One night I was fiddling with a small robot I build when I heard a rasping. I assumed it was an animal and continued fiddling.
I heard a large crash coming from the window. I gasped. Someone was in the house. I heard footsteps. Then without warning, someone punched me under my chin. They grabbed me by my hair and pointed a gun to my head. I was so weak that I could only stare at the barrel.
Yep, now we are going to die.
Suddenly the person dropped me on the floor. I crumpled like a rag doll. Was I dead? No I could still breath. A man about nineteen looked down at me and smiled and asked.
"Are you alright girl?" He held out his hand for me. I took it regardless of the fact that he just nearly tried to kill me.
"I am alright." I replied. That was a lie. I felt like I was going to pass out.
The man had blonde hair and light purple eyes. He was extremely handsome. I spotted the tattoo on his heck and concluded that he was a Hunter. Those are like the ones who control the tribes' behaviors and they live with the humans.
"What is your name? Mine is Edgar," he asked.
I remembered him, the mysterious boy who I helped, but did he remember me?
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Clutch
RomanceA story told from Irene Holmes, a young girl in an alternative world. She meets a man named Edgar Ashtien, who she eventually falls in love with.
