"You might want to get out of the city tonight." "Why?" "I'm planning to burn it to the ground." "And you're telling me this because...?" He just grinned and leaned against the door frame, "I couldn't let a cutie like you to go up in flames, now can I?"
(Written by: @IAmHerFamiliar) Her name is Chaos. Destructive, violent, catastrophic she is as she leaves nothing but ruble in her wake. She devastates everything she comes in contact with. And she blames herself for all of the lose. She weeps for the ones lost in battle. I am Catastrophe. Determined, terrible, chaotic. I hurt so many around me, yet I do not feel the suffering as she does. We go hand in hand in this crazy world or torture.