Broken Rules

Chapter 1

Third Person's POV

In a fancy apartment in The Marsh, a girl lies peacefully like a dead body and and only the slight movement of her body as she breathes shows signs of life. She is, however, woken up by a loud bang on the door, and she immediately jolts up like she was never asleep at all. She picks a shiny black object from under her pillow and slowly makes her way to the door.

She moves slowly making sure no floorboard creaks. Her blue hair shines brightly because of the moon light in the room. Her grey eyes scan the room for any oddity and her body tenses when she hears more movement outside the door. Sighing, she reaches for the door knob. Her right hand starts shaking and her eyes start to lose focus. Her eyes widening, she grasps the situation she is in.

"Tripple hell" she curses loudly and movement outside stops.

Transferring the gun from her right hand, she opens the door slightly so that only half of her body is seen. The sight in front of her makes her reach for the door to close it, but she's not fast enough for the person on the other side of the door. A black shoe is placed in between the door to keep it open, and massive hands pry it open.

The girl recovers quickly and fires multiple shots at the intruders dressed in black, successfully killing some and harming most. One of the intruders forces himself in and grabs the girls blue coloured hair and bangs her head on the wall.

The girl momentarily loses balance but she jams her below at the muscular guy holding her regardless.  The hunk however does not flinch. Instead, he grabs her arm with the gun and twists it behind her back making her night gown rise up and expose her thighs.

Two more hunks enter and begin punching the girl while she struggles to free herself. She stops fighting and her head falls back mimicking an unconscious person. Drops of blood taint her perfect face like paint on a canvas and part of her blue hair.

"Boss is going to be ecstatic when he finds out that we finally managed to get this wench. Apparently even the demoness has an off day." One of the men croaks loudly and the others hum in agreement as he throws the unconscious girl on his shoulder.

That however proves to be a mistake on his part because the girl gains consciousness,  picks a gun from the holster on his hip before swinging herself so that her legs end up strangling the hunk. The other two men still kn a daze notice a second too late that the gun is aimed at them and therefore fail to duck in time. Their blood splatters on the wall as she mercilessly shoots them.

The girl looks at her bloody hands and the lifeless bodies on the hotel floor before rushing back to the bedroom. There, she grabs a duffel bag, throws on a black leather jacket, reloads the magazine of the gun and then dashes out of the room in an unsteady manner.

She runs without looking back till she reaches the parking lot. Her legs move faster when her eyes land on a black bike standing out like a sore thumb among the various cars. She doesn't even make it there before a gang of black dressed men beat her to it. They slash the bikes tires and she gasps catching their attention.

A blonde haired man turns and searches the parking lot but sees no one. He orders his men to scatter and search the area. The girl, who is hiding behind an old jeep curses silently. Her only means of escape had just been removed from the list. Her head suddenly starts paining her and black dots dance in her vision and she further curses herself for eating that dinner.