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after removing the chip from the back of her phone, she hunts down and tracks her alt. After following her alt into an alley, she sees that her alt hired a striker to kill her. She gets shot in the left shoulder and only narrowly escapes thanks to chord scaring them off. After Chord patches up her shoulder, she runs away from him again, but this time, she goes to another striker job. After killing the target, she finds an empty room and sleeps there for a while until her alt’s striker found her and tried to get the jump on her. After getting outsmarted by West, she kills him and runs away to her alt’s house. When she gets there, she finds out that the striker that she killed was her alt’s boyfriend and that the next day, her alt was going to attack Chord. She immediately runs to chord’s house and tells him about her alt’s plans, only to find that he knew all along. The next morning she gives him sleeping pills and sets up a trap for her alt to fall into. When she arrives at Chord’s house, she shoots and misses by a fraction of an inch. She runs over to Chord’s house, after leaving him

Now Princess Dakota is now fighting other evil villains in different places. Those places are Elkview, Charleston , Hurricane, Teays Valley, Winfield, Dunbar, and Huntington. Princess Dakota goes back to Winifred, WV and eats some rest. The next morning Princess Dakota woke up in her superhero suit. "I have to get out of this before my parents see me." Princess Dakota said. The night after she got in her unit and then went to Dunbar. Princess Dakota said "Man this is hard but i can take it." Princess Dakota has to fight another villain but it is an unknown name. The unknown mystery villain is robbing a bank.

From all the compliments came a spark for his interest in police work. It provided a challenge and he’ll be using his abilities instead of watching them rough down in another job. He moved to Jump City to continue his work, meeting a new colleague: Samantha Ben, a polite but serious woman. The commissioner said they were the ultimate justice team, well, that were normal.

On a cloudy night where the sky was jade blue and there was no stars in sight, there rode alone on Highway 55 Grant and Sherwell in there 1976 Chevrolet Corvette. It was near midnight when they were coming back from the theater in Columbus after they saw the new movie “Oliver Chase.” They were all alone where only a truck would pass every five or ten minutes. Then in the dead of silence Grant said, “Hey Sherwell, don’t you think that part when he blew that building was great, don’t ya.” ”Well, that was good, but the great part was when at the end when he saved the girl and got the gun from nowhere and shot that that guy, you know he was the evil dude. What’s his name again?” I replied to grant. “Oh you mean Dr.Steven,” Grant said. In flash

Livvy also finds a red folder from a novelist's boot camp she attended before she wrote her first book. Livvy opening the folder is surprised to find Mrs. Dixon standing right in the middle of the group photo. She took the folder and put it in the purse. Livvy ran to the kitchen when she heard the gravel driveway crunch. Livvy grabbed a knife for a better weapon and tried to escape by running to the kitchen exit but it was locked from the outside. Hiding behind the couch Mrs. Dixon came in yelling “I know you're in here.” Livvy used surprise scaring Mrs. Dixon and jumping from behind the couch and pinning her to the ground she tried stabbing the knife into her shoulder but she squirmed and the knife went into her neck. Officer Ritchie called for backup and Mrs. Dixon and Livvy were taken to the hospital in an ambulance.

Former Marine sniper Scott Kramer’s job was supposed to be easy. Follow the hot computer geek who stole plans for classified weapons until she meets her buyer, then let law enforcement take over. But when Valerie becomes an assassin's target, Scott's gut says she’s innocent. Now, he must risk his life—and his heart—to keep her

SWOOSH a flock of birds pass by and as their plumage fall to the ground he see’s in the distance a car with someone being eaten. He says to himself “Huh, wow we are such a delicacy to the hungry scavengers”. He turns down an alley way to spot a vulnerable survivor. He ran to help her and when he got there….. she stood up and wasn’t hurt at all. “Hey you know how to use a gun?”,she said. “Yeah”,Claptrap says in a confident voice. She tosses him a small handgun with three bullets. “Is that enough to kill these mythical bastards?” She said in a western accent. “By the way what's your name?“, Claptrap asks. “It’s Jamerā. Authentic. No other name like it.” “Cool, “NOW LET'S START KILL’IN”, said

