Ombra

Ombra

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Being a bounty hunter has it's ups and downs. The ups? That would be the immense amount of money and respect you receive. The downs? A kidnapped child. Ombra is the shadows, she is the wind. There is no one she can not kill. Nothing she can not apprehend for the right price. But with this kind of job you are sure to collect enemies along the way. When Ombra's son was captured and held hostage who else is she to call but her rival, the only man to fight toe to toe with her and almost win, the man who has seized her mind Xavier Castillo. Together can they reach Ombra's son, Tyler in time? Or would it be to late.
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Marsha and Thaddeus Matthews gave birth to me inside a space station in Condor. I then started growing up I would stay close to them, I would listen to my parents and follow everything they asked of me. When I grew up to be a teenager I would fly a transport ship to and from other destinations. Sometimes my cargo is troops, supplies or other stuff. I enjoyed doing that and seeing the sights. That was when our space station was under attack by the slavers. I recall watching my parents run to their fighter planes and board them then fly out with the other pilots while me and the other staff parents joined together holding the slavers who docked at bay. I then saw us soon outnumbered. I heard some of the slave guards and masters who joined outside the station tell the people inside the station that our pilots outside where all killed. I saw the slavers inside cheering. I could only cry. That's when the slave guards took me and some staff as their prisioners. I was a teenager then. Now Im older. My name is Sebastian and this is my story.

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