COLLATERAL DAMAGE
Franca Storm
Break.
Rage.
The monster at its worst. Or, according to its creators, its best.
Its most destructive. Its most efficient.
Annihilation was its only objective.
The mission was all. Collateral damage didn’t exist.
It was what they’d used me for, what they’d tried to kill me for.
And what had nearly destroyed me. They wouldn’t stop coming until they buried me.
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