She stared at him when he began yelling at her. She listened to him and she began listening, suddenly her stomach growled and she began to eat. It was surprisingly good, "Why would you help me human? What is it that you would want with me?" She stared at the Analyzer and smiled slightly. After she finished, she took a quick shower on shaky legs and then got back into the bed. "I know who and what I am human, I have known since birth. What do you want to know?" She looked at him and she suddenly felt safer then she had in years. Without his prompting she started, “I used to work for an Organization that dealt with the supernatural. Like you I was to bring in creatures of all shapes and sizes. From all walks of life, I never knew what they were trying to find until they were after me. They followed me for several years. Soon it wasn't just them. Vampire's, werewolves, shape-shifter's and so much more was after me. Just one drop of my blood can cure most diseases in humans and other creatures. Soon researcher's and the military were also after me to possibly make me into a weapon." She looked away sadly, "I can also heal a human with my blood. It may or may not show up on that analyzer of yours. When the full moon rise's I become a pure black wolf with aquamarine dragon's wings. I am what they call a Dracolf, and ancient breed thought to be extinct due to hunting for obvious reasons. Now every twelve hundred years a new pair are born. We survive a good three hundred years or so but look young. Don't worry I’m twenty so I am still a baby in dragon year's." There was a slight beeping noise, and she turned her back to him. She closed her eyes and waited. When nothing happened she curled up in a ball and shuddered. She nearly jumped out of her skin when he put his hand on her shoulder. She suddenly, got up and ran for the door. She got to the door and suddenly realized she had nowhere to go and no one she could trust. She slid down the door and cried; when he came toward her she got up and kept backing away from him. She threatened to punch, scratch, and kick him if he came close to her. She jumped over the bed he had obviously been using at one point, breaking a small glass cup in the process cutting the back of her lower leg on accident. She gasped and began trying to clean up the blood sobbing in near hysterics. She felt him pick her up and she closed her eyes not daring to look at him. She shuddered and shivered in fear waiting for him to harm her.

She felt him set her down on the bed that was meant as her room. He grabbed her leg and she kicked at out at him. He tried again and she smacked his hand away from her. She dodged a third attempt and rolled off the bed with her back in a corner, she could tell he was getting frustrated and angry with her. She took a deep calming breathe lowering her head, so he could see how scared she was getting. Her shoulder's shook with her sob’s, she laid back down on the bed and let him grab hold of her leg this time. She closed her eyes and just drifted into a restless sleep, she woke up suddenly to a noise. She felt arms around her and saw the man. She slowly, slid a pillow between his arms and then got out of bed seeing for the first time that her leg was bandaged. She opened the door to his room just a crack and saw people in the room. She silently closed the door and put her hand over his mouth then put a finger over her own mouth. He jolted and then stared at her; she opened a window and grabbed the pack. She went down the side of the building and he soon followed. She ran not bothering to see if he followed her. Soon she fell down on the side walk, and felt arms grab her. She looked back and saw him, "How could they have found us so quickly? The tracking device!!!! Is their one inside of me!!!???" She began scraping her hands all over her skin and after finding nothing she breathed a sigh of relief. "My leg is really hurting me. I'm tired all over again and I feel so hot." She felt her forehead, and then shivered. She felt like someone had shoved her in an oven and was leaving her to bake. She closed her eyes and fell asleep. When she woke up again she was in a room that wasn't familiar to her. She looked around searching for him, and saw him in a chair next to the bed fast asleep. She touched him lightly and his eye's slowly opened. "What happened to me?” she asked. She looked around and smelled the room which smelt like another hotel room. She tried to get up but he pushed her down again. She saw him get up and sit down beside her; she looked at him then and stared into his eyes. Funny, she had never realized how amazingly brown his eye's seemed to be until now.

She was such a stubborn girl, She did not listen to a thing he said! So much that it was annoying the hell out of him as she kept screaming to let her go. Even though he was trying to get her away from them. Eventually he had to pressure point her, picking a small area on the back of her neck, or else the organization would hear her screaming. It was not long before he made it to a distant hotel, one that was off the radar of the organization. He had managed to draw blood from her, and right now he was doing a lab test on a small blood analyzer he brought, but it would not be done for another few hours.

