My Masked Assassin

My Masked Assassin

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"I don't even turn to look but make to run away, but I'm grabbed and forcefully pulled back. I am flung around and slammed hard against the curtains, they part a bit and a tiny sliver of light reflects against the glass of a motorcycle helmet. Dammit! Its him! I grit my teeth and tried to remain clam. How did this bastard get in!? I calculated a multitude of ways to escape. Do I bite his hand? No, he was clad in leather, he wouldn't feel a thing. Smash my head against his helmet? Seriously bad idea. I'd break my head before I broke the glass. So I result in the cheap move of trying to knee him in the crotch, he was two seconds faster than me. Bringing down his right hand to swiftly block my raised knee, with the palm of his glove soaking up the impact. I take advantage of the momentary distraction and bring down my left hand to his throat. He brings up his elbow again with those lightning fast reflexes and deflects my blow. With my knee now released I lift my knee up higher and kick him in the midriff, sending him back far away from me. I make to jump towards my kitchen section but he stealthily reaches behind him with his right hand. I clear the windows and make it to the wall right before my kitchen divider when he throws something at me. The silver object was to fast and next thing I know is that I am pinned to the wall." ***WARNING! This story is Fifty Shades meets Ninja Assassin...seriously do not read this if your underage...please. I am TOTALLY serious right now XD ~P.S Main character dude is a cross between Deadpool, Batman and Christian Grey***
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