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located in The Sherwood Facility, a part of On the Run-Part 1, one of the many universes on RPG.

The Sherwood Facility

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Character Portrait: Sebastian Reynolds Character Portrait: Grace Williams
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"Victoria, Grace, Brooke, Jake? The boss wants us to go after the Runaways. Get you're weapons and meet me outside the Facility. We're going hunting. Over." Grace heard this message from Sebastian. She responded "I will, over." Immediately she felt a weird twisting in her stomach. Mostly she tried to distance, or rather completely avoid Sebastian, as they had never seemed to see eye-to-eye. Well, at least he didn't; he seemed to despise her, just because he saw her as weak.

She rolled her eyes and continued down the hall to the weapon department. Inside, bountiful weapons lay on shelves and the walls, ready for the taking. Raking her eyes across the room, noticing quickly that Sebastians special precious wall of guns was missing-he was here earlier. Grace continued along until she found the wall of crossbows and accessories. With a slight squeel of delight, she picked the best crossbow; a black one and it's matching black arrows. She also got a few poisonous ones. As she left the room, she grabbed some first aid things. The second she pushed the door open, she was met with the chilling wind. No one was out yet. She decided to lean against a wall and wait. God, was she tired...

She heard the slightest twig snap, and clouds rolled in suddenly. Then, for a second, she saw Sebastian's face, than a flash followed by a BANG! She felt the bullet wound and the warm blood pouring from it...Sebastian shot her... then he came over, knife in hand and-

Grace's eyes snapped open. She had fallen asleep, and apparently had a nightmare... She didn't trust Sebastian, not at all. Honestly, Grace would rather have him...gone-dead. She wouldn't do it herself, though, as she knew the consequences. She would watch her back though, as her nightmare seemed horrifically possible. Suddenly she heard a voice, "Grace?" and it caused her to jump.

She spun around "What?" She pointed her crossbow-and saw Sebastian on the other end. "Oh, sorry..." He rolled his eyes, "Surprised you came at all, I though you might have helped them escape." He said sharply, in his English accent

Grace pursed her lips. "Showing a little mercy doesn't mean I'm weak...or a traitor." she growled. Please let someone come so he will leave me the hell alone she silently begged as she she stared off into the dark, impending forest, wondering where the Runaways had gone...