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She is Shadow

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Her family is murdered. She is sold to a mafia organization, making her determined revenge. She called herself Shadow. Noone knows her realname. She is a hitman born to a Black Demon mafia organization, under the pseudonym Cleo Anatasia Veendra. She never realized that she was the subject of a successful experiment test conducted by her own master's man, it healed his wounds within seconds, as having an amazing experiment made her an Interpol fugitive.
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Chapter 1 - 1. THE BIRTH OF A KILLING MACHINE

Thousands of shouts can be heard all over a battle arena.

Kill, kill, kill...That word echoed all around the place.

A little 7-year-old girl with chubby cheeks, shiny eyes, and long hair that flows down to her waist. She gripped the knife in her right hand tightly, her whole body covered in blood.

A few meters in front of her, a 15-year-old boy lay on the floor, full of wounds. His eyes shuddered with fear as the girl, a lot younger than him, stepped closer.

He shook his head. He was begging for mercy. Her steps seem so slow, but they are narrowing the gap. That made the teenager start stepping back until he hit the fence of the battle arena.

"Get me out of here," he begged. "I don't want to die,"

There was a moment of silence, and no one spoke. The only sound that could be heard was coming from the teenager, who was begging so that his life could be spared.

His plea was ignored. Everyone knows the rules of the arena.

"Kill to eat" or "Die"

The 7-year-old girl just entered the arena a week ago and has since won consecutive battles. Of course, she has to survive by killing her opponents.

How can a mere little girl know how to kill? But in reality, the girl has killed 20 people since her first arrival.

Children being slaves in the fighting arena is a terrible thing. Those kids should be at home, being loved by their parents, and enjoying their childhood.

Perhaps their "game" is killing.

The arena has rules. Kill to eat and survive. All the kids have to fight, killing their friends to get food. Even the most special prize for the winner of the battle is just good food.

Indiscriminately, boys fight against little girls or vice versa.

Sprhlt!

She had just split his neck with her knife. She wiped the blood that got splattered onto her face with her arm.

Everyone who saw that got goosebumps. No one dares go against her.

"I won!" she exclaimed.

The little girl lost everything when her master was killed right in front of her. The man who killed her master sold her to the Black Demon organization. She must survive and become stronger to avenge her death. master.

She calls herself "shadow."

Anyone who fights her will die. Everyone stays away from her; no one dares to befriend her. Being called a weird girl and killing machine made her a loner.

Others would be in pain because of a cut or injury. But not her. They heal by themselves in just a few seconds, making everyone very scared. Her fierce desire to win, as well as her inner emotions, make her an unmatched opponent. They call her a vampire.

The girl doesn't care about what other people say about her; she just wants to become strong, go out into the world, and get revenge.

Thanks to the grudge residing in her heart, she was able to endure anything. No matter what it is.

Being cold and merciless are the things that she needs to quickly get out of the place that changed her life.

For children her age, they go to a school that belongs to the organization. They don't just learn how to fight, but many things. But they are mostly taught to be killers and spies or to become hackers.

But she quickly became special. She received recognition and even became the adopted daughter of the owner of the organization. Charles Zurro

She can learn to do many things easily. assembling weapons, shooting, killing, hacking, research, and many more.

Everyone is curious about the little girl's brain.

When she was 12 years old, she got a mission to leave the organization. When she gets out, she begins to take revenge on those who killed her family.

She was 15 now, and she had grown into a lovely young lady with silver hair and amber eyes.

That night it rained very hard, and most people stayed at home, making it easier for Shadow to enter the yard of a spacious and magnificent house.

She used a rope to climb up and enter through the balcony of the second floor. She knows the ins and outs of the house.

Her clothes are black, with a hat to compliment her outfit. She also has a weapon on her waist, right leg, and left leg.

The atmosphere at that time was very dark. It made it easy for her to move around the house. A voice can be heard, a sigh to be precise. Like a couple making love.

Shadow cautiously entered the room, unnoticed by the owner. The scene in front of her made her sick. Finally, she took her gun and shot.

Bang, bang, bang...

A few gunshots can be heard, accompanied by groans of pain. Shadow shot at the legs of the man who was making love.

Click!

She flipped the light switch on.

The shameful sight was visible. Two naked people were on the bed, crying in pain. The sheets on the bed are tinted red from their blood.

"W-who are you?" he asked, stammering.

Another gunshot rang out. This time it didn't shoot a leg, but the head of the girl beside the man.

His face looks pale. Now, he is the only one left.

Only hatred can be seen in the 15-year-old girl's eyes. She won't have mercy.

She sat on the dressing table relaxedly while playing with her gun, occasionally threatening the man whose age was far from hers.

He killed my father, my mother, my brother, and me. You deserve the suffering that I have prepared for a long time. "Your children too, they will feel what I felt," Shadow said while showing a recording to the man who was grimacing in pain...

"Don't kill them; they have nothing to do with what I did."

Shadow approached, thrusting the knife right at the man's neck. "When my father pleaded back then, did you let us live?"

The very sharp knife was being played on the man's face. even though he is already 30 years old.

"Moesa... I..."

She fired her gun and aimed at the man's face. Fortunately, he dodged. Otherwise, he would be dead right now. Moesa Egglear was the real name of the girl who had chosen Shadow as her name.

Shadow's eyes were filled with anger and hatred. "You don't deserve to say my name with that rotten mouth of yours."

Do you want money? Gold? I'll give you anything. "

The 30-year-old man tried negotiating.

"Uncle. I was 7 years old at that time. Do you know what happened after you sold me out? " Shadow gave him a cold stare."No, of course, you don't. Well, let me tell you. Because of you, I have become a killer. I have survived until now by killing. And you, the one who made me suffer, dare to negotiate with me? Hah! How funny. Even those who begged me to die. "

He immediately felt frightened after hearing what Shadow said.

You're the one who turned me into this. I did so much just to get revenge. Not only you, Others will also suffer the consequences. Then I will take care of your family. I will finish off your other friends too.

"I don't need your money, I just need your life."

Shadow bound her uncle tightly.

Tonight, I'll sleep very well knowing that you are dead.

She attached a bomb to the man's body and took the remote. It was still raining hard outside, so the sound of gunfire would not be heard by his neighbors. Not to mention that the house has a very large yard outside.

Shadow pressed a button on the remote, and the bomb immediately exploded, destroying the house into pieces.

Shadow laughed out loud as she saw the sight. But then he cried, remembering what the man had done to his family.

The girl immediately left the place in a rush, causing her to bump into a boy in front of the gate.

Hey, who are you?

Shadow ignored the voice and chose to leave immediately, or else she would be caught by the people living in the neighborhood.

"Wait... Who are you? What are you doing? "

The boy chased but didn't manage to catch her.

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To be continued