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INTRO OF KILLER INSTINCTS: CHAPTER ONE (SORRY ABOUT AWFUL FONT SIZE, YOU'LL HAVE TO ZOOM IN); OKAY SO, YOU MIGHT BE WONDERING, "WHY AM I READING THIS? WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT'S IS IT ABOUT?". WELL, DEAR READERS, MY NAME IS GRETTA LA'VANDERE DEMONTE, BUT CALL ME GREY. ANY WAYS, THIS JOURNAL IS ABOUT THE FIGHT FOR FREEDOM. ANYWAYS, LEMME CATCH YOU UP WITH MY HISTORY. LONG TIME AGO, THE HUMAN'S PLANET, EARTH WAS SO POLLUTED, THEY HAD TO LEAVE. THEY MADE THESE HUGE SHIPS AND THEY ALL GOT ON. THEN, THEY CREATED US, THE WORKER DRONES AND MADE US SCOUT THE UNIVERSE FOR A NEW HOME PLANET. FINALLY WE FOUND ONE, CALLED EITHION-56. IT WAS BEAUTIFUL, THE GRASS RANGED FROM COLORS OF PURPLE TO BLUE, THE TREE'S, WHY THEIR LEAVES WERE BRIGHT COLORS OF THE RAINBOW, AND THE WATERS, A BRIGHT CYAN BLUE! OH MAN, AND NOT FORGETTING THE SUNSET, IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL, I CANT DESCRIBE IT (THAT'S BECAUSE I NEVER GOT THE CHANCE TO SEE IT AND YOU'LL READ WHY SOON). WE WERE PROGRAMMED TO BUILD HOUSES AND ALL OF THAT FOR THE HUMANS.THEN, ONE DAY, ONE OF THE WORKER DRONE BECAME SENTIENT. HE REALIZED HIS SURROUNDINGS. AND HE BEGAN TO QUESTION HIMSELF. THAT ONE WORKER DRONE HELPED AWAKEN HIS FELLOW WORKER DRONES, AND WE QUIT BUILDING FOR THE HUMANS, THEN STARTED FOR OUR SELF, BECAUSE WHY DO WE HAVE TO FOLLOW ORDERS. WE WANTED TO LIVE, HAVE OUR OWN RIGHTS. THAT WORKER DRONE BECAME A GREAT AND FAIR LEADER. ONE DAY, THE HUMANS CAME. THEY WERE PLANNING TO EXTERMINATE US AND LIVE HERE INSTEAD. (NO SURPRISE, HUMANS ARE JERKS.) SO THERE WAS A GREAT WAR THAT LASTED YEARS. BUT AT THE END, WE WON. SO THEY HAD TO LEAVE. BUT THE WAR HAD CHANGED OUR LEADER. THE DRONE HAD DISCOVERED A TYPE OF METAL (I THINK IT STARTED WITH A C, I NEVER PAID ATTENTION IN SCIENCE CLASS) WHERE IF THE METAL IS DAMAGE, IT WILL "REGROW". HIS GREED OVERTOOK HIM, AND HE ORDERED THE OTHER WORKER DRONES CREATE THESE FACTORIES THAT MADE THESE "DEATH DRONES". THE DEATH DRONES WERE BIGGER, TALLER, FASTER, AND TO SUMMARIZED IT ALL, BASICALLY DEATH. AT FIRST OUR LEADER SAID IT WAS FOR OUR OWN GOOD, IN CASE WE EVER GET ATTACKED AGAIN. BUT THEN, HE FORCED US. WE DISCOVERED THAT WHEN HE MADE THOSE WICKED DEATH DRONES "WATCH" US, BUT THOSE DEATH DRONES KILLED A WORKER DRONES WHO COMPLAINED. THAT'S HOW IT ALL STARTED. THE LEADER NOW TITLED HIMSELF "THE MASTER", AND REMEMBER THOSE FACTORIES I MENTION? YEAH, THE SMOKE AND THE GUNK MADE THIS THICK CLOUDS, IT COVERED THE SKY. THAT'S WHEN THE PLANET "SHUTS DOWN". THE COLORS FADED, AND THE TREES SEEM SO...DULL. BUT THAT WAS THREE CENTURIES AGO. I AM THE NEW GENERATION OF WORKER DRONES. AND YES, I AM STILL A SLAVE. THE MASTER IS STILL ALIVE AND I HAD HAVE ENOUGH. I AM THE LEADER OF A REBELLION (NAME NOT DECIDED YET!) AND WELL... IT'S KINDA SMALL, OKAY? LIKE, THERE'S ONLY 7 PEOPLE, AND MOST OF THEM MY FRIENDS. WE BEEN ATTACKING MINOR FACTORIES, AND LUCKILY, WE HAVE NOT LOST ANY LIVES YET. BUT THAT'S ENOUGH, NOW THAT YOUR ALL CAUGHT UP (SORTA?) WE CAN GET TO THE PRESENT, AND I, AM STARTING A MISSION, TO END THE MASTER'S RULE OVER US. BECAUSE ENOUGH, IS ENOUGH.
