Shattered Angels
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  • Parts 13
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  • Reads 469
  • Votes 28
  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 4m
Ongoing, First published Oct 05, 2014
Stormi White hit her breaking point but not without a fight. Many said she wouldn't but everybody gets pushed over the edge and shatters like a mirror hitting marble. People push us to that point. We all start as Angels but turn to being Devils because one can only keep up a facade so long before letting their walls crumble for the world to see. Trust no one because their inner devil comes out to kill your will and crush your heart into tiny pieces. Stormi found it out as she watched her world, her life fall apart like rain during a storm.
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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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[This is under construction to clean up any mistakes and fix a few plot flaws] {This is a DIAPT fanfiction!!} You are a magical being from Enta Isla. Everything goes upside-down when you catch a glimpse of your downfall. Everybody from Ena Isla that you had hoped to leave behind. Then something extraordinary happens. You get dragged into events you would've rather stayed out of.