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The Bronze Agency (1)

"X.x... Hi guys... Kinda sad cause I lost my original draft on here... Just when I published the intro... Umm ya'll can go ahead and read! I had the cute greeting, but I kinda lost the happiness... Soo, enjoy! Atleast I can edit over this again... ...maybe I give a better message after... Read ya'll! " gosh dang from 2015... 3 yrs ago.

Tuesday, October 8

I sped away through all the green and brown right after one of my specialized silver dagger were thrown. My two pigtailed, platinum braided, blonde hair zooming behind me like a kite's tail. The dagger, that I threw, hit the certain forehead of a gray scaly Eugoav pursuer.

You pronounce such, as hideous you can make it, ee-yoo-gohh-ahv. Most people commonly speak of Eugoav as a plural. Eugi is the plural for an Eugoav. This is more easily pronounced as ee-yoo-ji. Monsters name are more terrible than the actual creature. But Eugi are what one would call a practice-monster and are imagination created creatures. Now monsters that are a threat to the society or strange puzzlements of the universe, those are a different matter. At this moment, it isn't appropriate to discuss as I am being chased.

First I'll explain the why, then get back to the story. I'm sure your curious and confused. This practice mission is exactly what it is. I am training how to get ready on the field. But, what exactly is going on? I am the the heiress to my great great grandfather's "monster" organizing agency. The Bronze Agency. My name is Selene Bronze. By the time of my great GREAT grandpa new miracles were happening. Of those miracles, there were new creatures appearing in every strange oddity. Basically he started an organization of people who would take care of every monster. Make sure they don't come barging into homes practically giving the message, "I am the great, unstoppable, dominant and all powerful-". You get the point.

And we return to the my story of the simple practice mission to begin the whole plot.

Where did I leave off? Was I kicking butt yet? Or was I the one being punished?

Hmm. I remember, I ran. I had just threw daggers at them. By that moment, I could not tell how this type of Eugoav functioned. This made my solo run quite difficult. Today's mission, based off the information I was given, it was simple, trap the Eugi. I was pretty sure it was just that, I didn't have to observe. My dad was the more observing one, a trait I should have inherited well. He tells me daily "You need your senses to stay alive. Every single moment" At least my dad's observation skills work well on his scientific work.

Mental notes ran through my mind. Lead the Eugi into the trap. Focus. Two miles to go. Keep you eyes alert and ears listening. Then I boosted my spirits. I'll give these Eugi fourteen minutes to sweat. And if they didn't sweat, at least take their high angry energy down during fourteen long minutes. But then my spirits shrunk down. ..When I have to be swift and calm. It was not my strongest suite.

Fourteen minutes had finally come by, here comes some fun. I tore off the leather (sweat-making) glove on my right hand. Using my hot, sweating and now exposed hand I grabbed a few small metal sphere's from the pocket my jet-black waist bag. I heard the beautiful *whirl* when my heated hand contacted the metal balls. The signal that told me I had twenty seconds until a transfer ball took everything within 60 meters. By then the Eugi would be in range. Once in action, my amazing tiny balls would dump all the Eugi (within an 60 meter radius) right into a holding area.

These amazing heat sensitive metal balls were generously created by the super kick-butt scientist/alchemist/weapon designer. As I discuss before we were in a new age of miracles. A new discovery a similar thing one could call magic but not quite. When you mix the magic and science, you would be in complete awe.