He decided that maybe he should start showing her a little more kindness when he put her in the bed, and made her a lot of food, knowing she needed her strength. When she did not eat it he got pissed off. "Okay, you win! Alright? Your so stubborn you can't even here a word Im saying! Can you? Im trying to HELP YOU. Im trying to get you away from that organization! But if you really wanna leave so badly, then fine. I will not stop you, but the organization... They will find you..." He had a short temper for things like this, so his mouth got him in to trouble a lot. He sighed lightly "You can even check the food, there is nothing bad in there, nothing. The needle I used was completely clean, and I was just checking for a file on where you have been, this way they can not trace our steps... " The blood test had not been finished yet, it was analyzing longer then usual... He was starting to wonder if this was a good idea, maybe this girl was just crazy and had some mental problems or a split personality? The organization could want her for any reason, she may be a harm to someone, or she may be harmless. He sighed again "I'll leave the door open if you want to leave... But I promise you that I can help you."

She scooted over as far as possible when he entered the truck. She listened to his words but felt no real comfort from them. She felt her heart twisting in two directions and immediantly dismissed it. She grabbed his throat, "Why should I trust you human? You handed me over to them even if it was a job. Why would you want to help me?" She let his throat go. She went for the door but it was locked. She heard him sigh and she turned around as he reversed the truck and they moved out of the parking lot and on to the highway. She felt hungry and searched the pack finding a small device. "You tracked me!!! What do you want from me!!! I want out of here, I need to go, I need to get out of here. I have to go!!! Let me go!!! LET ME GO!!!" she repeated like a mantra over and over again hopeing he would. When the got to a rest stop she tried to open the door again but it remained locked. He grabbed her and she looked at him scared of what he was going to do to her. She looked at him sadly as he preassure pointed her. She fell into a deep sleep and didn't wake up until the next morning, When she finally did he pushed her down and she looked at him. "What's going on? What happened to me? What did yo do to me?" She felt dizzzy and sick to her stomach. He had a hold of her arm and she looked down. He was drawing her blood, she looked at him. "Get it out!!! Now!!! Plaese no!!!" She screamed at him, he mangaed to pin her down and she stopped fighting. She looked at him, "Please stop!!! Don't hand me over to them again, please." SHe begged and pleaded with him until he let her go. She began feeling dizzy again and soon had passed out once again. When she woke up this time, she smelled food and opened her eyes to see that he was bringing her some food. She refused to look at him, she wouldn't eat at all. SHe didn't even bother drinking the juice he had brought her. She sighed in resognation.

Watching her being taken away was the worst thing he had ever saw. He had imagined this moment so wonderfully, that the bad guy was turned in by the good guy, and that he was rewarded... Without any regrets. But why did he feel like the bad guy was not actually bad. Why did he feel like he was doing the wrong thing? He shook his head, deciding that this moment was in the past. He spent ten years chasing her, so of course he would feel weird after it was all over! And she was the one the kept running! He thought. He smirked at that thought, though his disgruntled disposition left him quickly. He looked back, hearing commotion when someone screamed that she got away. He cursed to himself and immediately ran out of the room, knowing fully well that he could catch her if she was so close! He chased her for a while but the closer he got, the more he did not want to. He ran into her once and she yelled at him, which did not help. "Im only doing my job! You think it's easy to support yourself without one?" He had said at first, but he knew it was not true.

He had planted a tracking device in a small bag, and luckily she had taken the bate, so he followed her till she stopped for gas. He took in a deep breath and climbed into the truck, looking straight forward. He was sitting next to her. "Listen, Im not going to hurt you, nor am I going to bring you in. I do not know what they want you for, but I feel wrong about this... Which I never do. So that means turning you in would be bad and.." He kept his eyes straightforward, he was wearing a disguise. "I have to be discreet or they will turn on me. I want to help you."

((i'm sorry.))

She didn't bother looking at him as they took her away. When she felt stronger she fought them and knocked most of them out she ran for the exit desperate for freedom. She heard them giving chase and she used every ounce of her strength. She got out into the open and managed to get into the forest and ran to the cliff's edge. She heard them behind her and she had no other choice. She jumped into the water and after a few seconds began swimming out into the open. She came up for air and soon saw a motor boat heading towards her. She dove deep in the water and then swam towards the shore when she got onto the shore she saw him. "I'm not going back human. I'd rather die then suffer a slow agonizing fate at the hands of them. So kill me you pathetic human or are you just a lap dog for them?" She challenged him with her eye's and began to run into the forest. When she got their she found a truck and she drove it away at top speed. When she found an abanboned cabin she found a hiker's pack, she didn't see the hiker so she took it and shoved it onto the passenger side and began to drive. When she had gotten to a rest stop she rummaged through the pack and found out who it belonged to then. It was then man!!! She started to toss the pack out when she saw him then. She jumped startled then started up the engine and was preparing to back up but something stopped her. She turned and looked around but all she saw was him. "What do you people want from me?" she asked wearily as she cracked open the window just a small amount.

