Don't Leave Me... Please

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Eyyyy thanks for the luv guys. much appreciated! I sTePeD oN wAtEr wItH mY sOckS oN aNd My LaPtOp dElEtEd MY OTHER CHAPTER hElP..... Well here is another chapter... a longer one I hope.

((Your P.O.V))

The noise was very distracting... so annoying... how can they call themselves men? They were running around like ants watching their home be squashed. I pulled out my two katana blades and went to work. I ran up to a tall, brood-shouldered man and slashed him in the chest, making him stumble backwards. I reached for my belt and brought out a small hand gun and shoot him in the head.


"DAMN YOU BITCH!" I turned around and saw a large man running at me, bat in hand. I simple averted his strike and shoot him in the head. Idiots... The loud sound of shoots being fired suddenly stopped. I whipped my head over in Petra's direction and saw she finally ran out of bullets and had a muscular man on top of her. Petra may have the guts and a good aim, but she had no fighting talent what so ever. I charged at the man and punched him in the face, sending him flying backwards. I stopped and looked down at Petra. I let out a low sigh and reached for my sniper. I grabbed it and tossed it down to her.

"Petra, shoot from above." I pointed up to the catwalk that rested in a tangle of wires and pipes.


"Oh and please don't shoot me."


"Wouldn't dream of it! See ya in a bit... Fight ok (y/n).... And know that I love you!" Petra ran up to me and kissed my check. I gave her a small smile and ran off to finnish of the guy while she ran off to the catwalk. The guy seemed to mange to recover from the punch. I jumped onto his back and wrapped my hands around his neck and twisted it, snapping his neck. I pushed off his body and landed on my feet. I looked around and saw about 20 guys that survived Petra's minigun. They were all in a state of shock, but still looking around for something to hard themselves with.


"Oi bitch, I GOT YOU NOW." I turned around and saw a fist come flying at my face. I couldn't dodge it in time so I used my arms to muffle the blow. I stumbled back and hit the wall, my arms sore from the hit. The man was about to strike me again, but this time I managed to dodge it. The wall cracked where the man punched it. I landed on the floor with a thud and rolled away from him. I rolled right next to a man who finally got a grip on what was happening. He hand a large shard of a broken plate in his hands and went to stab me in the stomach. Rolled out of the way and sprung up. The man let out a loud grunt of displeasure and went after me once again, but stopped. I looked around once more and noticed all 20 men were eyeing me, circling me like sharks... Wait, no only 19...? I recounted the men and noticed one was missing. I began to recount again till I heard a loud sreek.... No... NO! I looked up slowly, shaking violently. This can't be happening... The men slowly backed away, but still kept their gaze on me. Warm droplets of crimson colored blood fell onto my face. N-no... Something fell off the catwalk with a loud thud right by my feet. I don't want to look down, but... I have to. I lowered my gaze the lump of flesh at my feet.


"P-p..." My body shook violently.


"N-no... p..." I fell to my knees.


"Please, g-god no..." Tears cascaded down my face.


"please NO... no!" My body cringed and crumpled into itself.


"P-Petra...?" The lump of flesh at my feet was Petra. Her body was cut up, torn, her head barely attached to her neck... her eyes... Her lovely, honey brown eyes once full of life, were tainted with fear and death. The once bright eyes are now foggy and dull.

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