They dance across his face until her eyes finally flutter open. She stretches and slowly gets up to go prepare some breakfast. Ever since Jasper began staying in her guest room, she thought it was appropriate to make breakfast every morning for them. As she passed Jaspers room, she peaked in, then stopped dead in her tracks. He was still gone. She quickly walked downstairs and scanned the entire house. No Jasper. In a bit of a panic now, she was brought back to reality by a knock on the door. She ran to open it. “Jasp-,” she was silenced almost immediately. This wasn’t Jasper, it was a police officer. “Hello, are you miss Rosa Bud?” “Yes, that’s me,” Rosa stated. “I’m very sorry to inform you that your friend John Jasper, is dead.” Rosa stared. “He’s what?” “He and another man got into quite a fight last night” “Do you happen to know the other mans name?” Rosa managed to get out. “His name was Neville Landless, I must go now though, I’m sorry about your loss,” the officer said, tipped his hat, and left without another

Right then, the striking realization took me that he wanted the cops to come, he wanted to get caught and he wanted to die. And Dallas Winston always got what he wanted; Except this time. Just then, a familiar voice shouted something from the other side of the street, clearly out of breath and worried. “Darry...? Steve...?” Dally exclaimed bewildered, whipping his head around as he saw the whole gang appear. “I didn't even call you guys yet..” He whispered. “What’re you guys doing here?”

A gloved hand shut the stereo off upon hearing the news, “Dang cops!” The red eye heroine said aloud sitting on the edge of the five story apartment. “I gotta do EVERYTHING!” Growling in frustration, she threw the stereo behind her as she stood up and jumped off the edge with a loud… THUD! The mad heroine screamed into the empty air, “I’M GONNA SAVE YOU PEOPLE!” Then, she took off in a sprint, running out of Poorville South, non-stop, hoping to take part is the action… 10 miles

“I got to make a phone call!” He told Chase, and he hung up the office phone. He was worried. He dialed Deloris mother’s number and peeped over his shoulder at Otis, who had followed him all the way back to the office. “You aren’t going to believe this!” he told Otis.

“Midnight and Barry! I'm so glad that you both agreed to join in my research,” Professor Rowan said, clearly pleased. He turned towards me and stated, “I know that you're journeying to train up a team, after all, you're going to be working with Riley, perilous job, but I’m glad that you'll also be working with me.” He stepped forward, his lab coat trailing behind him. He rolled up the sleeves of his baby blue knit sweater.

When she arrived at his apartment, it looked like a Christmas explosion, and Gwen tried not to laugh. Gwaine had strung Christmas lights across his ceiling, covering every inch, and they pulsed to the cheerful melody of Jingle Bell Rock pouring out of his speakers. He wore a black sweater with a huge white snowflake in the middle and a pair of felt deer antlers on his head. On the counter stood several bowls filled with dough.

Picture this, you’re in the middle of the forest at 3 am on halloween night, but technically it is November 1st. Your car has broken down and now you are stranded, for a while you just sit there and wait for someone to drive by. About thirty minutes later you remember that you have extra gas in the trunk of your car. You unlock the car and jog to the trunk and struggle to get it open, clank crash click, it opens. You find that the gas had a hole near the bottom of the container, goodness gracious you think to yourself. All of a sudden you feel a strange presence as if you weren’t alone.

“So are we still doing this tomorrow ot sunrise”?Garnet whispered over my shoulder.”Yes, now stop bothering me about it.”I said as she roughly shoved Garnet towards the Town square. We are orphans and thieves and we pick pockets. They call us scum, rubbish, and menaces to society but this is what we have to do to survive. We make our way through the crowd grabbing watches, money, and anything we think is worth something. When we get to the fountain in the middle of the square I scan the crowd for a familiar patch of red hair. Her red locks shine as Jane makes threads her way through the morning crowd. “Why di-” I start as she grabs my wrist with an iron grip and yanks me to the alleyway between the supply store and the inn. “Shhh!” she whisper yells as she spits in my face. She drags me into one of our secret passages and turns to face me. I gaze back the way we came as a dozen guards trotted past and Garnet slips into the alleyway opposite of us. “You're welcome!”Jane hisses at me. I grunt back at her as I scratch the scar on my wrist. The scar was given to me by an officer. It was supposed to remind me never to steal but it only ever reminds me never to get caught. “How much did you get today?” jane questioned looking at my pockets. “Not much”.I say but she’s known me too long and she knows i’m lying. I sigh and roll my eyes.”Enough! Okay, I got enough.Geez.” I say as she looks me up and down. “Good” she says as she turns to head down the tunnel. I follow her down to the