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In a middle class neighborhood people are walking about doing there business while some children were playing. Business was bustling in the area with cafes, ice cream shop, bakery, restaurants and medium sized grocery shops and others, which includes a small two story building pharmacy with green paint on the first story and pink on the second with a sign which is YX PHARMACY written orange.
Out came a petite woman with short hair which stops at her shoulders dressed in light blue trouser and white polka dot long sleeved shirt with comfortable looking shoes on her feet. The woman looks young, about twenty nine to thirty years. She has round eyes with a small button nose and thin lips. She locked the pharmacy and put the keys in her brown bag and away she went to her house humming gently and greeting the others on her way. It was not an unusual sight to the people there because for the past three years the woman always open her pharmacy at seven AM and closes at seven PM sharp which at first was unusual but they got used to it. The woman is friendly but that's it, nobody in the neighbourhood can say they are close to her. They greet each other, smile and when she can she helps them and likewise.
The name of the woman is Yun Xie. Yes just Yun Xie, she has no surname which again is unusual but the people got used to it. What they don't know is that the woman was a 'ex assassin', ex because she quitted a year ago and now she is a pharmacist from seven AM to seven PM and an illegal doctor from eight PM to one AM. Her clients ranges from criminals to mob members to terrorists to members of gangs and mafias, it doesn't matter who you as long as you can afford and sought her services during her working hours. And it brings in quite a hefty sum.
Still humming she retrieved a key from her bag and inserted it into the keyhole and turned it twice before pushing the door to her house open,removing the key from the keyhole she got in and pushed the door with the door close with her leg.
As she ambled inside, the light turned on automatically as she kept her bag on the chair in the living room and made her way to the bathroom to relieve herself. Coming out she went straight to the kitchen, opening the refrigerator she retrieved a bottle of chilled and kicked the fridge door close with her leg before twisting the cap of the bottle and chugging all the water in the bottle and throwing it in the sink to be filled later.Making her way to the bedroom she opened her closet and retrieved a brown coloured bag, from the bag she retrieved a syringe filled with a blue liquid and another pack of white pills. Making her way the bed while crushing the pills in her hand, she knows it's too much but she is too far gone to care as she sat down on her bed as she retrieved a paper, a card, a cigarette as well as a lighter from the bed side drawer and set the now crushed pill which has turned to powder on the paper and divided it into four using the card.
Pushing the syringe filled with the blue liquid into her vein she hesitated for a moment but that was it, she still emptied the syringe into her blood and took the white powder called MDMA which is commonly called molly, ecstacy or mandy
and inhaled it all one after another before she coughed and wiped her nose after. She lit the cigarette and leaned back and let out sigh as she watch the smoke swirl around she started laughing as the drug started doing it job. She feels.... happy, free and as though she floating in the sky a strange sense of weightlessness came over her as she felt high yet sober at the same time.And THEN it all came crashing down age she started spasming, she is chocking on her own spit, her heart is beating 200 a minute yet she is still laughing and laughing and laughing. She knows she is not going to make it yet she couldn't bring herself to it feel that it is unfair or undeserving after all she is no saint. A long time has passed as she lied down on her bed dying, and her last thought was '' Master it really is the end for me, I wish I wish what do I even wish for, 'a second chance' NO this is a suitable end for me. Hmm what should be written on my grave stone,let's see something like YUN XIE THE KILLER OR even better YUN XIE THE MURDERER but then no one will even visit. Shit what a pathetic life I have lead"
And this ladies and gentlemen are the last thoughts of Yun Xie as she breathed her last.
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The Cunning Empress
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