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In a world gone mad and overrun with monsters, a group of rowdy, tough, and nearly indestructible science experiments struggle to take in the new status quo. A once-digital plague has wiped out most of the human population, turning them into flesh-devouring freaks. The rest, it would seem, are as good as dead. Luckily, a secret government facility in the depths of the Nevadan desert has developed a sort of superhuman: creatures that are immune to the disease and are fighting to find a cure. Trixie: She doesn't care about anyone but herself, and her mate. Well, sort of. Somebody has to keep the rest of these freaks in line, right? But they'll never know how much she actually relies on them, or how badly she wants to save the world. Jakob: As hard as they tried, the scientists that created him just didn't get it right. As much as he would like to, he just can't love his mate, and he turned to crazy, murderous experiments to find a cure for the virus. Now, he mainly sticks to the desert on a quest for redemption. Maya: If any of them are helpful, it's Maya. Well, she tries. She's a bit of an odd duck, you see. Unwavering cheerfulness and creativity might help boost morale, but when it comes to getting things done, she doesn't always think it through all the way. But isn't life with a plan a bit boring? It seems like between them and their little family, anything is possible, but there's one problem. They don't know what the hell is going on. In their underground mansion, they're safe from the walking dead, but how do you save the human race when they're constantly trying to rip out your throat with their teeth?
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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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