You might be wondering what a Ghost Mutant is...now, im going to tell you...
My name is Natalie Newton John, recently known as Kassandra Gabriella d'Amato y Sylvestre. I am a Ghost. Not the Ghost has in the evil spirits wondering around houses and screaming "BOO!". No, i am far worse than that.
A Ghost is a newly created specie that is now active on Earth. Some of us were created, others were...born this way. A Ghost is inhumanly beautiful. The most beautiful creatures you can find on Earth. You can identify us just by looking at our eyes and at the back of our...heads. A Ghost's eyes are...different, in a way. We have glassy, beady eyes that assumes the color orange. At the back of our heads is an engraved tattoo, that looks like a skull. Kind of freaky, huh?
Now here comes the awesome part. Each and every one of us Ghosts comes with a special skill. All of us can read minds, we can sometimes control minds even, depending on how weak our victim is. Here's the real catch: we all have another skill. It's an individual kind of thing.
Our 'individual skills' are...well...individual. We call these skills gifts. All Ghosts have a different kind of gift. We each have a special, unique talent of our own. Some of us can dissapear into thin air, some can control an element; water, fire, earth, and air. Depends on the Ghost really.
Ghosts have one enemy. Their called 'The Fears'. They are banshee-looking. Actually, they look closer to a ghost than I do. They are...transparent, and are dressed in white cloaks. They are so thin that you may think that their bones might be bursting out of their skin at any time. Gross, i know. They all look like...flesh-less, transparent, see-through-me white ladies. But there is a reason that they are called Fears. Once they grab hold of you, and force you to look at their eyes, well...they'll know your worst nightmares and fears and they will use that against you. I promise you that.
Once upon a time, there were millions of Ghosts, all around the globe. Unfortunately, the Fears killed thousands of us. They tracked us down, hunted on us, preyed on us, and slit our throats. So now...there are only 22 of us left. I am one of them. My two brothers and I have tracked down seven more of us. And we are looking for the other twelve Ghosts, while doing our best to not get caught by Ghosts. This is my story. This is my life. Welcome! You have now entered my nightmare.
My name is Natalie Newton John, recently known as Kassandra Gabriella d'Amato y Sylvestre. I am a Ghost. Not the Ghost has in the evil spirits wondering around houses and screaming "BOO!". No, i am far worse than that.
A Ghost is a newly created specie that is now active on Earth. Some of us were created, others were...born this way. A Ghost is inhumanly beautiful. The most beautiful creatures you can find on Earth. You can identify us just by looking at our eyes and at the back of our...heads. A Ghost's eyes are...different, in a way. We have glassy, beady eyes that assumes the color orange. At the back of our heads is an engraved tattoo, that looks like a skull. Kind of freaky, huh?
Now here comes the awesome part. Each and every one of us Ghosts comes with a special skill. All of us can read minds, we can sometimes control minds even, depending on how weak our victim is. Here's the real catch: we all have another skill. It's an individual kind of thing.
Our 'individual skills' are...well...individual. We call these skills gifts. All Ghosts have a different kind of gift. We each have a special, unique talent of our own. Some of us can dissapear into thin air, some can control an element; water, fire, earth, and air. Depends on the Ghost really.
Ghosts have one enemy. Their called 'The Fears'. They are banshee-looking. Actually, they look closer to a ghost than I do. They are...transparent, and are dressed in white cloaks. They are so thin that you may think that their bones might be bursting out of their skin at any time. Gross, i know. They all look like...flesh-less, transparent, see-through-me white ladies. But there is a reason that they are called Fears. Once they grab hold of you, and force you to look at their eyes, well...they'll know your worst nightmares and fears and they will use that against you. I promise you that.
Once upon a time, there were millions of Ghosts, all around the globe. Unfortunately, the Fears killed thousands of us. They tracked us down, hunted on us, preyed on us, and slit our throats. So now...there are only 22 of us left. I am one of them. My two brothers and I have tracked down seven more of us. And we are looking for the other twelve Ghosts, while doing our best to not get caught by Ghosts. This is my story. This is my life. Welcome! You have now entered my nightmare.
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