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Kelsey: After my parents died I started to get the feeling that I was being watched. Then I found out a government organization called K.R.M.A. was coming after me and I knew it wasn't to talk. I am now running anywhere and everywhere changing my looks and name trying to get away. I guess the conspiracy theorists were right. Onyx: I was twelve when I was recruited. The people bailed me out of jail in Italy. I was convicted of thievery when I was caught stealing from a local bakery, to feed my poor, fatherless family. It was an honor, they told us, to be a part of the K.R.M.A corps. Poor, non wealthy boys, chosen for the most elite top secret branch of military specialists. They trained us in fighting for sure, but maybe not the kind I would have preferred. They trained us to be assassins. A joint story with Sierra Finlinson.
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