It was a dark snowy night, everything was so cold around you, a figure was walking, It was you, you were covered in the blood of you're abusive mother, she did deserve it...right?
Now you were wanted, for killing abusive people that remind you of you're mother, infact, most of you're victims were mainly female and spoiled brats, You were tired...Very tired of running, the government was hunting you down, it wasn't you're fault, you were abused and wanting to take revenge on people who abuse children for no reason..
until you spotted a helicopter that crashed down
(this is in wip still and I might make this idea a reality for you fangirls)
