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ONE DAY FUJIKURA URUKA WAS ON VACATION IN THE NORTH POLE. WHILE RELAXING ON ONE OF THE GLACIERS SHE SAW A LARGE QUADRIPEDAL FIGURE IN THE DISTANCE, SHE COULD JUST BARELY MAKE IT OUT FROM ITS FACIAL FEATURES, ITS FUR AS WHITE AS THE SNOW AROUND IT. "WHAT IS THIS CREATURE?" SHE ASKED HER TOUR GUIDE, CHAINED TO HER CHAIR.
"THAT IS A POLAR BEAR MY LADY. IT IS THE LARGEST AND GREATEST SPECIES OF BEAR, ONE OF THE FEW PREDATORS THAT HUNT HUMANS."
URUKA, FLABBERGASTED AND OFFENDED THAT THIS IMBECILE WOULD CALL ANOTHER BEAR "GREATER" SO OPENLY, RETRIEVED A BARRETT M82 ANTI-MATERIAL RIFLE FROM BENEATH HER CHAIR. HOLDING IT IN ONE HAND SHE BLEW THE HEAD OFF OF HER TOUR GUIDE WITHOUT LOOKING AT HER, HER EYES FIXED ON HER TARGET. THEIR HEAD BLEW APART LEAVING A BLOODY TRAIL ACROSS HALF A MILE OF SNOW. SHE THEN DIVED FORWARD INTO A PRONE POSITION, TOOK AIM, AND BLEW THE HEAD OFF THE POLAR BEAR FROM TWO MILES AWAY. FROM THIS DAY FORWARD URUKA SWORE TO DESTROY EVERY POLAR BEAR IN EXISTENCE. IN HER EYES, NO BEAR THAT HAS THE HUBRIS TO CLAIM TO BE GREATER THAN HER SHOULD LIVE.
I FUCKING HATE URUKA!