((Lol wow I wish my eyes were that powerful)) ((Didn't know my character could move on his own :b))

He knew very well that she was going to try anything to get away, so when he shot her legs it was of know surprise to him. Though, it did hurt. "Screw it," He muttered, knowing that if he wanted to get her, then he was going to have to hurt her. He reached for one of the guns and shot her in a non- fatal area, then grabbed the darts and shot her in the leg. He saw her fear in her eyes as she began to black out, somehow He felt sorry for her, like she really was just scared on the inside. But that thought was completely dismissed when he noticed his legs were bleeding. He gently picked her up, cooing soothing words to her, telling her it was all going to be alright, that he was not going to hurt her and he just needed to bring her back with him. He was never told why he had to bring her back, just that he had to.

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When she woke up again she was hand cuffed to a chair and her weapons were all removed. She struggled for a few seconds and then managed to break the chair. She then pulled here arms from behind her and they were now in front. She found a pen and managed to unlock the cuffs, she checked the door but it was locked. She picked up the brocken chair peaces and tossed them at the window, nothing happened. She morphed into her true form(a pure black wolf with blue-green dragon's wings) and then tried to break the window after a few minutess to adjust to her new form. When this failed again she howled until she saw movement behind the glass.

He knew she would be struggling like this, thank god he had told them about her, told them that they could not take any chances with her at all or they might loose a leg. It had been several days since he had first picked her up, they had kept her on a sleeping paralysis all that time to keep her immune system weak and her body weaker. He himself had been healing during this time and getting ready for his next assignment, a vacation. He could retire with how much money he was given, but there was no way he was going to do that! Five more trips like these and he could live in luxury the rest of his life! The thought made the man smirk, and his ignorance of that situation was highly unnoticeable. He had already told his boss exactly what her weaknesses were and everything.

A few minutes after she had calmed down, he came in. This was the las time he would see her. He tried to sooth the girl into relaxing, that she was only here temporarily, but immediately that failed. She flicked her ears bak, her hackles rised, and she began barking, growling, and gnashing her teeth at him. Her growl almost stung, she was obviously not going to forgive him for this. Why should she though? It was not like he did anything wrong, it was his job.

Soon more people came and He knew this was all over, that she was not going to get out of this one. He smirked as she gave up and morphed into a human again, he had told them that this was the best time to go after her. Before she could make another move they caught her and tossed her onto the cot. He came into her line of sight, ignoring her big eyes, he could not even help her now if he tried, so what was the point? When he didn't help her she screamed out in frustration, her eyes were flinging dagger's at him promising a brutal retaliation...

He just stared at her, a grim outlook placated upon his face. The director came in as they were carrying her out for something, and gave him a pat on the back, both of them smiling.

She stared at the gun in suspicion. "Drop your gun or lose your life human. Kick it over to me. What help do you need exactly?" She stared at him waiting and watching for a possible threat to her. "Hands up were I can see them!!! Put them behind your head, now!!! Do you have any other weapons?" She barked the orders then cuffed him once again after it was safe checking for other weapons and came across a knife and a few drugged darts. She could smell the paralysis potin on his gun. She sat him in a chair and took aim, "Who are you and what do yo want from me?" She said in a cold demanding voice. She took aim at his heart and tightened her finger on the trigger. When he continued to stare she grabbed her back pack. "Fine good luck finding me this time." She began to walk away when she heard him get up from the chair so she turned around and saw he had freed his hands. She pulled out her gun and shot him in both legs this time. He fired at her and managed to hit her in the shoulder. She fell to the ground and tryed to get up but failed, she saw him coming toward her. Her eyes widened in fear, and a few tears fell down her face. She looked at him warily and tryed once again to move or scream but it was to late he had a hold of her. Somethine hit her in the leg and then she was out, she thought she heard him whispering to her in a soothing voice but immediantly dismissed it.

