Girls Never Die || TripleS

4 - Acid Eyes

Sohyun exhaled through her mouth. The tip of the knife was like ice under her chin, and its reflection highlighted the stranger's sharp jawline.

"Let her go." Xinyu pleaded. She tried getting up, but the stranger pressed the tip into Sohyun's neck, drawing a drop of blood.

"Don't move." A soft voice commanded next to Sohyun's ear.

"What do you even want from us?"

The stranger did not answer.

Sohyun inhaled calmly. "I believe this is all a big misunderstanding." Her lips moved slowly so as to not dig the knife deeper into her skin.

"Is it? Causing such a ruckus, do you want to kill us all?" She stressed.

The bodyguard clenched and unclenched her fists. "You don't have the entire story. Let us explain first."

The knife drew in even closer. "Were you bitten?"

"No."

Xinyu put her hand up. "Look. You're on very high alert right now, and that may cause you to act more... brashly. That is completely understandable but believe us when we say we aren't a threat. The bigger problem is that any time, more of those hysterical people could come, and then we'd all be dead. Please, put down the knife."

Good job deescalating the situation, Xinyu, Sohyun commended in her head with a small smirk. The stranger's breath blew into her ear as she ever so slightly lowered the knife.

Sohyun jumped at the opportunity.

The bodyguard slammed a backwards palm against the woman's abdomen, pushing her back. She bumped against the table and another metal tray clattered loudly on the ceramic floor. Sohyun spun around and grabbed at the person's left arm and put it behind her back. She tried to grab at the knife, but the woman recovered from the surprise attack, smacking Sohyun's forearm away with the butt of the knife before launching it forward and stopping right between her eyes. The two women glared at each other as their bodies were pressed together.

No one had time to exchange threats. From behind, Sohyun heard,

"They're here."

Growls and moans drew closer as she counted at least a dozen footsteps. The two fighters glanced at the commotion outside and saw as several infected were running down the road in the distance. Sohyun had to make her speech quick.

"Listen. Whatever you want with us, it doesn't take priority over your own life being at risk." Sohyun whispered, looking at the woman dead in the eyes and pressing her head against the tip of the knife. "Are you going to kill us and try to fend all of them off by yourself, or do we set aside our differences, whatever they're supposed to be, and get through this together?"

The taller woman looked down into her cold stare with her cat-like eyes. She huffed, relenting, and dropped the knife into Sohyun's hands before pulling out a pair of silver brass knuckles.

Scrutinizing the weapons, Sohyun figured that was how the corpses had dents in their heads.

Xinyu watched as the two women stepped outside. "I'll stay here! I don't want to get in the way," she half-lied. She did, in fact, not want to get in their way, but she also didn't want to die. Plus, it was a spectacle to watch with free snacks at her disposal.

Muttering a small apology towards the dead owner in the corner of the room, she bit into her snack.

Her style was undeniably one of a street fighter.

Slashing methodically through her own assailants, Sohyun observed the woman's techniques. She favored using her fists for combat, only kicking when she was absolutely sure she could get a clean shot on her opponent and would always kick at their side to send them to the floor. Like in boxing, she would use compound attacks, which was a combination of two moves.