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Post by anataz on Dec 23, 2012 21:50:05 GMT -5
Kill.
There was one thing Anataz was made to do. Kill. There was one thing that Anataz knew how to do. Kill. There was one thing that Anataz was good at. Killing. Everything in her life rotated around killing. Killing for Mortman, killing for food, killing just for the sake of killing and feeling the adrenaline running through her body.
But it was all leading up to that one moment that she would use to prove herself to Mortman. She was to kill Amelia Raven Blake, or Sparrow as she was called at SHIELD. Anataz knew all there was to know about Amelia, they were one of the same. The same DNA that ran through Amelia's blood ran through Anataz's.
But Amelia and Anataz weren't all that different. Both were killers. Both were fighters. Both trained to perfection. Both had secrets. Both had scars. Both had memories. Both had feelings. Both had fears. Both had hates. Both had likes. Both had strengths. Both had weaknesses. They were so alike, but so different. Amelia could see the future; Anataz could see the future and create electricity. Amelia had heightened hearing; Anataz had heightened hearing and could control minds. Amelia had heightened sight; Anataz had heightened sight and could kill with a single look.
As I said. They were similar. But as different as night and day.
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Post by alex on Jan 13, 2013 20:41:41 GMT -5
Alex paced her cell as she looked at the picture of her next target , it was one of the main targets she had in her destiny to kill but she hated that fact , She hated that she would have to kill the woman who shared DNA with her and who was the reason for her existence "broden winters .. what have you done to anger him so " she asked herself but she knew she wouldn't be able to kill this woman and sh refused to do so.
She was planning her death at the hands of this powerful mutant and she wouldn't put up a fight either. she was going to give up and fight half assed and pray that this woman would end her misery.
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