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[img]https://i.imgur.com/X3HEnmq.png[/img][/center][hr][center][color=9e0039]𝕆𝕔𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝟟, 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟘   / /   𝔹𝕒𝕝𝕕 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕀𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕕   / /   ~𝟘𝟝𝟚𝟝[/color][hr]
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[color=f7976a]“There is someone. Not ours.”[/color]

Questions once more began to quickly run inside Angélique’s mind as she heard the update on their situation, to occupy her head away from the pain, and provide what little means to fight against the pain and the black veil settling into her sight. Hopeful thoughts were wondering if those unknown folks were her classmates coming to rescue her. Everyone had dealt with Rogues and much more gigantic monster before, surely they would be alright against these criminals?

Angel was shaken off from her hopeful thoughts when she was tossed aside by the shadowy creature. Her vision flashed with pain and another muted agonizing gasp was released from her mouth as Angel’s brutal landing on the rocky beach did no good onto her mangled arms and sawed-off legs. But that was nothing compared to what was coming next. 

Just as she was spitting a mouthful of sand, the crippled Voice Mage heard the conversation that would strike fear into the deepest parts of her soul. She looked as the psychopath surgeon approached. Trembling, Angel’s body tried squirming uselessly away, her head shaking negatively from side to side while her lips formed muted words, pleading.

[color=9e0039][i]No more…[/i][/color]

But she was ignored, as always. With teary eyes, her legs were being sawed-off once more, but this going up to her hip. This time, she felt it: the horrible sensation of the saw’s teeth plunging into her skin and eating away at her flesh, her muscles, her nerves and even through the bone. The pain was so overwhelming, Angélique was just about to black when suddenly, another jolt of pain came from her back and then everything faded away. 

Did she died? Her eyes were open, she could still see the beach’s sand and rocks just beneath her head, but she felt nothing. There was this throbbing aching in her head that she had felt when she woke up, but the pain, while faint, seemed to have vanished from her body. The ex-rockstar wasn’t sure if she should be relieved to finally feel no pain, or if she should be alarmed of her current state of being. At first, she wasn’t even aware her arms were soon to join her legs into the discarded pile. 

[color=9e0039][i]Enough…[/i][/color]

She’d soon find out however that she was well alive, and the brutal surgeon woman named “Thi” wasn’t even halfway done with her yet. With horror etched into her sand-ridden face, Angélique witnessed her whole body being butchered. Even if she felt nothing, she definitively “felt” that hand working inside her body and removing whatever was needed. From gasps of discomfort to agonizing sighs, Angélique went through all the noises a muted person with someone playing with their organs could make. 

She was literally opened and gutted like an animal. Even her hair, that she had never cut once in her life and had a certain pride in was discarded into the pile of what had been deemed “unnecessary” entrails.

Casting one last look at her surroundings, the whole ordeal had left such a mess on the beach. Her “corpse” was so bloody, a sickening (had she a stomach left) pile of discarded organs, her limbs tossed aside like vulgar broken Barbie pieces and a mixture of bloody flesh mounds, wet sand and black hair was left somewhere on the ground as well. 

There was no dignity left in this naked corpse-like torso of Angélique Lachance. Barely a hint of feeling human. She felt like an animal that had went through the slaughterhouse. No, it was worse than that. At least animals had the decency of dying while being butchered up. Angel had been kept alive for an obscure reason that her brain had now stopped thinking about. 

She was less than an animal.

[color=maroon][i]Pitiful…[/i][/color]

She was a Subnatural.

[color=maroon][i]Trash…[/i][/color]

Her world really had become darker.

[color=maroon][i]Welcome to the real world.[/i][/color]

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Two legs halves (no, that doesn't make a whole leg)
Two bent arms decorated with metal bracers and rings on each finger
A large intestine
A stomach
A kidney
Two breasts
Lots of body fat
Enough black hair to make a large wig
Torn articles of rocker fashion clothing
Accessories (necklace, rings, bracers, bracelets, belly piercing)
A smartphone
Zoe's knife
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