"If only you were the person you portrayed yourself to be. But you aren't. You're a pathetic excuse of a human, aren't you Ryder? Your anger slowly building up over the mere comments I've made. Are you that easily hurt? Like I said, pathetic."
I watched as around 20 men and women came out of spots that seemed to be covered, they were all spread out around me, watching me carefully.
"Drop all of your weapons!" A tall man shouted.
I looked at his tattooed arm. There was a big version of The Devils gang symbol on it, drawn to perfection in a shiny black ink.
This is going to be fun.
I pulled out my three knives that were placed in my shoe, and the gun that was in my jacket, carefully setting them on the floor. Then I heard 3 people come up behind me.
Thank god for bras I thought to myself, smirking.
As the tall lady reached for my shoulder, I span around, delivering a powerful roundhouse kick to her face with the side of my boot, knocking her cold out on the floor. Then, I went second man coming towards me, quickly stabbing the knife I had pulled out of my bra into his stomach, I yanked it out of his gut and sliced it across the third mans chest; Then punching him in the jaw as he fell to the floor.
A tall man with black messy hair, came out of his hiding place with two men beside him, one on each side. He was gorgeous. He had a strong sculpted face, strong jawline and scars littering the exposed skin of his clothes. But he seemed like a cocky bastard. A few of the remaining people bowed their heads to him.
I respect no-one.
"Am I right in suggesting I'm speaking to the famous devils leader?" I asked giggling, what a mouthful.
"Yes you are," he replied "Honestly, I'' surprised you're The Shadow, you're tiny." he laughed.
"I am 5'6! Sorry, but not everyone grows up to be the size of fucking slenderman!" I scoffed.
He rolled his eyes. "Now, you can come with us the easy way or the hard way," He said, "Both are extremely fun for me to watch." He laughed
"If you wouldn't mind, I'd rather go and do what I needed to, then I'd be happy to continue this tea party with you." I smiled.
"Hard way it is." He muttered, shaking his head.
I could hear someone coming up behind me, then I felt a sharp pain in the side of my stomach. I looked down to see a knife lodged into the side of me, not in a place to damage an artery or organ, but enough to make me bleed and pass out.
I turned around and faced the person responsible. She was a tall girl, blonde hair framing her face with big brown eyes.
"Well," I placed my hand on the knife in my side, staring at the blood that was starting to come out of it. "That wasn't very nice." I laughed.
Then, I slowly pulled the knife out of my side.
I then opened my mouth, and licked up the knife, the familiar copper taste tainting my tastebuds as I stared at the men and women's wide eyes and open mouths.
"Anyone else want to stab me?" I asked, laughing.
Ryder's POV
Oh my fucking god,
She just licked a knife,
That she had been stabbed with,
Covered in her blood,
She's insane.
Hot
"Anyone else want to stab me?" She laughed, looking around.
"The names Ryder Manchini, leader of The Devils at your service" I introduced.
"Harley." She smirked, acting as if she wasn't bleeding out onto the floor.
"I don't have a lot of time until I faint, so now I need to make quick work if killing you, but with the way I'm bleeding..." She said, almost sounding like she was explaining it to herself.
I gave a nod, and two my men walked towards her. She looked at them, shaking her head as she clutched her hand to her bleeding side.
Then, she fell forward slumping onto the floor.
"She's out cold" I thought to myself.
I heard a number of gunshots. I looked up to see nearly everyone on the ground groaning in pain.
And there she stood, covered in blood. The gun that she had dropped earlier, now in her hand with the gun-powder smoke coming out of the hole at the top.
"I think I'm just going too," She started, then pausing. "Yeah, I'm just going to sit down for a while." She then sat down, her eyes slowly closing as her breathing became less consistent.
"Tyler, I need you to get the doctor up here. as much trouble as she is, I need her alive." I smirked, this was easy.
Harley POV
I knew why he wanted me, and I knew that he thought it'd be easy.
But in the end Ryder, I'll be the one laughing as I spit on your dead body.
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