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Her story

It was dark, cold and pouring with rain. She roamed the city of London alone, no one to keep her safe. She wore a long black dress, black boots and a long black coat. Hair as black as night, skin as pale as a shade of white. They say she brought death wherever she went, she brought death upon those who deserved to die, as an ex millitant she was skilled in combat and had no recollection of feeling what so ever. Her name Layla James.....

At the age of just 6 years old she was found alone on the streets by a man with the name Edward Warrick, he took her in and sold her to the military, she was forced to train like every other soldier, she was shown no mercy, no love, nothing.... Locked in a dark room every night alone she would cry herself to sleep hoping for a better day.

At the age of 8 she completed her training, and she was assigned to her commanding officer Steve Smith. She was sent to the front lines of a war zone, thats where she met the second commanding officer Adrian Watson, he showed kindness and great gratitude towards her in every situation. As the war progressed she was needed, sent into the middle of it she snapped necks, chopped off heads and sliced open stomachs. For as long as she can remember the war was her life.

The war that lasted 4 years and then came to an end, for saving her country she was known as 'the death bringer', everyone knew her by this name because she won the war.

At the age of 12 she was forced to stay in the household of Nemmith, Lady Lillian and Duke

Kensington took care of her until she was 18... The 6 years that she live with the Nemmiths was a peaceful time for Layla fulled with a whole lot of meditation to get rid of her bad memories of her slitting throats, stomachs, breaking necks and choppong of heads.... But sadly no matter how hard she tried she couldnt get rid of those memories and she would often wonder what would have happened to her if she was in a better situation.

On her 18th birthday the Nemmiths, her foster parents bought her a house in the little village of Asheville, and they gave enough money to make sure she would live a comfortable and happy life.....