wasn't asked just wanted to do this Lel)

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Andy Ryland was always a troublesome seventeen year old. She loved getting into fights, the reason?; Andy has CIP, Congenital insensitivity to pain. She had never felt pain in her life. She knows she never will no matter how hard she tries, but it never hurts if you do try.

At school she prefers to hangout with the small group of friends she chooses to keep around or spend time with her art teacher, Mrs.Leder, during her lunch period.

Andy was a decent looking girl. She had a slim face which was lined with wavy silver short chin length hair; Bright emerald green eyes and pale skin dotted perfectly with freckles across her face and her body. She had above average height being 5'10. She didn't have the oh so very wanted hourglass shaped body, instead she had a rectangular body type and was rather small in her bust and lower region. She had been asked out a few times but had declined all them, soon they just lost interest, especially when they learned how dark her find could go.

Andy had found interests in graffiti work. She thought it was fun to do in the dark, dressed as a completely different person. She always found it easy to get away when she got caught; She was an athletic kid who could easily beat the other students if she wanted to.

When she did go out she wore a mask and goggles to cover her face, a jacket and black cargo pants she only wore out to do the deeds; She wore knee high buckled converse shoes as well as fingerless gloves with a skull on each; A satchel would hang at her side that would hold her paints.

One peculiar Friday night she had a strange feeling in her stomach; Against her better judgment she ignored and went out to do the typical graffiti work. When she arrived at an old looking building she heard coughing.

She had followed it to beneath an old parking hanger when she saw a tall man who had the appearance of an eighteen year old. He had bright Red crimson hair and blacken eyes with pale skin; He was dressed in semi fancy clothing that seemed to look as if it had been from the 18000.

He was laying down on his side; Cradling an ancient looking book and quill in his hand. She slowly walks towards the person and crouches down beside them, his reactions slow when he looked at her.

"Are you Okay?" She asked, pulling her goggles above her head.

The man's dull emotion had turned to a sick smile. He gripped Andy by the neck and her world went black..and for the first time in her life she had finally felt pain.

~An unknown time later~

Andy gasped for breath as she gripped her own neck. She opened her eyes only to be alone, rain dripping on her face.  She got up noticing her hands where ghost white. She got up and stumbled over to a puddle where she saw eyes.

The whites of her eyes where a deep cobalt black while her original eye color stayed forest green; Her skin had paled to a winter white.

She could remember most of the events that happed before this; what she did remember was her first name and she couldn't feel pain. Out of curiosity she gripped her hand into a fist and threw it to the ground.

She felt a strange and unfamiliar sensation strike her hand.

"FUCK!" She screamed gripping her hand.

She had finally felt pain. To most they tried to avoid being in pain...but Andy craved it..she wanted more pain..it felt amazing to her.

She through off her satchel and pulled her goggles down and run into a busy street. She ran right in front of a car and was hit. The whole sensation of pain filled her body as she flew through the air from the impact. She wasn't dead...she was still very much alive.. she could only laugh.

"OH MY GOD!!" Screamed a concerned voice. "ARE YOU OKAY."

Andy pulled herself up, a sickening grin on her face; She starred at the person. There eyes filled with fear.

"I'm perfectly fine!" Andy said in a inhumane tone. "I'm perfectly fine..."