Angel of Mercy - Eleabear - Wattpad

Angel of Mercy

Reads 1,348
Votes 217
Parts 15
Time 59m

Reads 1,348
Votes 217
Parts 15
Time 59m

comedy dark dystopia fantasy freedomfighter kidnap terrorist

I was eight when I first saw a man executed.
Nine when I saw the tenth.
Ten when I stopped counting.
Before each of these men died I dressed their wounds, bought their food, gave them a smile when they expected a frown. I was their hope, the thing that allowed them to cling to life. Then I sent them to their death.
It is my job, my duty. I learnt it from my mother and she from hers. I will teach it to mine and she to hers.
I am the Angle of Mercy.All Rights Reserved

comedy dark dystopia fantasy freedomfighter kidnap terrorist

Table of contents

15 parts

Sign up to add Angel of Mercy to your library and receive updates

or

#11freedomfighter

Content Guidelines

You may also like

The Promise by adrihope10

Its truly amazing what can happen within a few days that feel like an eternity. How many people you can save. I cant know what the future holds for me, or anyone else for that matter. I can only imagine. One thing my mother said a lot that I will never forget was the world holds a lot of secrets. And its your job to discover them. I believe in her words. Ill take the days as they come. As they are. How ever they choose to go. I Rosalina Maria Santeago Wartez here by promises, that when you need me ill be there, and that I will protect you all, woman, children, and men alike. That I will punish those that disserve it. In your name. Amen.

Fallen (Undergoing editing) by wolfieblackheartxxx

I never thought it would end like this. I always thought I had a home. I always thought I had a family, but as it turns out, my past is darker than the lies they told me and the truth they kept from me.

Chairs by VictoriaMarieS

"Okay, where do you want me to start?" "Anywhere you wish." "There were five of us. Dani, Elizabeth, Audrey, Taylor and me. We spent about 9 months in the basement. The walls where cement. The floor was cement. We each had our own chairs. Dani had her baby blue chair with white roses in the upper right corner. Elizabeth had her pale pink chair with white daiseys in the lower right corner. Audrey had her yellow chair with white roses in the upper left corner. Taylor had her black chair with red roses in the lower left corner. I had a white chair with sunflowers that sat in the center, the very center of the room. Each of us had a light above our heads. There were no covers in the lights just the wires losely hanging with the light attached at the end. The front legs of all our chairs had buckles that when we sat down they were right where our ankles were like he knew just were to put them. There were buckles on our arm rests that when we laid are arms on them the buckels our wrist were in the perfect spot. I think its funny how we all never made the conecction." "What conecction would that be?" "That we all have brown hair, blue eyes, were 5'5, all weighed 130. That when you put the first letter of each of our names together it spells Death. I love how at one point we all thought something, right before we were taken. Dani thought she was going to get mail. Elizabeth thought she was picking up dinner. Audrey thought she was going to class. Taylor thought she was taking her dog for a walk and I thought I was going to marry him and that I loved him with all my heart."

Army Strong II- Through Hell & Back by RitaLopes3

I always knew i wasn't meant for the heels anyway. When I joined the army, I was young and foolish. I thought I would become invencible but my first experience in the field showed me just how naive I was. Abandoned by my own nation, with a team of 5 brave men, sent on a suicidal misson. In the middle of the nowhere, thirsty, starving, I realized the real essence of humanity. We conquered the desert, we completed the mission, they said. We were heroes, they said. However, most of us, dead heroes. I lost my whole team to the desert. The president, the media, never confirmed their deaths. They gave them as lost in the field when I myself saw them fall one by one. They gave them as lost in battle when we both know just how they died. My mistake? I opened my mouth. I was not gonna let them spread lies about my men, about my team! Mistaken airstrike? My ass! My men died because the people in the white house decided we weren't worthy of support. I threatened to expose the truth myself and when I did, they had no better way to shut me up than to send me back to war. However, if before who my enemies were was crystal clear, this time I wasn't so sure. I wasn't gonna let their deaths be in vain. I wasn't gonna let them sell the lie. The truth would come out, even if I had to go through hell and back. And I did...

