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Grunting, I clenched my hands into fists while limping over a river. "Stupid humans always ruin my plans..." I was just taking care of my own affairs until BAM!  I got shot in the leg by a nearby hunter. Apparently, he knew who I was and thought he was going to shoot me dead since I didn't notice he was there. What a stupid idea. It wasn't hard to find him and of course, I killed him.

While I was deep in my thoughts, I didn't hear the horn of a car until it was too late. I felt the impact hit me and sent me flying backwards. Wait ... backwards?  I looked up to see a female leaning over me, panting.

"Who the fuck are you? Get off me?" I placed my hand on her face before shoving her to the ground.

"Hey, that's pretty rude of you! I just saved your life!" She yells at me, getting up while dusting herself off.

"Okay and? I don't care if I died or not!" I stated, limping away from her.

"You're hurt, let me help you." She tugs on my hand, trying to turn me around.

"Listen, lady, if you don't get out of here, you're going to be six feet under." I hissed, reaching for my knife.

"Names, (Y/n)."

"I don't care what your name is! Just leave me alone!" I pushed her away from me, pointing my knife at her.

"Threatening me doesn't work. And I'm not scared of your appearance..." This '(Y/n)' crosses her arms and looks at me.

"Well, it works most of the time." I sighed, taking a couple of steps toward her.

"If you let me help you, I will get out of your way and you would never have to see me again!"

Running, I lifted my knife, ready to stab (Y/n) in the shoulder, but instead, she punches me in the jaw. I landed on the floor with a thud, making me moan in pain.

"You're stubborn, I hope you know." Rubbing my throbbing jaw, I looked at the little lady.

"And so are you. Look, I have someone to take care of my wounds and he's going to yell at me for hurting me. So leave!"

When I got up from the ground, I grabbed ahold of my knife before stabbing up at (Y/n). She was too slow to react and grabbed my knife that was deep into her stomach. Her face was in a mix of pain and didn't have the voice to scream out.

"Maybe you shouldn't be so kind to strangers, preferably murderers," I smirked, twisting my knife before pulling it out.

Kicking her over with my good leg, I watched as she collapsed to the ground.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Let me help you!" I mocked her, laughing awhile doing so. "Geez, this is a joke?"