Your eyes strained upwards, catching a spark of evil beyond belief that tryed to hide behind shining hazel eyes. A grin crossed the girl's face as she looked at you, her head tilted only slightly.
"Ah... it's the new guy. Welcome to our town, I hope its a living hell." Her raven black hair moved un-naturally slow in the wind, it softly stroked her legs like a caring mother. "I'm Lucy, and you're a toy so get used to it!"
Your eyes barely kept up with her hand as she back-handed a sky scraper. Masses of people fell from the windows in a hopeless effort to escape. Only two people survived, you watched them scream as Lucy finished them off.
"Run and you'll die, stay and i'll give you a tour." Lucy boomed, flexing her toes as she looked at you from over her shoulder. Her ravin black hair settled back in place.
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