Angle of Death! ( RIVAMIKA. )

Angle of Death. Chapter 1.

WHAT THE BOOK ABOUT .....

mikasa is an assassin who nicknames the angle of death, mikasa had never failed a kill before and she is well feared.

Levi is from the underground so he been bought to know how to survive anything but after a certain day he became a cop and is bloody good at his job, he solved every case he been given without no problem.

What will happen when mikasa and Levi life's get mix in together and what will they do when new feelings start inside of them both

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The man ran as fast as he could not daring to even look behind out of fear. His breath was getting faster and shorten in ever step he ran footstep echo though all the halls not warning the man where it was coming from. The man heart was beating faster after the noise of steps echoed more. His brain not working in reason but out of the fear the man turned his head round like it was the only thing keeping alive. The man took a breath of relief when he saw nothing was behind him yet but he still need to run and his body knew it. The man jumped at the echo of a mental door slamming from the way he came and soon he tripped twisting his anger all around. "fuck" the man yelled in pain and landed on his ass. He if he was foot down the man was too scared to hide or stay still so he kept on crawling backwards hoping luck was on his side until.

The man heart beat faster his breath became shorty when his back found the end of the hall wall. The man realised he just trapped himself into a corner and luck left him a long time ago. "no please god no" the man begged to god hoping all his evil doing would be over looked and he be saved to live another day. The man cried as he heard steps coming closer and without thinking he pointed his hidden guy in the only directing there was .... ahead.

"please let me live, I'm sorry I wont do it again I run away, please let me live" the man begged out of fear when he saw the figure stopped ten steps away from his warn out body.

The man face went pale but his eyes sparkled at the beauty he saw. A thin but strong women body that looked like it was craft by angles. Her black hair that shined even in the dark halls. But was caught the eyes of the man was her eyes. Cold and dead light grey eyes that looked like the devils but they were too pretty to be real.

The man looked her up once more and noticed her outfit. Tight leather pants with red boots that stopped under her knee. A blood red shirt with the top two buttons undone and a long black leather jacketed that ended before her feet. On the belt he noticed she had a long sword on her right hip and on the other hip the belt held six throwing knifes. The outfit suited her way to much and make her look super hot but untouchable. But what made the man more interested in her outfit was the red mask with a yellow outline she was wearing to keep her true self hidden. 

"who are you" the man asked all his fear was gone, his thinking was only about this beautiful creature he couldn't believe exist. "angle of death" the women spoke with a cold angle voice and the man smiled with a tear in his eyes as she sliced his throat like it was nothing. The only thing that could still be heard was the footsteps on the women as she left.