My cruel smile played across my lips as I watched The light fade from the clerks eyes, My long black hair swept behind me, I pulled my pistol out of its holster and in a swift movement fired two short shots into the man's chest with no hesitation, no regret. I move up and down the shelves collecting all the valuables from the shelves and cases stuffing them into a large burlap bag. Giving a mocking salute at the body, I slipped my knife back into its place on my belt, and my pistol into it's holster. I grabbed the bag and sprinted into the night. The police cars and men crept into the corner of my vision, giving an exasperated sigh I pull the light weight riffle from my back and aimed the barrel down setting the operation to full automatic, moving the trigger off safety took a deep breath and fired at will. My almond eyes narrowing as each bullet found it's mark. I am Jackie, I am the Killer.
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We Are Typhoon
ActionThis is us, a group of kids who either watched are parents be killed, or killed them ourselves. We do normal things any teenagers do, except we're geniuses, child prodigies in fact. What do we do with this gift? we steal, murder, and beat the crap...
