Bloodline - Thunderbolts*
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Seraphina Rowe was the whisper in the storm before the clap of thunder. She was quick, precise, deadly. She didn't linger, she didn't hesitate. She acted, and just as fast she was gone. A smell of smoke in the air and a bullet where she once was. They called her the Heretic.
Sometimes she didn't even realize she was alive. Like an oiled machine only good for one thing. Did she feel remorse? Sure. But she tried not to dwell on it. Those moments that she did were the lowest point she could get. Those rare moments she felt like she was drowning in blood and screams and guilt. She'd claw to the surface only to be pushed back down.
This.. group. They weren't heroes. Their ledgers were gushing. It made her body feel a little lighter. She could feel their hands grabbing her arms, pulling her back up to the surface for a gasp of air. Only she didn't sink down as often. For once in her life, she could tread.
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