death (deTH)[noun]: the destruction or permanent end of something or someone. [also see end, finish, termination, extinction, collapse]
Zayn hadn't asked to have this power. Some could call it a blessing, others a gift. But Zayn saw it for what it really was-a curse. He didn't want the power to end someone's life just by a small skin-to-skin touch. He didn't want to have to isolate himself from the world just to avoid accidentally touching someone. Life had never been good to Zayn, but then again, he could only take that away.
Niall hadn't asked to have this power. Some would beg for him to touch them, others to touch desceased loved ones. But Niall saw it for what it really was-dangerous power. He didn't want to extend someone's life by touching them. He didn't want to bring people back from the dead. So he did the only thing he thought was safe; hiding.
Maybe it was fate, maybe it was destiny. But no matter what it was, they both knew that running into each other had been no coincidence.
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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
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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.