Anna had long since fallen asleep.  Myself, I was pacing, reconsidering my decision to train her.  I had told her who I was.  If my own Master knew that I had done so, he would make his disapproval known.  I had long decided to be like my predecessors and train someone who was lost and alone, that needed purpose for living.  This girl, she was far from ideal.  I will admit, I will not train her to become the next Ghost, only enough to defend herself.  My title belongs to someone else.  Standing over her, my fingers touching the hilt of my gun as I watched her brow furrow.  I had seen this look on her before.  Perhaps a nightmare?  Drawing my weapon, I held it between us, it pointed at her.  One shot.  One shot is all it will take to stop me from f...

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