Prologue

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3rd Person

The cars collided head on.

Within a matter of minutes the first car, a blue one owned by the man down the street's son, had spun across the road horrifying every single witness to the event. Well, everyone except one.  A girl. A girl who looked young but really was older then you could imagine. Her many names included, Venator Noctis, Venus Noctis, Megara. Lots of her name's were Latin descriptions of her. But her favourite was Filia Mortis, which translated to what she was. Daughter of Death.

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