The Killer Bride

PROLOGUE

His Killer Bride
by:Mizyzyy
spg:karahasan🔪

She landed with her blooded samurai ,and the dead body of not that old man laying already in the cemented floor in that place..
Mio just secretly hide her samurai
at her back and walks slowly while the other people in that place leaving while screaming obviously scared of what happened, she just smirk when she turned to see his dead target

"otaku...Im done to you"

She ritually said in her every killed target and continue walking as if there's nothing happened at all

"Killer in Black!!!"

She suddenly stop when suddenly someone authoritively
call her in that got-famed-name
she turned aback and face that voice of a man and her brows goes up the man was familiar to her 'shit!' she cussed.

"Zaranghatazou!!(let's fight!)"

The man challeged her in a duel
which  she can't do,the man was her Uncle Ji, her eyes suddenly widened and quickly run backwards causing  her uncle to sudden attack that almost hit on her neck , but she feel relief when she escaped on it but then she seriously stared to her unclued uncle and gave him a deathly stares when he teasingly chuckle
to her she get her samurai and it was her time to attack but her uncle escaped too on her abdomen attack...
but then everything turn unluckily to her when she try to attack her opponent, when she run and gave him a slashedkick to its waistside and her eyes widely opened when her uncle caught her thighs and she lost her balance. and she was already expecting her positioned right now..she let out a deep sigh,she almost forgot that her uncle is a samurai expert and a mix martial art  trainer. She remember when her uncle Ji imvited her to learn martial art way back when she's only 15,her uncle wanted to taught her too on how to use the samurai in clean way but she does otherwise, her eyes met his...where now he was at her top and even she dont want to know his uncle will kill her immediately..

"So how was it feel when its your turn to die..You,famous killer here in Gineya..a killer in that black mask?"

He asked sarcastically and smirk at her , she then had an idea to escape but her uncle was just too smart to notice her plan its steeled samurai quickly appeared in her face, 'bullshit!' she cuss again in herself

"Planning to escape huh?, are you afraid to die,? your kidding me honey."

Her uncle start leaning towards her while saying it and still his samurai was much inches in her masked face

"who's afraid, if I do this?"

She teasingly said and do her plan,well she just smartly use her knee to kick its cocky and she smirkly smile when her uncle face was cant be painted and she stand up quickly as she can but....just like thunderstorm her uncle move quickly too and hit her right arm ..she fastly backward and use her samurai too using her left arm just to defend herself on her uncle every attacks
in no time she was dragged down
in the floor holding her right arm, its aching and it was killing her it was bleeding and she know the wound was so deep cause its blood flowing fastly

"You were too clever honey...but dont worry Im more clever than you its your turn to die killer in bla-----"
I gasp when a slid knife somewhere hit his shoulder and he was suffering on it I then use the opportunity to stand up quickly and I was confused where was the slid knife came from ucle Ji took the slid knife in his shoulder and gave me a deathly stares and in a minute a car appeared

"Hey!, Get in!!"

She gaze at her back, she hesitate to get in cause she dont even know who was man who just helped her to escape,but she ride in on that car and she dont care anymore atleast she escaped, escaped on her near death from her Uncle Ji's hand the Assassin Master of her father's Organization of Assassination.

A/N:I hope you enjoy reading the prologue (p.s. especially you Maam Mira☺)

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This is a work of  Fiction, Names, Characters,Business, Places events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in fictitious manner.

Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead or actual  events is purely a coincidental.