Everything was silent, not even an echo nor sounds of crickets cricking were heard throughout the whole place. The wind was soft but cold, and the moon was lighting up the dark surroundings.
The night was still young though.
It was an unbearable silence that surround the whole island-- well, supposed to be.
A silhouette then soon ran over the supposed packed alleyway at a fast pace, not long before, two others followed and gunshots were instantly heard.
A silent night it was truly is.
"Hey, where's she?"
"Damn it! That little bitch!"
"Shut up, man."
The two large figures of men looked around them frantically, walking slowly with both guns held out in front of each other as they walked through another empty alley.
It was as if almost a maze, the place where they were at the moment. Tall buildings stood one after another, this making an unexpected maze since the island was full of dark alleyways and hiding spots
It was quite eerie.
Especially when they saw familiar platinum white locks already behind them, her two daggers already impaled in their stomachs.
The two were neither given any time to speak nor pull out the triggers of their guns. They were unable to do anything at that specific moment. As their bloody bodies plopped down the ground with a loud 'thud' that echoed throughout the dark alley.
The perpetrator just gave them an unknown look, her cerulean orbs gave them one last glance before pulling her both weapons then walking away. Leaving two men pooled and bathing in their own red fluids, lives flickering out from their eyes.