***
When she woke up again she was hand cuffed to a chair and her weapons were all removed. She struggled for a few seconds and then managed to break the chair. She then pulled here arms from behind her and they were now in front. She found a pen and managed to unlock the cuffs, she checked the door but it was locked. She picked up the brocken chair peaces and tossed them at the window, nothing happened. She morphed into her true form(a pure black wolf with blue-green dragon's wings) and then tried to break the window after a few minutess to adjust to her new form. When this failed again she howled until she saw movement behind the glass. He came in and she flicked her ears bak, her hackles rised, and she began barking, growling, and gnashing her teeth at him. She knew she would be able to attack but if she morphed into a human she would be weak and vulnerable. Soon more people came and she knew she'd be defenseless. She gave up and morphed into a human again and waited a few minutes to get some strength back. Before she could make another move they caught her and tossed her onto the cot. He came into her line of sight, her eyes begged, pleaded even for him to help her out. When he didn't help her she screamed out in frustration, her eyes were flinging dagger's at him promising a brutal retaliation...

((Oh okay I get what you mean))

"Dammit" He crushed under his breath. He hardy moved when she shot him though, he had been shot before and truthfully it did not hurt that much. He reached down for his knife then after an hour, had cut through the handcuffs. "You can run all you want, but you as sure as hell can not hide," He said with a smirk, he liked a good challenge. His eyes were filled with determination, making them seem more blue then usual. He gently breathed in, then within minutes he was heading back towards headquarters for surgery. It did not take long, and they seemed to be expecting him back. After all, this was his first big assignment. He was as sure as hell not gonna fail them through, she was worth too much.

He spent the next years chasing after her, looking at where she would be, where she should be, and where she could be. He would always take the most crowded areas to find her, it was not hard. She stuck out, even if she did not want to. She was beautiful, so it was not hard to find her.

He took in a deep breath, He would not stop until he found her, and when he did he would gladly take his prize and claim his victory. You see, this was all a game for him in reality. He loved this chase, the thrill or being the hunter, and got to know everything about her. Though she was very hard to track at times, her moves were slightly predictable. All he had to do was think of the best place to look for her and she was there most of the times. For the first few years he just tried to scare her, let her know that wherever she went he would be there. He even made it clear a few times that he was following her. They never once spoke unless they were running or fighting, yet he had known so much about her already. Sometimes he would just sit and watch what she was doing, whether it be on the computer, herding animals, learning different languages, anything, it felt so wonderful just to do that. Maybe it was because she was so normal? Or maybe it was because he was becoming a stalker? He shook his head, knowing perfectly well that it could be either one of those.

***

As he came closer to her, the boy got out a small gun. One that was dripped in paralysis potions made by a Monk he had come across in India. Though he was chasing after her, he was also exploring the world. He had learned several different languages along the way, and was even fluent in a few of them. He took in a deep breath and made his appearance clear. "I won't stop, I won't ever stop," He told her. He was not going to let her run, not this time. "It's not like Im trying to hurt you, I just need your... help.." He said.

(I meant ametureas in mediocer or a newbe)
"She is life like isint she? I did a goodjob." Sarah said. She shot him in the leg with the gun, "That should slow you down human. And if you use my name agian foul creature I won't hesitate to end your life." SHe smiled coldly then and hand cuffed him to the water heater. She ran out of the door and then pulled the fire alarm. She choose a new location and this time changed her name to Jasmine hunter's. She eliminated all off the alias name's. She destroyed allrecords of her including the birthcertificate and created fake files for Jasmine Hunter's. She tanned her skin and dyed her hair. She kept to her self and always wore disguises. She stayed in public area's in case she needed to make a scene. Her job of choice this time was to be a waitress in a bar she had been working thier for six weeks and saw him again. She ducked out of the back before he could see her, she stuck to back winding roads in case she was being folowed. She grabbed her pack and jumped into her Jeep but it wouldn't start. She tryed the house phone and it didn't work either. She caim to the sudden realization that he was thier some wher watching and waiting for her to make an error. She knew he was at the bar so he must have found her during the night and cut the phone line. As for the Jeep it was old and prone to fits of working and not. "WEhy now?" she muttered under her breathe. She knew that these little tactics were ment to scare her, she wasn't rising to the bait in fact it made her angry. She was still thinking logically so at least that ws in her favor. She heard him coming and loaded her un and prepared to aim and shoot him.

