THE UNFINISHED

THE UNFINISHED

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Unveiling truths one by one, she who craves nothing but safety of her people tries her best to hide her identity and live a mediocre life leaving behind all the luxury she had the right to enjoy, protecting each one behind the scenes without revealing herself to anyone, the people who she cares for more than her life, the people who wants her to just let them know she is safe. But nothing in the world goes the way we want, when things take a turn she learned the news of the death of her brother, not by blood but brother by soul, who held her close to his heart taking care of her all through her childhood. The moment she heard the news she wanted to see him for the last time but it was not the right time to reveal herself. It will make things difficult for her people, those who are celebrating thinking she is dead will start making things tough. She secretly tries to go to him to steal a last glance at him but the day didn't favour her. A group of men started chasing her.............
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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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