I wish that I didnâ€™t sometimes, but...
...I remember everything about that cursed, unspeakably unhappy night twelve years ago...
...when I was just three years old and both my parents were murdered...
where is it!?
I know youâ€™re down there, boy.
Iâ€™m called the prayer... ...and thereâ€™s very little that the prayer does not know.
If you come to me now... ...I may go easy on you.
...if you continue to make me play this silly game of hide-andseek...
but I do hereby promise... ...cross my heart and hope to live forever...
...you are going to learn the meaning of the word...
I smelled you there a second ago!
take that, you little nothing! I flamebroil my meat... ...like burger king! and beelzebub!!
failure! failure! failure!
where is the list?!!
I hate failure !!
the list of alien outlaws on terra firma.
I know what it is:
and I know who I am: son of graff, son of terfdron-
-the alien hunter.
no last name. just daniel X.
I have to tell you one last thing about that night.
I must get it out.
even though I was only three years old, I am ashamed that I didnâ€™t fight the prayer to the death...
you’re very impressive and scary, orkng-
may I call you orkng?
Is that your last wish? oh, I hope not.
say, I’ve heard you have level 4 strength.
true or false?
and you’re a shapeshifter too?
I came down into the sewer for that?
that’s all you can do?
that’s nothing, you little chump.
now! when he’s changing!
twelve years have passed since that night.
Iâ€™m fifteen now.
all grown up. sort of.
Since my mom and dad died... ...since I became an alien hunter...
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Published on Sep 7, 2010
...I remember everything about that cursed, unspeakably unhappy night twelve years ago... I wish that I didn’t sometimes, but... the list!!...