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The Hunted
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Word was spreading quick of the deaths and the daring escapes that always followed. The Shadow, along with her feared companions, had struck again, leaving behind the imfamous spotless crime scene and no clue to her true identity. No further evidence could be found. I ignored all of the rumors that circulated about the merciless killer and the devastation she caused. Maybe I would have given more precaution to the obvious warnings, if I didn't already know this "Shadow" and the assassin family she was born into. How was I to predict the troubles to come of it? I, Alexis Artivialli, am the one they fear. I am the hunter, but how did I suddenly become the hunted?
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