((You mean amatory? Immaturely? or Amateurishly? ))

He had chased her all over the world, it was easy enough though. It was not hard to trace her, in fact he was finding it fun, like a game. Where's Waldo! He kept laughing at that fact. She was running for nothing. He would not stop until he found her, and when he did he would gladly take his prize and claim his victory. You see, this was all a game for him in reality. He loved this chase, the thrill or being the hunter, and got to know everything about her. Though she was very hard to track at times, her moves were slightly predictable. All he had to do was think of the best place to look for her and she was there most of the times. For the first few years he just tried to scare her, let her know that wherever she went he would be there. He even made it clear a few times that he was following her. They never once spoke unless they were running or fighting, yet he had known so much about her already. Sometimes he would just sit and watch what she was doing, whether it be on the computer, herding animals, learning different languages, anything, it felt so wonderful just to do that. Maybe it was because she was so normal? Or maybe it was because he was becoming a stalker? He shook his head, knowing perfectly well that it could be either one of those.

She had changed her names many times, and each time it matched her profession. Though she went to all that trouble he did not. He was virtually unfindable in any database she could look for. He knew that not even a birth certificate still existed to prove who he was. The government thought he was dead, and all files now belonged to the organization, and they burned them all the day he came. He was now simply known as what he always wanted to be known as when he had a life, Venum.

After a few months e came across her again by chance. He knew very well it was her because of her beautiful eyes. Within a few seconds he had already been able to figure out that. Though, he did not act quickly at this, he waited cautiously. He planned out his move so that when he went to get her he would have a better chance. He made it so that the little deranged mouse would be gobbled up by the greedy yet very smart cat, he made it so he would have a better chance at getting what he wanted. It was now or never. He knew that she did not have many more places to run before she ran out of eligible places. He also knew that he would never give up, it was against his policy. So he was awaiting for the day that she would give up the race and turn herself in. Though he knew that would never happen.

***

It was not long before he was able to put his plan in action. He showed up at the hotel around the morning time and was able to sneak into the area disguised as a bell boy. Though, he was far too large and it showed. After making sure the area was secure he snuck into her room, gently and carefully, but not going for the kill. Taking in a deep breath, he took out a smoke bomb and lit it before taking a step towards her and grabbing her by her neck and covering her mouth to keep her from screaming. "WE meat again Zaria, or shall I still call you Sarah?" He whispered. He laughed lightly as he quickly reached in his pocket and stuck a needle in her neck, a tranquilizing medicine going throughout her whole body.

She fell to the ground and with an oomph. He towered over her she kicked his knees and then grabbed her pack before jumping out of the window and running into the shadows. She stayed hidden until she knew she was safe then she got on bus after countless bus and train after train until she wound up in the Casper, Wyoming Mountains. She changed her name, her hair, and her way of life. She waited every night waiting for them again. Six months had past and she began to relax only slightly. She had become a ranch hand for a while and was repairing the barn's roof. She felt eye's on her and planned on moving out again that night. She had stayed to long again like the last time, when she looked at the map in the afternoon she decided on a new location. That night she moved out on the third morning she finally made it to Egypt, and once again changed her name and looks. She studied the language and history. She kept her face hidden at all times, she thought she saw him but when she looked again he was gone. She bought some chickens and was shooing them along a path playing the part of a farming woman. When she turned down an alleyway she checked again and saw him again. He hadn't seen her so she moved away from the corner and walked calmly to a bus station. She soon ended up in the forest; she found an abandoned tree house and planned out her next location. She stowed away on a ship this time and ended up in the outback. 'How could he have found me that quickly? This is insane, what are they after me for?' She thought to herself. She stayed near the ocean so she could have an escape route when necessary. She wouldn't talk to anyone at all, she wouldn't even bother looking at other's. She felt a sinking sensation and got into her boat and rode away, she ended up in Italy and this time kept well hidden from other people and made sure no one had ever seen her. Ten years had passed since that night she found him in her home and she got a sense of déjà vow. She woke up in a cold sweat and found him at the foot of her bed; she grabbed her gun and took aim, "Who are you? What do you want from me? Move and I'll shoot!" Her nerves were shaky but her hand on the gun was rock steady. The vampire smirked and she realized then that it wasn't the man chasing her. The vampire bit her arm and drank heavily, she shot him in the face and then she tended to her wounds and grabbed her back pack and ran.
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She ended up in china and saw him upon her arrival. He hadn't seen her yet so she quickly ducked out of the exit and went to a hotel. She had gotten a room and was cleaning the vicious wound when she heard someone entering her home. She grabbed her whip of chains and took a quick peek but it was only the maid. She quickly cleaned and changed the bandages then made sure everything was closed and locked. She soon fell asleep. When she woke up again it was raining outside. She checked her weapons again and brought her laptop up searching for the man who she couldn't remember. Sarah O’ Connell had been her real name but now she changed it to Zaria Wong. Once again she found no trace of him. He was a ghost that haunted her in her dreams and chased her around the world. He was human that much she could tell. There was an organization in which she belonged to. Or had belonged to before the accident, she was now a were dragon-wolf mix. A type of rare hybrid not seen for hundreds of years, their blood was said to of held hidden powers though what they were she never knew. She had been on the run for fifteen years now and still never knew why everyone was after her. The humans especially, this guy had entered her home ameteurlly. He would do so again this time however she was prepared…

