Chapter 1, She came

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The crowd in the dance studio gasped, the music technicians scrambled on their handicaps and profusely apologized. Diana Moon Glampers stared at the two limp bodies on the floor, the ballerina and Harrison fell, their bodies intertwined as if they were still dancing. Harrison's caramel blonde hair swept over his handsome face, his eyes were closed. The ballerina lay limp in his arms, she was shot in the chest along with Harrison; it was no doubt they were dead. From the crowd, suddenly over the heads of the crowd sprang a girl, she leaped onto the stage across from Diana Moon Glampers. The girl stood proudly and menacingly despite the fact that she was awfully short, she could be mistaken for a child. There was an AK-47 strapped around the girl's chest and she held a Glock in each hand. She was wearing an oversized jacket which it's hood was draped over her head, the hood had cat ears on it that stood up with her. No handicaps touched her and she was a little pretty as well, not as beautiful as the fallen ballerina but she was adorable-pretty, and around her neck was a pastel blue bandana and her hair was as white as snow, she wore knee-high socks with a navy skirt that was covered by her oversized jacket. Diana Moon Glampers raised her gun, "You..." she muttered; Diana scoffed and spat as if she had seen something rather disgusting. Quickly, from the crowd jumped a group of taller hooded cat jacket-wearing people with AK-47s pointed at Diana, the difference between them and the girl was that their jackets were differently shaped and had a different color, and these were well fitted on them, yet the biggest detail of them all was the fact that they were wearing cat masks that covered their entire face. These people seemed to be guards of the girl. The girl glanced at Harrison and the ballerina and about 4 of her guards followed her gaze to help treat Harrison and the ballerina, only the girl and her guards knew what the rest in the studio didn't.

Harrison and the ballerina were still alive. In a fury Diana ran toward the girl but was swiftly shot in the leg by the girl; no one dared to help her. Diana let out a scream as she tripped and there was a snap in her leg, in  pain she let out a little laugh and looked up at the girl, "My my! Your rather short for an 18-year-old huh?" the girl's face was straight "Hmh, Diana, after all these years you remember me?" Diana laughed again "Of course I freaking would! Outlaw at 12 years old and still wanted after 6 years, Dawn FallenMidwinter! Daughter of corrupted government officials!" The girl, or Dawn, stepped on Diana's broken leg; Diana winced and cursed she shrieked and tears poured "To be honest I'm surprised you remember me" Dawn said in a calm, low voice "To be honest after 6 years I thought you'd given up, oh right, you did!" Dawn smiled, "Welp Diana, how about I actually make you handicapped instead of forcing you to hide your silver outlines so absolutely no one gets butt-hurt" Diana screamed and tears flew, for a government official with such an important job she was acting so child-like, she always acted childlike, that was her nature; though very annoying. "You know your wrong! Your foolish parents taught you this nonsense! After I'm done with this I'll make sure they get the death sentence!" Dawn's smirk faded into a disappointed frown, she showed her teeth and spat into Diana's face "Hmm and that's illegal and you know it! In clause 3589AZT in the official government law book, it is clearly stated that ex-government officials that have been sent to jail are not allowed to be sentenced to the death sentence" Diana screeched again, only to be cut off by Dawn shoving her off the stage silencing her for good, the whole crowd was silent at this point and very shocked. "Is she still alive?" Asked one of Dawn's guards "Yep" Dawn answered "and she's just passed out, no worries about her, her little guards of her own will clean her up" and just like that Dawn snapped her fingers, and one of her guards who was wearing a different mask from the others picked her up and the whole group fled the scene with Harrison and the ballerina in tow. 

The crowd was silent the whole time, in terrible fear. 

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