I Pulled Out My Gun And Pointed It Straight At His Head, Flicking Off The Safety, I Let The Bullet Fly and Hit Him Dead Centre In His Skull. I Smirked As His Body Slumped Down To The Ground and Stuffed Thee Gun Back Into My Waistband, Making Sure No One Could See Me, I Turned Back Into The Streets Of London Till I Reached My 1969 Chevelle Matte Black, The First Car I Had Won.
I Sat Down In The Drivers Seat and Opened Up The Book On The Passenger Seat, I Ticked Off The Name Of My Latest Nickname, Harvey Witsward, Caught For Attempted Rape On 6 Year Old Girls Charlotte Beckham and Louise Bankshaw. I Flicked To The Next Page To See Who My Next Kill Was, I Was In The Mood For A Double Kill Today and It Was Only Four In The Afternoon.
Name - Michael Clifford
Caught Fellonies - 9 Murders,8 Accused Kidnappings, 2 Vandalism Of Public Property, Known Leader Of The White Sharks.
I Scoffed At The Last Part, The White Sharks Were Supposed To Be The Toughest Gand In North London But I Had Taken Down Some Of Their Members With A Flick Of My Wrists. Michael Was Someone Feared By Most But Being Me I Knew Where To Find Him and When, He's Been In My Black Book Since I Found Out He Was Involved In The Kidnapping Of A My Best Friend Eilsa 5 Years Ago. Back Then I Was A Self Trained Hacker But Now I'm The Best At My Job and A Certfied Assasin.
I Started The Engine Of My Car and Headed To The Bar On The North Side Of Town, The One Where I Had Lured And Killed A Few White Sharks Before, I Needed A Plan So I Could Get To Him Without Being Recognised As The Black Soul. That's What The News Calls Me and That's What I've Been Called Since My First Kill At Thirteen When I Found Out My Neighbour Raped His Daughter.
I Pulled Up and Watched The Flashing Sign 'NORTHSIDE'. I Scrambled At The Back Of My Car and Pulled On A Dark Blue Tight Fitting Dress Along With White Heels .Making Sure That The White Dip Dye Ends Of My Hair Were Hidden In My Bun I Stepped Out Of The Car and Made My Way To The Trunk.
I Pulled Out My Gun and Fitted It Along With My Blades, In A Holster By My Leg, I Also Stuffed A Swiss Knife In My Bra and Put On My Ring With The Detachable Blade. I Made Sure My Make Up Was Correct Before I Walked Up To The Bouncer and Nodded At Him. He Knew Who I Was and He Protected My Identity In Exchange For His Life.
I Dodged The Sweaty Crowd and Made My Way Behind Bar and Sat On The Back Counter Pouring Myself A Shot Whilst I Scanned The Club For Any Of The White Sharks. I Immediately Spotted Micheal In The VIP Section With His Second In Commands; Ashton and Luke. I Looked Around For The Last One, Calum, Or More White Sharks But There Were Barely Any. I Got Down From The Bar and I Grabbed A Cigarette From The Back Of The Bar and Lit It Before Climbing Over The Bar.
I Got Down Only To Have My Mouth Covered My A Large Hand and My Waist To Be Pulled Back To Meet A Pair Of Masculine Hips. I Tried To Squirm Or Reach Down Into My Holster But He Pulled My Hands Behind Me and Pulled Me Back With Him. I Noticed My Holster Was Emprty After Rubbing My Thighs Together.. I Heard Soft Chuckling Behind Me and I Knew He Had Taken Them Off.
We Suddenly Stopped and I Looked Down To The Ground To Find A Pair Of High Tops Behind Me. I Furrowed My Eyebrows and Looked Up To Find Michael and His Goons Behind Him. I Gave Them A Sickeningingly Sweet Smile Before Launching My Foot Hitting Whoever Was Behind Me and Engaging All My Rings Leaving 6 Sharp Blades On My Fists.
''Hmmm, So I See That The Famous Black Soul Is Here and In Disguise, Back To Get More Of My Members Huh?'' He Chuckled Deeply Before Giving Me A Serious Look. ''Now, How About We Make A Deal?'' He Raised An Eyebrow At Me Before I Spit In His Face.
''I Would Never Work With A White Shark, Especially Not A Cunt Like You,'' I Put My Fists Up and Retracted The Claws. I Hissed At Him Before Returning To A Normal Standing Position and Heading Off. Before I Could Make A Move, Someone Caught My Wrist, I Turned Around To Face Michael.
