Hunters, ya, I had encountered some when I first had to go out on my own. My journal my father gave me also described he dangers of hunters. Most were very cunning and wouldn't hesitate to kill.

A few years ago, a hunter had found me and gave me the scar I have running down my back. I shuttered remembering that painful day; my hands were fists at my side. I shoved the memories away and stared off into the distance. I had so many bottled up memories from th years without my parents, and I had thought I had locked them all away, guess not.

Zero looked at me inquiringly, but I just smiled at him and looked away. Asuka looked a little scared at the thought of , I put my hand on her shoulder and squeezed it reassuringly. I wasn't going to let anything to happen to anyone. We couldn't handle another loss, not so soon.

I wanted us to get away before the hunters got a tip that we were here. They were ruthless and would never give up.

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