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~Taken shortly after birth and genetically infused with mythical creature in hopes of creating hybrid mystical humans. In order to keep the Korean subjects, that escaped, safe you must train them to adjust to human society al...
It was a cold Thursday night; it's 11:45, my shift ended two hours ago but the offer of paid overtime complied me to stay.
It was lightly sprinkling, only making the bitting cold air worse, 'It's only September!' I think bitterly while wrapping my hands around myself to warm them up, but being in New York city the weather is naturally cold.
My fast pace walk made loud stepping noises, I mean I'm the only one still awake in this dead quite area.
I walked past the path to the beach, the waves were roaring louder than usual, almost like an actual roar, I paused to glance "whatever." I continued to walk.
I turned a corner, only a block to my apartment, I was too cold and frustrated to care about anything, even the growing noise behind me.
'wait what?'
Not even a chance to fully turn around and a big white shadow crashed right into me.
I fell straight to the floor, I definitely got hurt, I winched and cringed from the pain.
" 오 세상에!!! 정말 미안해!!! (o sesang-e!!! jeongmal mianhae!!!) (Oh my god!! I'm so sorry!!!)"
The figure yelled in a familiar language...Korean?
(I'm very sorry but I had to use Google translate to make it more authentic.)
I opened my eyes, focusing, white, a white horse, no....a....a.....a....
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UNICORN?!?!!
What is happening?!
Before I could ask anything, gunfire. Bullets were shot in our direction!
"빨리!! (ppalli!!) (Quickly!!)" a voice yelled. The unicorn looked down "죄송 해요! (joesong haeyo!) (I'm sorry!)" it immediately picked me up and carried me on his back.
I'm ridding on a unicorn's back. People are shooting. What.
We safely made it to an alley, I got off his back but when I tried to stand up I fell, he caught me but I notice my legs covered in scrapes and a large one on my arm that I fell on when we crashed.
"We're very sorry ma'am." The same voice that yelled out.
