Thorn

Chapter 2

The cold night makes my skin shiver, police sirens go off all over the city. I hold a silver locket, from which my mother wore. I twirl it in my fingers before sliding it back on.

I lay down and I want to cry but I can't. I've been searching for four years now, finally finding Lizzie. Tomorrow I make my move to kill her, and to find where Malachi is hiding. I fall asleep, the sounds becoming natural.

I wake to the shining sun beating down on my skin, the sound of running comes from my right. I stand only to find a man running as fast as a car along the roofs. He's just like me. I sprint in the same direction as him.

I fly sideways, my leg kicking out as I spin. His head flies backwards, his hands grab my leg and slide me across the pebbles on the roof. His face is covered with black cloth, his hair is sweaty but black like mine.

I fly at him and wrap my legs around his neck. I speed punch him in the face, but he grabs my arms and slams me back onto the ground. I grab my dagger and slash it across his face, the cloth leaving and his tan skin shows.

He stands immediately and runs away, the cloth in his hands. I let him go, not in the mood to be fucking slammed to the ground again. I throw my hood over my head and the bag on my back. I look below and see nothing, as I drop I see people on the streets, none paying me attention.

I walk behind a ground from NYU, police all around. They're most likely searching for me, the wanted killer is apparently my name. I walk away from the group, heading for Brooklyn. Lizzie doesn't have many guards, but I need to take her out. Homeless stare at me, but one man walks over to me and grabs my shoulder. I grab his arm and twist, wanting to rip it off.

"I could kill you right now, but I have a job to do and I need you alive. Tell me which apartment Lizzie Chairmen lives in!" I say.

"Third building to your left, eighth floor!" He says in panic, I let him go.

I walk towards the building, anger going through me. Two guards stand in front of the elevator, smoking and talking. I walk near them and they grab silenced pistols.

"Already going to shoot me? Well boys, guess it's time to start!" I say throwing a dagger at the guard on the left. I run on the wall, kicking off I grab the dagger from his chest and swipe it across the others throat. I load into the elevator, taking one of there pistols.Four guards shoot into the elevator, but I fly out at one biting his neck. I shoot the others all in the throat. I bust open Lizzie's door, locking it behind me.

Lizzie stands in a glass shower, steam covering the glass. I open the door and turn off the water. She turns and cuts my arm with a razor.

"Who the fuck are you?" She screams.

"Thorn Wilson, you should remember my parents Lizzie!" I scream seeing the shock on her face. I kick her as hard as I can against the wall and cracks go up the ceiling.

I grab her throat and throw her through the glass. Blood on her face and back, I kneel down to her almost dead naked body. I grab her throat again and walk out onto the balcony.

"Where's Malachi?" I scream.

"Last I saw he was in Vegas, but there's rumors that he's in Chinatown! Please put me down!" She cries out.

"Poor choice of words." I say, dropping her off the balcony and walking away. When I get down stairs, her body is on top of a car, bleeding and eyes open. I continue down the street.