La_Reina
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Elena stared at the 4 walls of her bedroom. How had her life changed so drastically. One word: Him. Elena wouldn't even allow herself to think his name. She had just been a pretty girl trying to make a living when she met -- no! Don't think about it, but how could she not. He had been so sexy, smart, and a bit older than her. He was so confident and it seemed wherever they went he was in control, could part the crowd just by walking in that direction and she had fallen madly in love. Then he changed her.
Elena slapped a hand over her face and turned toward the clock. 3am! Why the hell was she awake? Elena thought about the pain and torment those months were where she had to first fight to live than fight to get herself back. Hell, she still wasn't completely under control, but she was better. Plus she hadn't changed in over a year. An accomplishment for her a setback that many her kind would say. Fuck them! She wasn't like them.
Elena sat up and swung her feet to the hardwood floor. She had a quaint little hose a big difference from the almost mansion style house she used to live in overseas. Then she had been the Plague. The best damn hit woman to have ever been hired. She was like the Plague once she was hired to take you out she did and if she had to take out anyone close to you to get to you she did. Elena grimaced. Too bad she was now the one being hunted by every hit person in the world. Once at the top it's a long fall to the bottom. She just had to stay low and then kill the fucker who put the 1 billion bounty on her head.
Elena stopped going very still. Someone was in her house. She stared at the door and just listened. She had impressive skills. One being she had that animal sense which right now was telling her she was in danger; she was also ignoring it. She watched as her bedroom door slowly opened without a sound. The assailant came in and stopped just enough to register that she had been waiting for them. They pulled out a gun. Another skill was she was extremely fast and agile. She stood up and stepped into the path of the guy as she grabbed his wrist and squeezed. Did she mention she was stronger than most humans. His wrist instantly started to break as she stared into his eyes and her black midnight eyes took on a golden hue as her canines elongated and then her face started to pucker out. The man's eyes took on terror and he was frantically trying to pull away. She bent forward and ripped out his jugular. He dropped like a stone.
Elena had to focus to stop the change. She slowly started to change back. That's when she felt the pain. She looked down and saw two bullet wounds in her abdomen. She could feel that one of the bullets had went through, but one was still in her. She dropped to one knee and breathed. Her body would work the bullet out, but it was going to take a while being in human form and it was going to hurt. Luckily, no one believed in werewolves and didn't carry silver bullets. The only bullets that burned like acid and whittled away the inside. Elena had seen it first hand.
That's when she realized she still wasn't alone and there were 3 other people in her home. She was bleeding and going weak. Looks like she might meet her end tonight. But not without a fight. Elena reached under her bed and pulled out a pistol and stood up against the wall waiting for her chance to strike. She decided to keep the lights off in her home. If they thought they could surprise her they had another thought coming.
Elena slapped a hand over her face and turned toward the clock. 3am! Why the hell was she awake? Elena thought about the pain and torment those months were where she had to first fight to live than fight to get herself back. Hell, she still wasn't completely under control, but she was better. Plus she hadn't changed in over a year. An accomplishment for her a setback that many her kind would say. Fuck them! She wasn't like them.
Elena sat up and swung her feet to the hardwood floor. She had a quaint little hose a big difference from the almost mansion style house she used to live in overseas. Then she had been the Plague. The best damn hit woman to have ever been hired. She was like the Plague once she was hired to take you out she did and if she had to take out anyone close to you to get to you she did. Elena grimaced. Too bad she was now the one being hunted by every hit person in the world. Once at the top it's a long fall to the bottom. She just had to stay low and then kill the fucker who put the 1 billion bounty on her head.
Elena stopped going very still. Someone was in her house. She stared at the door and just listened. She had impressive skills. One being she had that animal sense which right now was telling her she was in danger; she was also ignoring it. She watched as her bedroom door slowly opened without a sound. The assailant came in and stopped just enough to register that she had been waiting for them. They pulled out a gun. Another skill was she was extremely fast and agile. She stood up and stepped into the path of the guy as she grabbed his wrist and squeezed. Did she mention she was stronger than most humans. His wrist instantly started to break as she stared into his eyes and her black midnight eyes took on a golden hue as her canines elongated and then her face started to pucker out. The man's eyes took on terror and he was frantically trying to pull away. She bent forward and ripped out his jugular. He dropped like a stone.
Elena had to focus to stop the change. She slowly started to change back. That's when she felt the pain. She looked down and saw two bullet wounds in her abdomen. She could feel that one of the bullets had went through, but one was still in her. She dropped to one knee and breathed. Her body would work the bullet out, but it was going to take a while being in human form and it was going to hurt. Luckily, no one believed in werewolves and didn't carry silver bullets. The only bullets that burned like acid and whittled away the inside. Elena had seen it first hand.
That's when she realized she still wasn't alone and there were 3 other people in her home. She was bleeding and going weak. Looks like she might meet her end tonight. But not without a fight. Elena reached under her bed and pulled out a pistol and stood up against the wall waiting for her chance to strike. She decided to keep the lights off in her home. If they thought they could surprise her they had another thought coming.
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