Blake and I, Amanda, have a complicated relationship. Our families are enemies. Actually, both our fathers have tried to kill each other several times, but they somehow survived. At first, I had no idea who this Blake person was. While petting a fierce yet scared and wounded cat to bring relief and gain her trust, I met this weird person who left his car at the corner of the road and rushed here to sing to the cat. Well, the cat actually lived with his sister. So, he just gently brought him to his car while singing. The cat seemed to enjoy and slightly relax after listening to his singing. I must say I was pretty impressed by him and the scenes before me.
After a few days, we both met each other in a bar. I was blocked by a bunch of scoundrels. As the not-so-feminine me, I lost it when they tried to 'touch' me. I punched the person in brown clothes' nose pretty hard. Another person was karate chopped with his best friend getting his crotch hit by me.... and then picking and throwing him a distance away. Watching this scene, a few strangers came up. I had no idea about who they were or what they wanted from me. All I knew was their intentions were not good. I returned to my casual self, but my eyes were full of coldness. One look and the person will avoid me. Well, I was told this multiple times and tried it out. After watching a few recordings of me, I ended up agreeing with them. Oh, let's return to the present. So, the strangers approached me. To my surprise, they asked me to cooperate. They were searching for something valuable and I somehow looked suspicious to them. So, I was requested with guns pointing at me.
"Cooperation? Absolutely no. Fight me." This was all I said before I ended up being attacked by two sturdy and strongly built men. I became happy and started fighting. Now the thing is that, in the middle of all this, a gang infiltrated the supposed base which was this bar. The person that gang wanted to kill was my future husband, Blake.
Let me tell you something. Although I am a peace loving and calm person, I have no issues with fights. Rather, I am interested in fights. Maybe I got this from my dad. Huhuhu. I was thrown on the table next to me. I rolled down on the floor but quickly got back on my feet. With a back kick, I kicked away the specially built knife and turned around and hit his nose on my left knee. I then proceeded with snatching away the arms from three men while someone fired in the air. At this point, I, for the first time carefully looked around to notice the surroundings. The bar was almost vacant. Whoever stood inside the bar was armed and busy fighting. I sucked in a deep breath with my eyes shinning brightly. A wildness that I rarely had took over me. I, a sniper in my father's army was skilled in combats and shooting. I easily knocked ten people and killed the rest. After taking care of my matter, I turned to leave, but got interrupted by another one from the foreign gang. I killed him as well. This small incident was however seen by the gang leader. Now, my future husband and I became their targets. When I first saw his shooting skills, I decided to talk to him. He could be taught. I thought of training him myself but paused when I had a clear and closer look at his face. I blurted out without much thought. "Aren't you that guy who sang to the cat?"
"Huh?" He heard me but couldn't recall the incident. He precisely shot twice. Both his targets died on spot. I repeated while making a turn and sitting on a handsome bad guy's neck. I twisted his neck and jumped up, landing straight on his spine with force. With a crack, his spine broke.
After the fight ended, we both turned around to look at the whole area. "Anyone alive?", I asked. "Nope." Again with that one word answer.
"Let's spar" I suggested. Although his shooting skills were not that great, his fighting skills were amazing. My dad would have loved him. Well, I was rejected without mercy. He just walked out of the bar silently. Damn! I clicked my tongue and shrugged my shoulders. "Whatever." I walked towards the window and jumped out. I perfectly landed on the ground and walked towards my beauty- my personally self-modified car. I smiled at my car and drove away towards the secret base.

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