
A deadly, unstopable virus sweeps through America and the transgenics find that they are not immune. A shroud of darkness has indeed fallen, but not in the way Sandeman could have ever predicted.
(Dark Angst/Drama - PG13 for mass character death - WIP/Incomplete)
They say you don't appreciate what you've got, until it's
gone. Well, I've lost everything. But what I regret most about that, is the fact
I'm still alive to remember the how and why's of what went wrong.
Disclaimer: Dark Angel doesn't belong to me. Which is just as well if my writing is anything to go by.