Dark eyes peered through alleyways, the sound of footsteps lurked in every shadow, and the deep scary chuckle coming from the beasts within the city could be heard by any human who knew what it really was. What the secret was, the secret that only .1 percent of the world knew about. Yet the secret that 4 percent of the worlds population was. Long strides strode past the alleyways, past the horrible shrills coming from inside of them. Tonight was not the night to ponder on this sort of secret. It would cloud his mind from any unwanted thoughts, any emotions that were so dangerous to have. The secret, in all in all, was that there were other beasts besides human and animals that lived amongst us. Some call them monsters, other call them mythical creatures. Though they were all one thing in his mind, people. He did not care about them though, he did not care about anything. Only thing that mattered to him was the mission that was brought forth to him every night, and how he was going to fulfill it. Tonight in particular was a very interesting mission.

A deep scattered breath escaped his throat as he looked up, his enticing light brown eyes looking at the apartment before him. He had never had a mission where he could not kill the subject, and this angered him all the more. He felt like a trainee once again, doing the dirty work that other Assassins did not want to do. Then again, it made sense. He was one of the only human assassins in the organization, but he was one of the best. This was well shown through his toned muscles, hiding underneath the simple black shirt he was wearing. The shirt was loose, but it still showed the ripples and curves his perfect muscles made when he moved. They were not too big though.

Brown hair fell into his eyes as he thought about how to do this. Should he just pick her up and go? Why would they want a girl such as herself? He thought back, remembering when they had called him, telling him how important this mission was. "The girl must come back alive, you hear me? Or else you do not get paid a single cent Venum, and I swear to god if she is injured your going back to the dirty work. But bring her in, and you will be going places kid." He sighed, he hated this sort of mission, but he knew that this was his Million girl, he would be rich when he caught her. He smirked coldly at that thought and began to lurk into the shadows.

Within a few minutes he was in her apartment, looking for any signs that she was there, and found that she was. He was being rather careless tonight, but that was because they had forgotten to mention one thing to him. She grabbed her hunting knife and found the intruder in the living room where she tackled him and held the knife to his throat. "Who are you? What do you want?" She was lethal. He gently smile, though it was a cold, harsh smile that hardly meant anything at all. "You know, tackling people and threatening them is against the law, considering you left your window open." As he said this his legs reached under and kneed her in the stomach, before pushing her off of him and standing up.

Sarah O'Conell waited on the top of the building. She had been crouched up her looking down on the workd for hours now, a storm had come and the rain poured down mercilessly. Her target tonight was a horse shifter, not that she would be getting close any time soon. Sarah was a werewolf-dragon mix. Her scent would not only scare him off but it would injure him, she had to bring him in alive and uninkured. So she waited until she finally saw him heading for an alleyway. She jumped down and headed for the alley way as quick as possible, when she got into the alley she was ambushed by the target. "Hello Sarah." he said in his deep voice. "Still skulking around are we?" She smiled and quickly darted him in the thigh. He dropped like a log, "Skuling around huh." she said sarcasticly. She called into the PARA and then checked to make sure hewas still breathing. She left him when the organization had taken him away, it had been years since she had seen old Jack and he looked horrible but he was a target that needed to be relocated along with hs herd.
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Later on in the night a sudden noise in her apartment alerted her to danger and she bolted up right. The wolf in her smeeled something strange but the dragonwanted to rip the intruder to shreds for waking her up. She grabbed her hunting knife and found the intruder in the living room where she tackled him and held the knife to his throat. "Who are you? What do you want?"

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