Blood

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As I see my blood running down my wrists I walk to the arena waiting to beat her up. Missy stalkes her way towards me laughing at the blood and with no warning I strike breaking her nose in one hit, More blood beautiful she tries to slap me but she on the ground then and there I pick her up and drink, Drinking her dry, Dropping her and someone claps ingoring the human I walk to the orphanage to Amber.

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