Insurgence: The Council

Insurgence: The Council

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The Council. A band of immortal people, who stole their immortaility from the Gods themselves. They led a revolt against the Gods, because of the constant deaths the Gods caused for entertainment. They were suppose to create the world into a peaceful place, but they created a tyranny as well. Killing any creature who spoke against them, even if they weren't rogues. The Pures. The elite forces that was suppose to protect the innocent by killing deadly rogues, till the council started making them kill those who talk out of line. Most of the Pures are okay with the slaughtering of the innocent, as long as they got paid. But a few can't stand back anymore. Riku, Aerilyn, Colton, Vanessa, Gavin, and Hazel. They worked for the Pures. They were the strongest and the best of the Pures. Not only were they a creature that the Gods made but also part god themselves. Since they were all the product of a God and a their parenting creature. This six knew what the Council was doing was wrong and they knew they had to stop it. So they run, and they find Litanna, alseep in a terrible dream, unable to wake up. The seven of them will have a lot on their hands if they plan to lead a revolt against the powerful Council. Copyrighted by me. So no copying.
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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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