Snippet #1376518

"He is the one who gave me my Vongola ring, that much I am certain of, dead certain!" said Devin in a cold tone, "He is also my adoptive father, why it came to that I would prefer not to discuss, but before meeting him I lived on the streets. I was much like him he once told me, before he learned to control himself, I was feral, I fought for survival everyday, I fought for scraps of food everyday, I would say I enjoyed it or that I didn't enjoy it, as I have killed for food before. Survival, that was the name of the game, a game with no real rules other then do anything to survive..." she said coldly, "He taught me how to control myself after fighting for survival, after being engraved to my DNA, the basic rule of survival of the fittest. We had similar pasts, and he didn't want to leave me to find that out by myself instead he taught me. So, I give you two choices, either you get him here, me going to get him or you, or I turn my back on all of this..." she said in a slightly feral tone, as she started to lose her composure and began to revert back as her anger built up.