User:Sniper across the Potomac

"My pappy told me a story. A young man, 'bout 20, or somethin', stalked the Wasteland. Killed any who tried to accost him, follow him, or kill him. He'd take you out from about 800 yards away...no, really! Anyways, if you'd snuck up on him, he'd knife ya with this wierd lookin' sword thing. Then he'd run. And i mean, like, Deathclaw sprint type run. And would disappear. Then show up, and kill again."

"Really?" said the young boy to his father.

"Yes, this is true," said a man, standing quietly in the corner. He had been there for 8 hours, and hadn't spoken a word."I should know, that was me..."

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