Wayward Western

;;Chapter 1-First Impressions;;

People flooded past the large penthouse apartments on Cedar Rd. Some glanced at the building just enough that the right person could see the awe in their eyes. Cedar Circle, one of the ten most expensive penthouse apartment structures in the entire East, was something that not your everyday Eastern citizen could get into. They'd have to know somebody, manage a wealthy business, and have the ability to pay off any debt to get into this complex. But on the 8th Floor in apartment 4H, a girl, Tatiana Martinez, sat on the edge of a tub. She poured bottles that were labelled 'Sulfuric Acid-H2SO4 '. The chemical shed away the skin like it was melting butter. The blood dyeing the sizzling chemical a pinkish color. The bones and a few organs remained but would soon join the solution of other body parts. The man in the tub had lots to live for. Difference between this man and any other target of Tatiana's was that he deserved to die.

The lies he had told to get where he was now was nothing more than pathetic. The lack of effort he pulled to have such wealth gave him the wrong idea that he could look down on anyone coming in and out of the East and West. Sweet and generous bystanders had even felt his wrath. Colt Harrell Jr. had so many enemies the investigation would be left at a complete stop, if they ever bothered looking for him in the first place. Tatiana considered herself the Robin Hood of the future, except with a lot more science, planning, and wealth on her part. She took the scum of the earth and ended them with a painful death, then left to receive pay from her clientele. Colt just happened to be very large bacteria in this disgusting sea of people.

Tatiana removed the blood stained gloves, that she wore when murdering Colt, and tossed them into the tub. Following that came her surgical mask. She walked out of the apartment after turning down the loud music she had been playing to drown out to blood curdling screams that came from a grown man. She nodded nicely to a wife and child that were walking into their penthouse when she got into the elevator. 'I hope the child isn't the first one to smell the body in a week.' Tatiana thought quietly. Bending down to tie her calf high, black leather boots, she pressed the beige G button on the elevator wall. A beep closed the doors and she began descending. Tatiana tucked in her tight leather pants that matched her boots. They showed off her figure perfectly. Tatiana's Grandma referred to her as, "my Heavenly Angel". Though she knew she was no angel. The leather wearing criminal fixed her vest that hid under her shirt. The vest to stop bullets and knives only covered her torso, shoulders, and neck. Tatiana slid past a man entering the elevator, left the complex and disappeared onto the busy sidewalks of the city.

A few blocks away, Alexandra Harris was walking aimlessly past all the busy people. She had nothing to do at the moment besides surprise her mother at her office with some lunch. She was making her way towards the nearest corner store. Her blue dyed and white rimmed Chuck Taylor's hit the floor with a slap from her heavy steps. They lined up with the heels of every women walking from lunch to the office or the other way around. As Tatiana lined up between the gap of heads, they made slight eye contact.

Alexandra felt her head rush and her mind flash. Life and death pulsed between her eyes and her mind. Tatiana glared Alex down and walked faster. It took Alex a minute to process before chasing after her. Not like a crazed fan but in a way that would be discreet to any normal person. The back of Tatiana's dark red hair was visible one second and then disappeared the next. The mysterious redhead never touched a single person she walked by. She dodged anyone that came closer than an inch radius from herself. Alex struggled but managed to keep up. At a single dodge from two strollers side by side, Tatiana saw the girl who had made eye contact with her out of the corner of her eye. She waked faster and turned into the nearest dark alleyway, hoping the small girl who wore curve observing jeans and an over sized sweater would follow. Once entering the alley, Tatiana jumped up on the nearest catwalk, out of sight, as she awaited.