mazikeen?!" He growled bitterly. 

"What does it matter to you who i speak with? I highly doubt your fiance would like this," I spat disregarding his phosphorescent golden spheres. 

Startlingly he took a step forth and instantly i stepped back. I was done handing him my heart only to see him drop it every time.

"You can't keep doing this to me Amenadiel. You can't make me feel this way, only to g-go back to Kathrine." A painstakingly hot liquid descended from my face as i tried not to cry even harder in result.

"Stop," He demanded, but i wasn't having it. It was his turn to finally listen.

"NO" I yelled

"I'm not a fucking puppet! You can't willingly choose to do the shit that you do and expect me not to feel a thing!" I growled

"So choose... because you won't get the luxury of having both." A glance into his eyes was all the documentation i needed.

"I choose her,"

........
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Mazikeen was trained to mature into an emotionless lethal machine. For cycles, she performed her part undeniably well and was established as the best of the best... until she wasn't. 
What appeared to be an effortless assignment was presented to her but she wistfully executed the mistake of performing a mistake. She was ordered not to manifest passion, doing precisely just that she was compensated with a fragmented heart.
 She used to be so strong, unbreakable and vivacious... little by little he tore her apart limb from limb without care.  


"She's been through hell and came out, an angel. You didn't break her, darling. You don't own that kind of power." BMM Poetry


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Burning Out

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