"Who are you?" asked Natasha, "Your accent is Australian but your here in Moscow." Inquired Natasha, Jacks new found lover as they sat in the bed in her hotel.
"Why don't you kiss me again? Perhaps even further." Responded Jack
"I refuse to fuck someone I know nothing about." Sneered Natasha, "I told you all about me, now please say something about you."
"My past is ugly."
"So is mine. I won't judge. I've done a lot of things."
"What's the worst you've done, rob a convenience store. A good girl like you hasn't done anything at all."
"How about that I robbed the Moscow international bank killing 10 guards in the process, and to be honest I enjoyed it. I'm a monster."
    "I killed 52 people and ate most of them, I escaped a super max prison in Australia that officially doesn't exist. So now that we have that out of the way, can we do stuff now?"
     Natasha never got a chance to answer, because she was cut off my a knock at the door.
      "Police, open up. We will use deadly force!"
     "Shitfuck!" Yelled Jack, "you ready to kill some more." She asked, sliding a shirt on.
    "Never more in my life."
    They shredded through the cops, blood and ice flying. Jack was satisfied when all their throats were ripped out. But something was off about these police. Natasha heard a voice from behind,
      "My oh my, you're really good fighters. How about we come to my private plane before more police show up." Said a voice with a distinct accent.
      "Who are you?"
     "Why does it matter? If you want to live you'll come with me."  Said the voice.

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