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In between Life & Death
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Complete, First published Dec 18, 2014
NAME:
VICTORIA ROUCHE

AGE: 16 YEARS OLD

LOCATION: EDMONTON, CANADA

HAIR COLOR: BROWN

EYE COLOR: HAZEL

CITIZEN: CANADIAN


I hope it was just a simple crazy dream that anyone can wake up from it but it only happen to me. Have you ever wished for time to run in reverse? Have you ever wished for it to slow down? To cherish all the seconds you have been together. At first it was a nightmare but it changed afterwards, just like a weather, the storm came again and now from what I've done, it will never come back again but just like the flowers I regret it, regretting all the things I did but now I'm dying and I couldn't do
anything to take back what I've done. I'm dying, I want to yell but no voice
comes out. I wish... I wish.
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Victoria, she's gotten used to that name. It was hundreds of years since her real name's been used, and considering how she left home, it wasn't surprising. She'd more or lessed come to peace with her past, she'd recently left her life as an assasin for hire and was working in an elite taskforce of 'harmless' looking teenagers. Only, like her, they all had their dark pasts and thier abilities. Life was finally settling down, friends and a safe home was an added comfort she hadn't had in a while. It was near perfect. Until her previous life found her. Then nothing was perfect, and it probably never would be again.