Prologue

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I crouch next to the stream, drinking my fill. My fox ears prick upwards and my tail swishes agitatedly when I hear something. I immediately recognized it as a Hunter. 

They were created to find and kill all Hybrids. I, the stupid solo act fox, took off at a run. They were relentless after me. I tripped on a rock and tumbled to the ground. The Hunter kept me pinned. Just as it was about to slit my throat, something threw it off of me.

I kept running, not even taking a glance at my savior.

I saw a tall vine leading upwards. As I climbed the vine, something hit my shoulder. My vision blurred but I kept climbing. A fish Hybrid pulled me to the top of the vine and into a hidden building.
That's when everything went black.

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