Broken Dolls
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Fight. Gather information. Return to base for briefing and updates. Repeat. It's been the same as long as I can remember. Since I was born I've been preparing, and is hasn't changed.
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"You asked what my name was," I said to him gruffly as I tied my shoes.
"And you said it was classified," he replied, an eyebrow raised. "Have you decided it's not?"
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I was raised for this mission. It's always been this one. All the others-practice. Child's play. What they are making me do-it will change everything. For better or worse. After this, they promised to tell me everything. The puzzle will be completed.
If I'm still around to finish it.
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