She cocked the gun, raising it to his head's level,
"Speak or die." Her words echoed around the silent empty room. The walls, as well as the windows, were cracked and dusty, indicating it's old abandoned age.
"P-please, I-I don't know. I-I swear!" The guy pleaded, raising both of his hands, "I w-was just f-forced to do the w-work!"
"Forced. I didn't know that killing a person with enjoyment means being forced to do the job," She tilted her head, to a bit of the left, smirking.
"I- I.." The guys desperately seeked for a reason to counter her words.
"Save it. I saw everything," she intercepted before he could say another word.
"B-but," he pleaded again,
"Ironic, really. How your victim was just pleading like this a minute ago." She chuckled a bit, then turned serious, "but you still killed her,"
"I-I.."
*BANG-!*
The sound filled up the stagnant air. Making the nearby animals scurry away.
"Tch," she blew the smoke away, walking past the pool of blood, almost filling the whole floor.
"I really hate it when I encounter people like this."
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Venom
ActionCasey Pierce grew up in a world of gangs, guns and gore.. She became an undercover double agent at the age of 13, killing anyone, if ordered. She comitted crime, played unjust games, and gave up her life to just work for money. Now, She goes to Hig...
