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Another contract. They pay good money, but it isn't worth it. I don't get much respect from owners of the contract. They look at me like I'm some kind of monster... But I've been starting to realise that I kind of am. If you were able to see me, you would notice that I'm very 'different' compared to everyone else.

My most recent task was harder than I expected, but I only say that because my targets were armed and expecting of me. Just my luck. I have enough trouble trying to keep my existence as private as possible, but I've been all over the news so there is no way I can stay away from company as long as I'm known.

Maybe I should go back to what used to be...

No. Too primitive.

I was thinking of joining the army at one point, but I think I would have been a liability as my vital fluids are very, let's say, acidic. Every day I browse around my letterbox seeing if there is any news of more of 'my kind'. None. I have to be able to kill a group of very wealthy teenagers who think they own a street of which I really don't care.

Every day I have a contract to follow, I have to walk past a mirror, forcing me to stare at my differences compared to the rest of the world. Sometimes I'm glad about it, but other times I just find it annoying. A news reporter managed to get a picture of me one time, but he was 'heart-broken' when I was finished with him. The picture never made it on air or in the newspapers. My life in general is upsetting and predictable. Well, that was as far as I thought.

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Another contract. They pay good money, but it isn't worth it. I don't get much respect from owners of the contract. They look at me like I'm some kind of monster... But I've been starting to realise that I kind of am. If you were able to see me, you would notice that I'm very 'different' compared to everyone else.

My most recent task was harder than I expected, but I only say that because my targets were armed and expecting of me. Just my luck. I have enough trouble trying to keep my existence as private as possible, but I've been all over the news so there is no way I can stay away from company as long as I'm known.

Maybe I should go back to what used to be...

No. Too primitive.

I was thinking of joining the army at one point, but I think I would have been a liability as my vital fluids are very, let's say, acidic. Every day I browse around my letterbox seeing if there is any news of more of 'my kind'. None. I have to be able to kill a group of very wealthy teenagers who think they own a street of which I really don't care.

Every day I have a contract to follow, I have to walk past a mirror, forcing me to stare at my differences compared to the rest of the world. Sometimes I'm glad about it, but other times I just find it annoying. A news reporter managed to get a picture of me one time, but he was 'heart-broken' when I was finished with him. The picture never made it on air or in the newspapers. My life in general is upsetting and predictable. Well, that was as far as I thought.