Darkness
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, May 29, 2016
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"LEAVE ME FUCKING ALONE"She shouted on my face. As if i want to help her. "Come with me or you'll be behind the bars in no time." "FUCK YOU ASSHOLE" feisty i like it. "Not now baby girl, maybe later." What!,I am just being honest. "AHHH. I HATE YOU" she is freaking making my ears bleed. Why god why am i the one always dealing with idiots. ~ Allison Howard is a beautiful girl with dark soul. People ruined her but still she stayed strong. With fake smile and humourless laugh she is fighting the demons on her path. Oscar Remington keeps a dark façade to Protect himself from the demons outside but his soul is vulnerable. His past has shattered him but he wont give up. What will happen when two broken souls come across each other?
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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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