《Her Revenge》It begins
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*Ajs point of view*
"April wake up. It's time to get your revenge." I hear someone whisper. I shot up like a rabbit and looked around. How did I get into my room? The last thing I remember was them trying to kill me. I started thinking and trying to remember when I heard a man say, "April, are you ready?"
"W-who are you? How did you get in here? What are you doing here?!?" I asked in a panicked voice.
"Don't worry April. I'm not gonna hurt you. I just came here to give you a second chance. A chance to get your revenge to everyone who's hurt you. A chance to let you go on with your life. All you have to say is yes." The mysterious man said.
"How do I know I can trust you? And hey WHO are YOU?!?" I said suspiciously.
"My name is Jonathan, but everyone calls me Dean. I'm a fallen angel. I'm here to give you a second chance. So what do you say? Yes or no?" The man said.
I though for a moment then said, "Yes, I want a second chance. Just tell me what I have to do."
"Just shake my hand." Dean said while extending his hand out for me to shake.
I nodded then shook his hand firmly. And I waited for a second. "Wait isn't something supposed to- AHHHHHHHHHH!!" I yelled in agony as I felt something burning inside of me. It felt like an eternity before the pain went away. I slowly got up before checking a mirror.
When I did I gasped I no longer had brown eyes. They had changed to a glowing gold. And my skin was no longer tanned. It was white, not even pale just plain white.
"What happened?" I asked barely above a whisper.
"The transformation. You've changed. You can no longer be killed or injured. Your immune. You were a innocent soul who changed to a soulless demon. And it's time to start your revenge." He said with a little smirk on his face.
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