Ch. 1: A New Hope -- The Fire Side

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Subject: Ch. 1: A New Hope

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Kylie

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Date Posted: 23:09:07 01/23/04 Fri
In reply to: Kylie 's message, "Taiji-Ya" on 22:43:07 01/23/04 Fri

The FBI have been after me for a year. They have been saving a place for me on death row. If you ask why, I could tell you. I'd have to kill you, of course, but I could. I was recruited by an elite team of demon slayers almost two years ago. I was then dropped from the team. I was working solo for a year, when I retired, an award for most demons killed and another for "Second Most Shady Figure in Canada" under my belt. You want the story from the beginning? I'll give it to you.

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The world was being taken over. By demons. I was called to a federal defence center, but I had no idea why. When I got there, I was ushered inside by an imposing bulky figure wearing a black suit. I was taken into what I imagine was the heart of the building, where I was greeted by a middle aged man, also wearing a suit. A name tag on his chest said "D. Simmons". Of course, you can never trust a nametag. For the six months I waitressed at Alabama Broiled Steak, (ABS for short) my name tag read "Sally". "Ashita Kuriyami?" said D. Simmons. "Yeah?" I confirmed. "Ashita, we want you to save the world."

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