The Past Remembered (Destiny FanFic)

The Past Remembered (Destiny FanFic)

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This is a short story about before my Guardian died and was brought back to life from his Ghost. Just a heads up, if you haven't figured it out, the main character is Gay. So enjoy if you wish, I wouldn't really categorize this as yaoi since all I write are fade to blacks. Enjoy and again point out any and all grammatical errors! I hope that everyone enjoys this story, and if you did please give me a follow I will be adding new shorts weekly!
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its tough to juggle his work and personal life, but crowley finds a way to get by. Until a mission turns his quiet, chaos into a nightmare. Life and death. He sometimes wish he'd died then, but maybe it's all for a reason. -A story of love and hatred. Of acceptance and forgiveness. Asexual and genderfluid representation alongside other lgbtq characters.- (Minor editor note: the cover was made by a app who partner with Wattpad but i can no longer find said app as i changed my phone. I don't believe this used ai (hopefully) but if anyone finds any info it did, i will take them down) "Hey you deaf or something? I'm talking to you" A small smirk played on Crow's lips as she eyed him up and down, careful to make it as obvious as possible that his appearance wasn't jack shit. He was the typical muscle guy who spent days in the gym and didn't respect anyone but his pack. She knew his type. Didn't respect and just took what he wanted. Crow spoke slow, disinterested. "You think you're hot shit because of your muscles but let me tell you this. Nothing hot about a wolf sized apple straining to take a shit". The "pack" on the other side of the bar howled in surprise and laughter and the buff wolf seemed embarrassed before that look turned to anger as he grabbed her by the collar and threw her into a wall at the end of the bar. She stumbled to the ground, wiping blood off her lips, grinning as she was lifted up, dangling by his canine teeth. "That's more like it" She murmured. The adrenaline, the fight, it felt like living again. He hesitated for a moment, a look of confusion and disgust flashed past his blue eyes then she felt his grip loosen as he fell back on the floor. A knife was close to his neck as a shadow appeared from the side. Ah the fun police has arrived, Crowley thought to herself and sighed.

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