Angel Of Death (On Hold)
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  • Reads 5,079
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 1h 5m
Ongoing, First published Aug 10, 2011
Mature
I'm the poison people are searching for when they want to die a fast and painless death. I am death it self. All it takes is one touch.
The only thing I have ever wanted was a cure for my deadly gift.  I am different from my kind. 
Havoc Dusk Morient isn't like the other gifted people around her. She is the only one of the two of her kind left but she doesn't know that. 
She's just a painless suicide to everyone but the other of her kind.
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