VAGABOND BLADES by slayershigaraki

Oh, look at you. Sitting there all smug like you've got this shit figured out. 'Oh, cool, another post-apocalyptic story? Seen it, over it, don't give a fuck.' Yeah? Well, guess what, my dude? You don't know jackshit. And you sure as hell don't know Sky King and Ezra Black. If you did? Yeah, you'd be swan diving headfirst into this glorious mayhem. But hey, don't sweat it; no one's holding a goddamn gun to your head. You wanna dip out? Fine. Run along, sweetheart. It's all optional chaos here. Dip in whenever you feel like it. Ezra and Sky? Oh, they're two walking middle fingers to destiny. These two? They've been curb-stomping nightmares since they were seven and eight years old. Seven and fucking eight. Barely old enough to tie their fuckin' shoes, let alone survive in a world where demons literally eat you alive. But you know what? They fucking survived. You think you could last that long in a post-apocalyptic shitshow without some heavy-handed plot armor? Go ahead and give it a shot. I'll wait. Now, cut to right the fuck now. The boys are knocking on thirty-and let me tell you something-they're dominating. In a world they shouldn't have survived, they jackknife powerbombed the shit outta it and slammed it into the goddamn pavement. Yeah, they shook it down in the most disrespectful way possible and came out on top, thriving like absolute fucking kings. Sure, maybe their moral compass is more of a "suggestion" than a "guiding principle." Maybe they're not out here kissing babies and saving kittens. Who gives a fuck? If you were expecting some righteous, noble bullshit, I don't know what to tell you. Wrong story, champ. Sky and Ezra? They're the nightmares that make other nightmares piss themselves. *Cue the goddamn soundtrack* (Now let's rip that fourth wall down and go ride this thing into the sunset!)

Jim Armstrong and the Goblet's Curse by reinemagique

There's no such thing as normal. I know that better than anyone. For the first 11 years of my life, I enjoyed living in blissful ignorance of my true identity, and was able to do things that any "normal" person would do. Now? I can't walk down the street without having something go horribly wrong. And all of that trouble is due to my absent mother, my knack for finding myself in problematic situations, and a tattoo on my wrist. Ever wanted to be a super warrior fighter? Well, I assure you, it's a lot more trouble than it seems.

Field of Vision by PrivyOps

I have no real experience in the military. Just putting that out there. I'm 8th grade. This story contains quite the blood scenes but I've died them down. In the works. No cursing. I feel like mature is for adults, so I didn't want to put it here but the blood convinced me. Enjoy reading. If you can. Oh, it's long for your information. For an 8th grader, that is.

This Is War by PaperBagBoi_

"A warning to the people The Good and The Evil This is WAR To the Soldier The Civilian The Martyr The Victim It's the moment of Truth and Lies The moment to Live and Die The moment to FIGHT?" The things you said to me, that this will keep me safe if I just listened. They were all just lies from the start. All of them. Do you know how it feels like to be stabbed in the back. Of course you don't. Why bother asking? Being stabbed repeatedly and then being asked if you're okay? Blood running down your back, then being stabbed again after being asked that question? That's all you can do I trusted you, I protected you, I almost gave up my life for you! This is all you can do, Just use me like you always do. NOT ANYMORE I've learned a few new TRICKS Are you proud of me? I hope you are. You're the reason why I blocked out all emotions from the world. The reason you think I'm still happy when I'm not. The reason why I'm here. You don't remember him don't you? He's still apart of me, but not you. You MADE me like! That's was so much fun. Making sure I was always ripped apart while you're stood in one piece. The promises you've broken, The judgement no one bothered to tell you, The so called friends you have. It's all over now.I've covered for you long enough, all those years ago when I was still sane. I'll pretend to be happy for you, I'll pretend to be your good old pal. Oh I will. I'll just show you all those pretty little white lies that you LOVE so much. I'll sprinkle them on top of you, I'll show you how much pain you've caused me. I'll bring them all back! Of course I'll be in your shadows, I'm always in there. Being mistreated and abused for you, of course! I'll make sure to add in some cuts and bruises for ya. I'll be your fucking shadow alright, I'll be it and make sure you fly close to the sun. You're afriad of the dark. You shouldn't be sweetie. You shouldn't be afraid of the dark, You should be afriad what's in it.

The real me! by ethnich0e

I am 17 and don't give two shits on what people say. I have been told what to do all my life but now I am the queen bee and all the bitches bow down to me. My first love took me for granted and slept around I always forgave him and now that It's over. I am show him who the real MVP is. It's my last year at high-school and I am making it count.

You may also like

Slide 1 of 9

The Promise cover

Fallen (Undergoing editing) cover

Army Strong II- Through Hell & Back cover

VAGABOND BLADES cover

Jim Armstrong and the Goblet's Curse cover

Field of Vision cover

This Is War cover

The real me! cover

The Promise

Its truly amazing what can happen within a few days that feel like an eternity. How many people you can save. I cant know what the future holds for me, or anyone else for that matter. I can only imagine. One thing my mother said a lot that I will never forget was the world holds a lot of secrets. And its your job to discover them. I believe in her words. Ill take the days as they come. As they are. How ever they choose to go. I Rosalina Maria Santeago Wartez here by promises, that when you need me ill be there, and that I will protect you all, woman, children, and men alike. That I will punish those that disserve it. In your name. Amen.