Two Girls In All Kind If Scenarios wlw (GlG Oneshots)

Fight me but make it hot

Big WARNING

contains blood, violence and might make you sad.

It's quite... fucked up..

so be prepared;)

"Come here then you filthy bitch!"

I shout at her, chuckling with my head tilted to the side.

"But don't you think you should've left your little puppies at home?
Isn't really fair four against one, is it Brook?"

I smirk at my enemy, readying myself to kick some juicy ass as the other meets my gaze with her greenish eyes that have dark circles underneath.

I always wonder how many nights she spends at this stupid club, probably filling herself up more the less everyday, telling by the tired look on her face.

I myself must look no different.
It's a shame that this whore has to have the same hangout place as me so now I'm once again spending my time after midnight fighting her.

"Oh Sid you'll never learn to shut your mouth will you?
Where's the fun in sending them away if I can simply stand here watching them take you apart"

I raise a brow at her, licking my lips as her three companions come jumping at me.

One is quite tall and I'm curious if I'll be able to win as usual or if Brook might have planned out this fight well for once and I'd be lying dead on the dirty floor by 1am.

At least that's what I would've thought if I didn't happen to have taken a pocket knife with me as I had another appointment bit more serious and price worthy than this playful shit.

Working as an assassin, I had those idiots down in less than ten minutes- even tho I have to admit they were pretty good fighters afterall.

That's why I didn't kill them but more like made them unable to bother me for now.

I rip my shirt with one hand and my teeth, wrapping the fabric around my arm.

I'm normally quite careless with such injuries but even I know when the blood comes shooting out in pumps you gotta wrap that shit up or die right away.

So I continue wrapping my left arm with the light fabric, watching it turn red almost instantly.

Not a good sign.

"You gonna finish this or what?"

I laugh in Brooks direction who's standing back against the wall, watching me closely.

Her eyes shift to my body for less than two seconds but enough to make me smirk again.

"See something you like princess?"

I chuckle, looking down at my half exposed body, my ripped shirt hanging on for dear life, my black laced bra completly exposed.

I groan in annoyance as the other still isn't moving

"Fucking lame ass can you hurry this shit up so I can finish getting drunk??!"

I shout in her face before roughly pushing her against the stone wall.
Still no reaction so I pull the bloody knife out again.

I twist it in my hand for a bit before looking up at her again and lifting it to her throat.

I can see a glimpse of fear in her eyes and press the blade down just enough to make her feel it's coldness.