'Vatra' is a story about a girl going through life like a normal human. But that's not it. Soul mates are found with glows. When you come in contact with your soul mate, your chest glows the colour(s) of your eyes. The glow fades when you accept your soul mate as your soul mate. Or if you kill them. Heh.
BUT WAIT THERE'S MORE
Your eye colour is important. It tells what abilities you harness. Their rarity is higher the lower they are on the list.
Brown: Earth (shaping, bending)
Blue: Water (Shaping, bending)
Green: Nature (Growing, moving)
Hazel: Air (Shaping, moving)
Red: Fire (Shaping, creating, moving)
Amber: Talking to the dead (Calling, sending)
Grey: Weather (Creating)
Pink: Love (Choosing who loves who)
Purple: Hate (Choosing who hates who)
Main Characters:
Vatra: Passed-shoulders ginger hair, blue and red eyes, well built, no tallies, age 22
Axel: Messy neck length black hair, Amber and grey eyes, muscular, one scar, age 23
18 Kapitel Abgeschlossene Geschichte Erwachseneninhalt
18 Kapitel
Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Erwachseneninhalt
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.