The Tally
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I run a tattoo parlor, I work everyday doing the same thing. The same people walk in and all ask for the same thing. A tally mark among the other cluster of tally marks. I never ask why I just put a l line next to the one I did the week before but after doing it for so long you start to wonder. I should have never put my nose in these people's business but I wouldn't be where I am today without doing so, but for you to understand I must start from the beginning.
Tayla is an owner of a tattoo parlor, she was taken away and became a hacker for an assassins organization. After failing one too many times she was taken to the doctors where she became an experiment. They mixed her DNA with that of a Cobras giving her new abilities to be there new weapon. What will happen to Tayla? Will she ever be the same?
A/N
Pictures do belong to whoever posted them, I found them on google. I understand that the pic I have for my characters are from movies and those movies do belong to those writers. I created all original characters for this story with an interesting time line. My character Victor was inspired from the one of Gotham but he is not the same character I created him to look the same as him (obviously) and sorta the same occupation but that is it. He will be a new character.
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