Huntress

Huntress

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A descendant from a Greek god. You're special. But a descendant of all 12 main gods? You're a freak. At least that's what everyone else thinks of, when "her" name is mentioned. Astrid Lennox, "the creation". She is the first and only descendant of the 12 Greek gods. Everyday, she hears the whispers behind her back from other descendants, until one day, she's had enough. Deciding to head down to Earth, she hopes to find freedom. But what if the Gods decide to change Astrid's fate? _________________________________________ "W-what are y-you?" the pathetic guy blubbers out, trying to crawl away from me. I roll my eyes in annoyance. "I'm a damn huntress. Is it that hard to tell?" I snap. The man looks me over in confusion, but starts to shake when I glare at him. "It's this stupid outfit isn't it? I knew I looked like fucking Robin hood." I muttered angrily.
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