This a story in the world of remnant about a young mercenary with a tragic past full of dark twists and turns, who attends beacon.
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The scene opens up to a well crowded dance club in a rather shady part of Vale. People were dancing, drinking, gambling, and having fun inside.
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But in a dark corner of the club. sat a hooded, armored, young man, with a sword on his back, drinking from a personal flask. With a helmet on the table.
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This young man, was one of remnants most feared bounty bounty hunters, 'Deathstalker'. He was scene in the club often, for drinking. No one, not even Junior new his actual name. But new to never piss him off, unless that person had a death wish. But to no one's knowledge, his real name is Hunter Randolph.
The party continued, as a Blonde young girl entered the club with a confident attitude.
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Walking through the bar, until she saw a large suited man at the bar next to two young girls dressed in red and white.
Blonde: "Strawberry Sunrise, no ice." she ordered, reaching the bar.
Junior: "Aren't you a little young to be in this club, Blondie?" The man asked.
Yang: *smirk* "Aren't you a little old, to have a name like Junior?" she said back.
Junior: "So you know who I am, you got a name, Sweetheart?" he asked.
Blonde: "Yes Junior, I've got several. But instead os sweetheart, you can call me SIR!" she said, grabbing his crotch painfully.
