The Last Protector

The Last Protector

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We were a proud group of shapeshifters that would protect the next Timewrap who would get the watch, but one night we all were wiped out by MortGore...All except...Me. My parents would always tell me that soon my time will come...after that night I didn't want any part of it. Until the night MortGore and his men went after the Timewraps in hope to get the watch. Now It's my job to protect the last remaining Timewrap. *KittenGirl272 helps in the making of this story. Check out her profile because she also writes good, interesting stories/fanfiction.* *I do not own any of the artwork* Also this story I will be updating at my own pace. After all, this one is just for fun. :)
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