darian-starr Darian Starr

Long ago the world was separated into continents, until a crack was formed in each continent and out of it came the so called devil's spawn... _____ At the brink of extinction mankind fights the good fight... But is it enough...


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Chapter 1

The dirty sack was removed from her face roughly exposing her to the harshly bright white light that seemed to blind her for a few minutes.

“where am I?” She asked her voice hoarse and raspy.

Leah blinked once then twice trying to gain her focus. Last thing she remembers was getting herself captured by that kid...

‘How long have I been here? What about Alfred? Is he looking for me?’

‘Geez look at me placing too much importance on myself... The guy considers me a pest... I am a pest’ She mocked herself.

“You're pretty brave to be zoning out in my presence” a voice came from her front.

“Who are you?” Leah blinked just realizing that someone was towering over her. She soon came to regret her words when her left cheek received a blow.

Painful wasn't enough to describe what she felt... Just that punch and she was seeing stars...

“Heh... Is this the perfect warrior? Feels more like a breakable toy” the female scoffed while wiping her hand with a white handkerchief.

“What do you think you're doing?! Master's gonna kill us!” Another person came in and chided the female.

“Relax... I was just testing the warrior” the female rolled her eyes.

“By breaking her jaw?!” The male was livid... “We need her to be in top condition for the master!” the male said.

“Well... Don't just stand there! Fix her!” the female folded her arms.

The male sighed heavily then painfully set Leah jaw right...

Leah got to see their faces through the pain for a short time before the dirty sack was placed over her head once again.

She sat in the same spot for days...

She felt a lot of things...

Hungry...

Tired...

Sad...

And... Surprised.

She sat there baffled at how she was still alive as she should have died already from starvation.

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The door as suddenly kicked open and her bindings were loosened roughly and she felt her self being hoisted up by two people...

After being in the same position for what felt like years, she had lost all feelings in her legs...

The people who were carry-dragging her by her arms didn't mind that as they hurriedly moved out of the room...

They went on a pulley that people pulled taking them above ground. Making Leah realize they had been underground the whole time.

They threw her into a vehicle and the engine roared to life and they drove.

Still feeling lightheaded from hitting her head on the door and partly from hunger,Leah didn't have the strength to remove the dirty sack from her head or even change her position...

She just sat there woozy letting her head hit the door everytime the vehicle passed bumps.

They arrived at their destination and they were even rougher with her. They dragged her out of the vehicle, into a building and was finally thrown roughly on the floor.

Lora stayed on the cold floor... She lacked the energy to stand or even open her eyes...

‘This is it... My misery will finally...’

A kick that made her slide across the ground interrupted her thoughts...

Opening her eyes she gasped I'm pain and spat of blood...

She tried to get used to the brightness in the place but had her face kicked so hard she fell on her back...

‘I can't...’

She was kicked to one side.

‘I can't...’

A foot came down on her gut hard enough that she coughed out more blood...

‘I can't even die in peace!!’ She screamed in her head then held the knife aimed for her chest then kicked the owner away.

She stood up shakily while breathing heavily and glared at her opponent... Eveyother person or sound or movement in the room was shut out by her...

Every cell in her body screamed at her to take her opponent's life...

And she did...

She make a clean cut on her opponent's neck and the head rolled... The neck squirting metallic liquid that covered her.

She looked psychopathic with blood all over her face, hands and dress with her wild red hair.

Feeling a piercing gaze on her back she turned around and met five pairs of eyes watching her...

She gripped her knife tightly whilst feeling a chill down her spine as she gazed into the most prominent eyes...

Said person smiled sinisterly then got up and left...

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