Destined to Die, maybe.

Velvet had always lived an enstranged life. She was the only child of her deceased parents. She grew up in foster homes, though nobody bothered with her. They were all afraid of her, though nobody could blame them. With her onyx black hair, unnatural eyes, morbid attitude and temper to kill, she was avoided. She knew she was special, she just didn't know it'd be the thing to sign her death note.