Flesh (completed)
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  • Reads 703
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  • Parts 40
  • Time 1h 4m
Ongoing, First published Nov 28, 2015
The door opened with a creak that declared a warning, not of the intruder, but to her. A waft of foul air slapped her in the face. Darkness surrounded every inch of the room. 

She gulped as fear gripped her heart, remembering the warning, 'If they find you, they'll kill you.' Willing it away, she made her way down the stairs, wincing with every groan they uttered. 

When she'd at last reached the bottom, she shakily removed the box of matches from her pocket, but gasped and dropped them when something whacked her in the face. 

Squinting, she made it out to be a chain that connected to what she assumed was a lightbulb. She pulled downward and the basement was flooded with light. 

When her eyes adjusted, a horrified scream tore from her throat.
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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.