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Ongoing, First published Jul 23, 2016
We are a team, we are one being, one system.

Ava is the last of the Warner line, a powerful family of warriors known for their battle strategy and superhuman abilities given to them by the hand of evolution. Supposedly, they're the next step of evolution among the human race. Stronger, faster and smarter than the average human, they were a family to be feared in the time of war between humans and the supernatural. Now, however, they've mostly all been assassinated by other families who've joined with the supernatural still living on earth. This Cadre (or team) is three pairs of singular Bond, these Bound pairs consist of a Familiar and a Human.

Because Ava's considered a precious and invaluable resource, she's been allowed an advantage in life: a familiar of her own to help her seek her revenge.
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