Author: Wild_Fire, Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2020 3:58 PM, Post Subject: (Bounty Hunter if Possible, R) Fight for Freedom

I swear t' gawd it was just 'ere.. Said a young girl, who couldn't be older than 14, as she wandered into the ruins, dragging her long, metal hands behind her. Looking at a poster of her face, she smiled a bit wider, and chuckled.

WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE
CARTER
10,000 GOLD REWARD

It wouldn't be the first time she had seen these posters up before. They were practically everywhere you looked. Well, isn't it my lil' ol' self. Got my hair wrong, though. She smiled, and dragged a finger across her face, before continuing to walk through the ruins. 

Hunting was one of her strong suits, but she didn't use her skills for just hunting. She was tracking a white rabbit. She had always had a connection to rabbits, but she didn't know why. Of course, if she was a fourteen year old human, she would still be figuring herself out. But, since she was 14, but not at all human, she just accepted who she was, and went with it. Being a caster, she didn't have much of a choice, besides the obvious.

Casters were casters, which are evil being formed by an evil entity, and nothing could change that. There were no such thing as good casters to society, and even if one caster was truly good, all the rest of the casters, as well as the rest of the world, would ignore its existence, and without anyone to acknowledge a casters existence, they become a true ghost, invisible to all, even themselves and other ghosts. Casters do crazy and dangerous things to be noticed, and when they are noticed, they stay alive. And Carter, by far, was one of the evilest casters alive. She had done more crimes than years phoenixes lived, and for that, she became the most noticed caster in all of Revaliir. Technically, she was famous. For all the wrong reasons. 

C'mon lil' guy. Where ya hidin'? Most people think its annoying that she has a bronx accent, but most casters either have a bronx or southern accent. Another unique thing that makes a caster, a caster. Ah! I gotcha, now! She leaped with impossible speed in front of a small white rabbit, kicking up a cloud of dust. As the bunny tried to bolt away, she slammed down her metallic hands down, breaking the stones, trapping the bunny inside her large, mechanical hands. Notta bad catch. She scoops up the bunny in her hands, and trapped it inside her hands, before a dog came up and barked at her, startling her, making her drop the bunny as it ran off into a small crack. 

Goddammit, stupid mut!!! She said, whipping around, and slamming her giant hand down on the animals skull, splitting it in half. The dog whimpered, before falling limp. Growling, the girl approached the dog, and kicked it lightly. Dunno how t' mind their own goddamn business. Said the girl, before bending down beside the animal, inspecting it. Rather healthy lil' thing. It'd be a shame ta' let a good meal rot out 'ere. She starred at the animal, before opening her mouth, and biting into its neck with her sharp teeth. But just as she begun her meal, she failed to hear the approaching footsteps of what could be her end…