Secret Identity

Secret Identity

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Once I wake up in the morning, I take a nice bath, comb my hair, blow dry it then tie it up. Pin it down then put a wig on. A wig with long flowy blonde hair. It was the opposite of how my hair normally is. But that was the point. It had to be different. Because people weren't supposed to know who I was. I was undercover.
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Hunters

when i got these powers i thought i was the next step to the human evolution or something... i didnt think i was some gentic freak that was made this way to hunt and kill supernatural creatures like my father and any guy before him. i wasnt supposed to be passed the gene since i was a girl, but i did making me a stronger and faster hunter than ever before, but right now i'm not hunting... im surviving

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