This mourning, i discovered some bad news. my brother had been kidnapped and tortured because he had witheld usefull information about the goverment. He held the whereabouts of the primeministers secret hideout, where he was currently stopping since a recent terrorist attack. he was tortured untill his death. The police repotred my brothers body had been found at 6am this mourning in brimingham. in a nearby alleyway, where not even the stray alley cats would find him. He was dumped in a dumpster. i could never forgive myself for putting him in that danger. his face still haunts my waking dreams. for it was i who gave him that secret information. my code name is midnight angel this is my story.

I was taken to a safehouse. where i waited. it was to be my home for the next five months. after that time had passed,i was taken by a group of men who i had never met before. i was blind folded gagged, and tortured. using the same devises they had used upon my brother. i had thought i would never escape. darkness consumed my days, as i was lost to a world of eternal night. it had felt like years untill i had escaped. my long mane of beautifull golden hair was shaven. i looked like a prisoner from the concentration camps. every one stared at me in the streets as they passed, i was scarred. i could never sleep at night. thinking they would come for me one day.i refused protection, hoping that my life would end, that they would come back and finish the job my life simply wasnt worth it..


Months passsed, the tortue in my mind continued. there scream echoed in the night, like a silent lullaby sending me into the land of nightmares.
i got so depressed. wishing for the end to come. then on my 30th birthday i woke to a gun pointed at my heart smiling gently to myself i said...

"finish it"

before my world was lost to darkness