Peter Pan: he's not a boy, he's a bloody demon

Celeste was pure. Too pure for this world. From her innocent midnight eyes to her delicate golden brown skin, she seemed fragile. Easily broken. But she was quite the opposite. She had endured so much pain in her life. Both her parents died, leaving her alone, scared, and lost. She was put into an orphanage and foster care, but no one ever wanted her. She had seen so much death in her life, too much death for a 16 year old to handle. But still she didn't break. She refused to wallow in pity. She refused to lose hope.
She prayed for a miracle. She wished that someone would take her away from this dreadful place, that someone would welcome her into their family with open arms, that someone would save her. And one night, her wish came true.

WARNING: There might be a few curse words here and there. Please don't read if that offends you.