• She hit him. Blood. She kicked him. Blood. She stood. Breathing Heavily she grabbed he gun. BOOM! The only shot was fired. Strike. She killed him....



    She walked around. She kicked around a can, then she felt a human. "Oh god. Sorry." She stood, and walked. Feeling a hand on her shoulder she was pulled down. Her hair pulled. She was being dragged. "Hey! Ugh, Let go!!! Help!!!!" She pulled the man down from his hand. She kicked him in the nut. "OW!! Hey lady you better watch your back." She turned around. She felt 2 men. She gulped. She couldnt see. She heard a door open. Then close. She felt a car moving. Then stopping, the door opening again. She was pulled into a chair. She was tied down. She felt the blindfold come off. "So" The man said. "Misty." Misty gulped. "How do you know my name." She said, looking down. The man laughed.



    Misty stood from the chair. Her hands flaming. The men looked at her. They didnt know who she was really. She shot fire. It killed. She looked around, one man left. The original. She ran after him, shooting fire, until they got to a busy street. She stopped the fire. She ran after the man, she shot at her. She dodged...alot. Maybe 20 bullets shot, she finally cornered him. Dead end alley. She pinned him down. They fought for about 1 hour. Then, something amazing happened. He stood. He pulled her up. "Im Hunter." Misty smiled. He kissed her. She wondered..all that trouble, for this. He pulled her down again. But more...graceful. He took her clothes off. She took off his.


    After about 3 hours of....stuff(oh you know!) he stood, dressed. He hit her, and kept hitting her. Slowly she tried running, putting her clothes on. She pinned him down.

    She hit him. Blood. She kicked him. Blood. She stood. Breathing Heavily she grabbed he gun. BOOM! The only shot was fired. Strike. She killed him....

    She lives on to tell the story.