Switching Sides

Switching Sides

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Shay is in the rebelion. She was born in the rebelion, raised in the rebelion and kidnapped from the rebelion. When the goverment takes over the rebelion, Shay is kidnapped. The goverment gives her an opption, work for us undercover or go to alcatraz for the rest of your life. At 18, her obvious desicion is to work for them. But she never expected going undercover to be so challenging.
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I never wanted to be a killer. I was only ten when I killed someone for the first time. That someone was my father. Believe me it is not what you think. I did not kill my father in cold blood, nor do I do that now. I kill people because it is my job. I work for a group in Isreal called Mossad. I am a killer, but I wasn't always one. I remember a time when I wanted to move to America and become a doctor. My father was never happy with my dreams, and he had always made sure to remind me that I was going to take up the family buissness. My father was a killer too. Though he did not do it for the government. In all honesty, he mainly killed American government officials. As you can see, my father was not a good man. He was a hitman or a contract killer, neither sound too good. The only thing my father was good for was teaching me how to defend myself... and Kill. I never thought I would be killing the people I work with and I never thought I would be wanted for murder. I guess you could say that things never really go according to plan. I remember my life when I was a kid. It was filled with drill sessions and shooting ranges. Those were the days... The days before I became what I am now. My name is Avivi JÄGER (pronounced Aa-viy-viy Jeger). I am from Israel and only sixteen. Yes, I am a sixteen year old that is being hunted by the whole world. My name comes from the Jewish/Hebrew words meaning Innocent and Hunter. My mother was the one that named me. She was a doctor, but died a year after I was born. I wanted to grow up and be like her, not like my father. Like I said... Things don't always go according to plan.

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