Mark of Grimm, The Black Rose.
Tortured as a Child.
Beaten as a Teen.
Experimented on as a Woman.
I was brought up from Fear, Pain and Hatred.
I developed a love for killing, I was good at it.
I killed my own parents, some would think I'd be scarred.
But I bathed in their blood and screams.
I was 13 when I first killed, tore my mothers throat out and smiled as my 'father' screamed.
I was the Grim Reaper of our kind,
The Death Dealer,
Many people feared me,
Many people hated me,
Many people cursed my existence,
But none knew of those I saved,
None knew of the people I had taken in,
None new of the things I did to save people.
And I liked it that way, I wanted them to fear me.
My Name is Vanessa Grimsley
But I am known as Grimm,