Those Eyes.

Chapter 7 - The Kidnapping.

rip my creativity tbh

TW: Cursing, violence, a panic attack, Australian people (/j)

Word count: 1141
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"DAMN IT!" A man yelled as he drew his gun.
"HOW HARD IS IT TO HIT A DAME YOU MORONS?!"
He shot, the bullet hitting the blood splattered wall.
"YOU SON OF A-"
His blood splashed everywhere as he was chopped in half by an axe. It gets dragged across the ground by a chain, the other axe in Milky's hand. She still wore the dress from her first date, being that this was once a fancy party. Milky pulled out a radio, speaking into it.

"This is Owlette speaking. All targets have been eliminated, requesting an immediate pick-up; over." She re-attached it to her waistband as she headed to the roof. The sky was red, with skyscrapers towering above the building she stood on.

There were Imps, Hellhounds, Succubus, Sinners, all sorts of demons walking below her. You could see the tower that she had previously worked at, with the male Imp horns sticking out of both sides. A large black helicopter appeared from above and dropped a ladder, which she grabbed onto.

"MILKY! Amazing work back there ya bloody cunt!" a redhead beamed.

"Thanks, Ayla. Ya really know how to make a bitch feel good." she grinned at her Australian co-worker, as Ayla was a fellow assasin. They had met at a circus right after Milky had appeared in Hell, when Ayla had been a circus freak for having only one eye and flat teeth. Most demons, no matter what, had spikey teeth.

"We've got another mission tonight; some rich asshole named Nico Rasty, I think."
(I have nothing against Rico Nasty I was just listening to them while writing and thought of the name 😭)

"Gotcha. 'Nother fancy party?"

"You know it."

"See ya bitch!"
Milky opened a portal below the helicopter, jumping through it and landing in her living room. It was around 3:30 AM, so everyone was asleep in her room or the guest room beside Opposite Wally. He was sleeping on the couch again, waiting for her to get back with a set of comfortable clothes on the coffee table for her.

It had been about three months since they'd started dating, and he had waited on the couch every time she left and was there whenever she got back. Milky grabbed the clothes and changed in the downstairs bathroom, then lied down next to him.

Around 8:45, Opposite woke up, but just lied there cause she was on his arm.

"Babe."

"..."

"Babe."

"..."

"Babe?"

"BAP!"
She basically slapped him, but her hand covered the front of his face.

"OW-"
Milky sat up, then fell off the couch. The bottom half of her legs still stayed on the couch as Opposite Wally sat up, holding his face.
"Really, again?"