Dark Angel - Hate Is A Virtue (Under Editing)
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 1h 13m
Ongoing, First published Jul 15, 2020
She winced, painfully aware of the pale piece of deadly metal hanging loosely in her grasp as her skin grew a deeper shade of blue and edged on purple. 

"Why, you're still trying?" A high-pitched laugh sounded, making her blood boil. 

True, all it would take was just to drop it and save herself. But, she had something to protect. Family. 
Friends. 
Someone else. 

Her eyes trailed up to a face she had never wanted to see again, leering at her as he leisurely twirled his chosen weapon between his fingers. 
He could just end it all if he wanted to, but he had a reputation to keep up.
That of a sadist.

"Say, did you forget what he taught you?" 

She gritted her teeth, feeling the cursed metal bite into her raw injured skin. 
"Shut up." 

"So you really did forget... oh, what a pity. Then allow me to remind you." The other took slow steps towards his helpless prey and dropped to her eye level. 

"Hate is a Virtue - Love is your Death."
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