cross legged on the bed and just held her head in her hands. She noticed that her hand wasn’t as badly hurt as she had thought there were only a couple small cuts. It had looked much worse in the shower. The ten o’clock news had come on the television she had left on.
The news reporter finally caught her attention when he announced, “Man found dead in alley behind his home.”
Marie looked up, well they found him fast, she thought to herself.
The news reporter continued, “And inside his home they found the bodies of his two step-sons, both shot in the head.”
Marie felt her heart drop. She left them alive. She knew it. She would have never hurt two innocent children. How could this have happened? She looked closer to the TV and she saw it. The news reporter was live on scene and in the background she could see him, Kenneth, in a police uniform and all. They had tracked her or at least he had. They must have found her clothing and killed the boys since they didn’t know where she was. Marie could feel rage overtaking her as she saw Kenneth’s goofy face. That worthless excuse was smiling. Marie instantly got up, dropped the robe, and grabbed the leather bound outfit off the floor and laced and zipped it up. She pulled the boots over her feet and zipped them up as well. She went to her backpack and got out her knives and their holster; she strapped the holster to her back and slid the knives into it. Her hair was still wet as the now brown hair hung curling up now that it was shorter. She knew where the police station was. She had passed it when she was looking for a place to stay. It was only a few blocks from there. Marie stormed out of the room slamming the door behind her; the 6F on the door falling as she slammed it shut.
Marie moved fast to the police station, maybe Kenneth was still there. She went to the back of the three story brick building and found the metal fire escape ladder. She climbed it to the top of the building. The roof had sky lights she started searching looking into the sky lights hoping to catch a glimpse of him or an easy way to access the building. She hit the jackpot on the third sky light. There he was, Kenneth, ugly as ever, celebrating with five other men in police uniforms.
“Gentlemen, thank you for your assistance and very soon you will all be rich men when we bring this bitch in.” Kenneth said to the group.
They let out a cheer as they were toasting with beer bottles. Marie felt sick. Those little boys let the police in because they should be able to trust the police to protect them and these sick men executed these children just for some money. Marie knew it was time to go to work. She took six paces back, pulled her knives from their holster and gave them a twirl. She cracked her neck and smiled, “I hope they don’t mind party crashers.” She said with a smile. Marie charged the sky light jumped and crashed through the sky light; glass went flying everywhere. The six men were shocked as they all took cover. Marie landed on the metal desk below the sky light. She quickly flipped off the table and planted her right knife in the back of one of the men who had ducked for cover from the glass. She assessed and saw the other four officers starting to get up. She moved fast stabbing the one to her left with her left knife by thrusting her knife in his gut. She holstered her right knife and pulled his pistol from its holster and fired it into the two officers now charging at her, firing their pistols. The last officer was now in her sights. He had an automatic rifle and began a barrage of bullets in her direction. She flipped a nearby metal table and dove behind it holstering her other knife and allowing him to continuously fire at her until he ran out of bullets.
“Is that all you got?!” She yelled, she heard him lock another magazine into the gun
“Nope!” He yelled back and began to fire again.
Marie turned and began to push the table
The news reporter finally caught her attention when he announced, “Man found dead in alley behind his home.”
Marie looked up, well they found him fast, she thought to herself.
The news reporter continued, “And inside his home they found the bodies of his two step-sons, both shot in the head.”
Marie felt her heart drop. She left them alive. She knew it. She would have never hurt two innocent children. How could this have happened? She looked closer to the TV and she saw it. The news reporter was live on scene and in the background she could see him, Kenneth, in a police uniform and all. They had tracked her or at least he had. They must have found her clothing and killed the boys since they didn’t know where she was. Marie could feel rage overtaking her as she saw Kenneth’s goofy face. That worthless excuse was smiling. Marie instantly got up, dropped the robe, and grabbed the leather bound outfit off the floor and laced and zipped it up. She pulled the boots over her feet and zipped them up as well. She went to her backpack and got out her knives and their holster; she strapped the holster to her back and slid the knives into it. Her hair was still wet as the now brown hair hung curling up now that it was shorter. She knew where the police station was. She had passed it when she was looking for a place to stay. It was only a few blocks from there. Marie stormed out of the room slamming the door behind her; the 6F on the door falling as she slammed it shut.
Marie moved fast to the police station, maybe Kenneth was still there. She went to the back of the three story brick building and found the metal fire escape ladder. She climbed it to the top of the building. The roof had sky lights she started searching looking into the sky lights hoping to catch a glimpse of him or an easy way to access the building. She hit the jackpot on the third sky light. There he was, Kenneth, ugly as ever, celebrating with five other men in police uniforms.
“Gentlemen, thank you for your assistance and very soon you will all be rich men when we bring this bitch in.” Kenneth said to the group.
They let out a cheer as they were toasting with beer bottles. Marie felt sick. Those little boys let the police in because they should be able to trust the police to protect them and these sick men executed these children just for some money. Marie knew it was time to go to work. She took six paces back, pulled her knives from their holster and gave them a twirl. She cracked her neck and smiled, “I hope they don’t mind party crashers.” She said with a smile. Marie charged the sky light jumped and crashed through the sky light; glass went flying everywhere. The six men were shocked as they all took cover. Marie landed on the metal desk below the sky light. She quickly flipped off the table and planted her right knife in the back of one of the men who had ducked for cover from the glass. She assessed and saw the other four officers starting to get up. She moved fast stabbing the one to her left with her left knife by thrusting her knife in his gut. She holstered her right knife and pulled his pistol from its holster and fired it into the two officers now charging at her, firing their pistols. The last officer was now in her sights. He had an automatic rifle and began a barrage of bullets in her direction. She flipped a nearby metal table and dove behind it holstering her other knife and allowing him to continuously fire at her until he ran out of bullets.
“Is that all you got?!” She yelled, she heard him lock another magazine into the gun
“Nope!” He yelled back and began to fire again.
Marie turned and began to push the table
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