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"P.O.V."

I don't know who you are. You don't know who I am. We're even. Yet I am being paid to kill you. ...

  • Story by Amy Cramer
  • Estimated reading time: 57 seconds (191 words)
  • Updated January 26, 2008

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I don't know who you are. You don't know who I am. We're even. Yet I am being paid to kill you. So even just isn't enough. I've been paid to do a job. Therefor I shall do that job. If you run I don't mind. It just means you're a coward, and I get to practice my marksmanship. I am very good, but practice never hurt anyone. I am a bounty hunter. You are my query. You will not escape. Come and face what you brought upon yourself. You angered my employer. My employer is rich, and you are dead. Everyone fears me. Everyone knows who I am. I am considered infallible, elite, and effective. And I am. It takes a lot to hurt me. And to hurt me is a slow and agonizing death. Cross me, and your life ends. But then anger someone with money, and your life ends just the same. I know no fear, and no pain. I am emotionless, and care not for the beings I slaughter. They have done something to deserve what's coming to them. I am the feared Boba Fett. Fear me.

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