Prologue

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She was deciding what to wear to her third date, talking to her friends about what they think. They all decided that she should go cute, so looking in her closet she found a turquoise dress that was see through at her chest. Before being able to change into the dress, she heard a knock on her door.

"Come in." She replied, putting the dress on her bed.

"Hey, Kira. I was wondering if you wanted to go hunting with me today." Asked her older brother. But before she could answer he looked at the dress on her bed. Realizing what she was going to do tonight he shook his head, and she hung up from her phone.

"What?" She asked, a little annoyed.

"Are you going on another date?" He asked sarcastically.

"Do you have a problem with it?" She replied, putting a hand on her hips.

"Well, that's all you've been doing lately, and along with it you've been neglecting your training." He was upset. Obviously not happy with what she had been doing.

"What? Are you dad now? You don't tell me how to run my life. If I want to go on a date, then I'll go on a date. You don't have a say in what I do. So just shut up and get out, and I mean out of my life as well!"

So he turned around and left the room. Slamming the door as he left. He left, and she didn't notice the frown that was on his face.

***

"Hey dad, where's Derek?" He looked down from his papers, and a shadow crossed his usually happy self. Then he started to say the words that would make any kid cry, and she was no different. She went upstairs and put on some hunting clothes.

She left the house, and rushed into the forest that was fifteen minutes away from her house. She went to where they would usually hunt. "Derek! Derek!" She called. Desperate to hear an answer, and when she did hear one it wasn't the one she wanted. "He won't reply. He's dead." Someone answered. "Who are you?" She asked. Her tears starting to be replaced by anger. "Why, I'm the one who killed him!"

"Kira!" Shouted her father, covering her body as a wave of arrows from out of nowhere came out and impaled what would've been her heart, but instead was her father's. "Run. Get out of here, and grow stronger." He started coughing up blood. As he tried to pull the arrow out of his back, two more arrows shot at both his arms and his legs. Making him stop completely

She got up and ran. She tried to escape the forest, with echoes of laughter filling her ears as she thought about how she was going to get revenge. 

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