Phoenix Ride: The Test. ---ON HOLD---

Phoenix Ride: The Test. ---ON HOLD---

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Phoenix Ride. She seems like an ordinary girl ... she's not. She was raised in an orphanage from the age of ten along with her best friend and partner in crime Ryan Banks. She became an orphan at the age of ten when her family were all but two and herself killed in a house fire she accidently started with her bare hands and no tools in a fit of anger. Since then Phoenix has become a pyromaniac rather than just being facinated with fire. Another thing that makes her abnormal, is her ability to see, hear and talk to ghosts. She has a short fuse and has been called hot head for more than red hair by her friend Ryan since she came to the orphanage he had been at for two tears previous. Join Phoenix in an adventure to prove her loyalty, whether it be to her boss or other people. Follow her through her tough times and fun times. And don't forget ... though this may not be the beginning of her story and it certainly isn't the end ... she will go on. Even if death is part of her adventure.
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