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Underbelly [Original 2015 Draft - Archived]
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This was the original version of Underbelly, posted in 2015. I've left it up for nostalgia - but the completely revised and expanded version is now live https://www.wattpad.com/story/395212960-underbelly-10-year-anniversary-rewrite
I am an agent with a vengeful streak.
My current job? To track down an Underbelly boss and assassinate him.
My motive? He was involved in my mother's murder and every major crime in the Surface society.
The catch? He is also my father.
My advantage? I've been genetically engineered for this job.
My disadvantage? So is my father.
This should be fun.
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