You were a prodigal assassin. The best of the best. The body count of criminals were indescribable. Even in off duty, you kill scumbags. But your life came to an end. Plus instead of going to Heaven, you got drag down to Hell. Ain't that a bitch?
PS...
You're in a car, stuck in traffic, listening to some music:
(Y/N):...
That's when Angel Dust and Cherri Bomb showed in the driveway.
Angel/Cherri: "Let us in!"
(Y/N): "Whoa!! Fuck!"
Seeing them startled you and decided to bring them in.
Angel Dust: "Thanks, man."
(Y/N): "Why the fuck were you 2 on the freeway?!"
Cherri: "'Cause WE can! Duh!"
Angel Dust: "Yeah, who're you, our ma?"
(Y/N): "No I was just-"
Angel Dust: "What lame song you listening to?"
(Y/N): "It's-"
Cherri: "Boring~! Not to mention depressing."
(Y/N): "Got any better suggestions?"
Angel Dust: "Here's one."
Angel pulls a CD out from his chest and puts it into the CD Player.
Song:
You rolled your eyes as they get their freak on. That is until a car is seen hurling their way. Making you cut it in half.
Cherri: "What the flying fuck was that?!"
(Y/N): "Ask this fucker over there!"
You point your sword towards the thing that's been causing it.
Looking kinda like this:
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Right now, it was destroying everything in traffic. As you went going for the kill, Dust and Cherri plan on joining in as they search the car for more weaponry mainly the trunk.
Angel Dust: "(Y/N) has a lot of 'toys'..."
Cherri: "A killer of our own 'Hellish Hearts'! Shall we?"
Angel Dust: "Y'know it Sugar Tits!"
Thus the story ends with a violent bang.
(A/N): Hey readers! Thanks for reading this fanfic of mine. While I am unsure of when I'll be posting more in the future since I'll be taking more college classes, but I will try but until then...
