• I plopped down on the couch, its been a slow week. People are usually swarming over me trying to get pay-back and a hole loud of other things that i dont bother with. Todays so boring i almost wish someone was call to get me to kill someone. Mory grabes the remote and clicks on the TV. Boring boring boringer, is there nothing on!
    She rolles over on the couch. COME ON SOMEBODY CALL!

    [Toy-Box] Mory rolles back up. Only one person has that ring-tone on her phone. Eee. David!! She flicks open her phone. Wait, calm down, dont want him to think i was waiting for him to call. Mory breathed in and out. Calm.
    "Yes,"
    "Hey, Mor-Mor, i got some ergent news."
    "News?"
    "Someones after you."
    "What!!"
    "Sorry, i hate to be the one who gives the bad news."
    "Wait." I jump up peeking throught the curtains.
    "Relax Mor, hes not there."
    "Oh, what."
    "He broke in a min. ago, i thought i was a goner. He said he had bigger fish to fry."
    "...."
    "Mor is their someone more important than me."
    "..."
    "Mor....I"
    I snapped the phone shut. I knew exactly who he was after. Rachel and Anastasa. My throat was dry. How did he know about them.


    Mory paced back and forth she'd sent them the message an hour ago. Where were they. She looked up at the sky. PLEASE LET THEM BE ALIVE!!


    ANASTASA

    She walked around the body. Out of sight out of mind.

    This one had been an easy kill. Walk in looking like a striper and the guy wont care why your there. She smirked at her own joke. She tosed the knife up and down catching it in her gloved hand. What next. She took out her phone and brushed her short blond hair out of her face. There was only one text message. I wonder who its from.

    Antsy, revenge seeker after you,
    meet me at randa-vo point,
    Take care. heart

    She looked at the phone dumb-struck.

    A shiver ran throught her body and the hair on the back of her neck stood up. She wasnt alone. She put her phone away and leand casually on the table.

    "Your very horrible at hiding." She pointed out.
    A shadowy figure steped out. "I wouldnt say that."
    "Oh, really."

    He didnt answer but walked around the room as if there was nothing suspiouses about being here. She could see him clearly now. He wore all black and a black beany on his head. He looked more like a computer nerd than someone out for revange. But then revange took all forms.

    "Your going to come with me." It sound perverted coming from him.
    "Oh really, why would i do that?"
    "Because of him." He said picking up a snowglobe off the fireplace.

    Anastasa turned around. There in front of her was a too well-musuled guy. Probably on steroides. Computer nerd had only been a decode.
    "You do know steroides are bad for you right."
    He just smiled a toothy smile and pulled out a gun.
    "This way Miss."
    At least he had maners. Anastasa thought as he lead her out to a black sports car.