Fifth Fang

Dec 30, 2010 19:18

I killed my first target at 16.

[Legault isn't quite sure why he feels compelled to share this with the town, but it's been nagging at him ever since Christmas until he just has to start spilling his life story to whoever happens to be listening.]

The Black Fang formed when I was young. We were so close; you couldn't have asked for a better family, other than the fact that we killed people. Eventually my targets were shifted to those in the Fang itself, cleaning house of traitors and defectors. I didn't make many friends that way, and truthfully I didn't like doing it, but the word of the Fang was law and it had to be enforced. But it corrupted from the inside out, rotten and stinking; in the end, I left without a second thought. I abandoned them instead of trying to save them. I guess that's why I built my little community in the mountains, out of renegade ex-Fangs. To atone, and to move on.

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