My black leather jacket covers me in the night, my red eyes burn with hunger. I check my backpack to make sure I have everything, my staff, dagger, automatic pistol, magnum, and my black leather bodysuit.
The police have been chasing me ever since the night of the murders, but I've been on step ahead. Followed me from California all the way to Manhattan in the last four years.
As I run down the alleyway I knock into a man with a gun. He aims at me and fires, the hole heals instantly. My claws show and my teeth sharpen as I tackle him to the ground. Blood squirting from his neck, I make sure it all goes into my mouth.
"Hey!" Screams a woman and man cop running towards me. I take out my dagger and run up the wall as the bullets hit behind me. I land behind the man and slash his knee, causing him to drop his gun. I kick him in the face and stab under his chin.
The woman fires at me as I grab the staff out of my bag, watching it extend I run at her spinning and twirling. I fling it at her and the blade goes into her mouth and sticks out the back of her throat.
I grab the staff and put my foot onto her chest and kick. Her body slams into the brick wall, and the blade comes right out. Three police cars slam on breaks at the end of the alley. I run up the wall and hide on the roof as the cops search the nasty scene.
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Thorn
HorrorThorn's life has always been tortured, ever since her parents were murdered and she gave her soul to Satan himself. But she's out for revenge, hunting for the murderers of her parents, while also falling for a man in the same situation after the sam...
