Chemicals and gunpowder(gxg)

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Midnight black hair pulled in a tight ponytail with gloves black and slender fingers protruding outwards. Black leather pants which were made to move in any direction that was sought, hugged her legs. She tugged at a black leather jacket and wrapped it tighter around her torso.

The cigarette in which she lit just mere minutes ago, died out and a flick to the floor was made and she proceeded to mash it with the heel of her combat boots. Alex pulled out another cigarette and lit it.

To the top of this building was irrefutably cold; Considering it is winter. December, the end of another unrelinquished year.

She took another drag of the cigarette and kept the fumes in longer than managed. Yet the burns of it made her feel somewhat cozy inside. Alex drew out the smoke and put the cancer stick back in almost immediately.

The sounds of the door opening and closing alerted her yet she stood there. She knew the person was trying to sneak up on her so she acted as though she haven't realized.

The whooshing sound of a sword took her out of that frenzy and more than gracefully she stepped to the side. Turning around quickly and sharply she came face to face with Jundo, Mr. Wasishu's main assassin.

Mystification was written all over his face. She smiled menacingly and walked away.

"Ne teishi!" He shouted. Alex stopped in her tracks and turned to him. (Hey)

"Nani!" She spat. (What?)

"Watashi wa anata o korosu tsumoridesu!" He smiled sadistic. (I'm going to kill you!)

"You'll try!" She smirked before launching herself towards him.

He knew her move so he moved aside and she quickly turned her body around hitting her elbow behind his neck. He bent over slightly, but with them being trained assassins, she knew he wouldn't fall.

The raven haired woman leapt up and came back down with one knee crashing into his face. He quickly tried to retaliate but was inevitably slow, compared to her skills.

Alex grabbed his hand and twisted it back so that he was now pressed to her. His face clenched in pain but She smiled. Its just something about painful faces that gets her going.

The raven haired woman swiftly retracted his arm and slammed her own arm through his chest with diamond encrusted nails. He screamed in agony while She mentally applauded herself for making an assassin who was said to be the best, scream in slow antagonizing pain.

She pushed deeper and her hand found its way through his back. The cold air sliced through her arm like a chef using a sharp knife. Yanking out her arm from his chest she watched as his heart slowly came out with it.

Blood splattered through his mouth, while she held his life in her hand. He began shaking his head frantically and a smirk was displayed on her face.

In one swift movement his heart was in her hand and he was laying dead on the cold floors of this London building.

Alex laid his heart in his hand and walked to the edge of the roof.

"Good night Jundo!" She smirked and jumped off the roof. The woman landed perfectly off the fifty seven floor building, that was floating maybe twelve metres above ground, and walked through the streets with her hand stuck in her leather jacket. Knowing she can't walk around with a bloody hand in London. Imagine the panic of the old hags.

The girl looked around her surroundings. Everything on earth was either black, chrome or red. The flying cars, the flying trains, the floating buildings, the clothes, your hair. Everything. Even your food.