The Beckams

The Savior

Authors note: I skipped ahead a few years after I got very good at killing.

I was walking down the dark streets of Manchester not caring where I was going just thinking...always thinking. I had just walked away from a triple kill job. The Williams sad family can't pay back money then they must pay the price. Anyways it was quick for the kid the adults weren't so lucky. No I don't feel sympathy for the ones I kill. Never really been a feely kind of persons barely had any emotions. After the incident with my mother I was stone cold just like my grandfather.

I couldn't stand the fact I was so alone in the world. I had no one to call mine I mean I am a lesbian, but doesn't mean I should be this alone all the time. I need to have someone...but who would care for a beast like me.

I kept walking coming up to north London. Have I really been walking this long? The sun started to rise I didn't like the brightness so I shifted to the shadows of the tall buildings. Then I saw 5 men walking behind me very suspiciously. Their actions made me very anxious so I sped up and went to the tube (subway). Once I got to the platform the men had now placed their hands in their pockets. I jumped up a flight of stairs on the other side of the platform (prided myself in learning parkour). I ran down an old street then up to central London. It was crowded which was good, but bright. I couldn't see then someone bumped into me then I looked up to see the men.

I kneed the biggest one in the groin then took off. I could hear them yelling behind me. I ran faster then scaled a 9ft wall. I was sure I got away. Once I got over the wall to my surprise more men in the same outfit next to a black van. Were they trying to abduct me? Right when they saw me they darted towards me. I dodged the grabs and jumped over the hood of the van. A few men were chasing me, the rest got into the van. Great I thought a van and runners brilliant.

I was on the London bridge after about an hour of running. The runners gave up a while ago, and I lost the van in traffic. I ran for about 30 more minutes. I finally got to the outskirts of Manchester. Then with my luck I heard screaming down the street. I walked cautiously down the street towards the screams. They sounded female, a bit younger then me maybe my age.

When I approached an alley I saw 3 men and one woman trying to control a girl. She was my age I knew it... Anyways I stuck close to the corner and carefully watched to see who it was that they were doing it to. I did not recognize her. Is she new? Must be. Then the town bloody drunk comes walking down the other street and smashes a bottle on the ground. The woman spun around and saw me looking.

She yelled at the men who also looked at me. They froze for a few seconds then the woman yelled get her! I swung into action I have to get that girl. I ran up to one of the advancing men and smashed him in the face with my rock of a fist. He collapsed to the ground moaning in pain. The other two men pulled out knives. "Bad idea boys," they came running full speed. One missed but the other clipped my shoulder. I reversed the knife in one of the men's hand and plunged it into his stomach. Then pulled it out and jabbed it into the other man's throat.

When I looked up the woman had a knife to the mystery girls throat. "back the fuck up," she said. "easy easy I don't want to hurt you please let her go." "no no fuck you get back." I was growing very angry with the woman. She could see that and she got very anxious. "alright, alright," she said looking around scared. "i will let her go if you let me go." I stood there for a second and the replied "alright let her go." The woman dropped the knife and pushed the girl down then took off past me. I quickly took the knife out of one of the men's throat and threw it at the woman's back. I nailed her.

I carefully walked up to the girl who was crying on the ground. "are you ok?" I asked while putting my hand on her back. She nodded. "can you tell me your name?" She trembled then quietly answered "Victoria."