Gunpowder and Lead
Summery: Terra has had with Slade treating like crap so she decides to get even. My first fic so please review! Rated T for Mild langue.
Authors note : I got bored and figured What the Heck.
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans or the song "Gunpowder and Lead". They belong to their respectful owner's, however if I owned Teen Titans There would be an unfortunate accident with the writers and a chainsaw.
Terra felt the gravel under her feet as she walked from the pawn shop.
She was carrying a plastic bag loaded with a box of 12 gauge deer slugs. She had been Slades apprentice for a week now and it was a living hell. All he had was abuse her in unspeakable ways and she was tired of it.
County road 233, under my feet
Nothing' on this white rock but little ol' me
I've got two miles till, he makes bail
And if I'm right we're headed straight for hell
She knew she couldn't go back to the Titans so she was going to take care of it personally.
I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight, well now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
He slapped my face and he shook me like a rag doll
Don't that sound like a real man?
I'm gonna show him what little girls are made of
Gunpowder and lead
As soon as she got to the hideout she went to the armory and preceded to take a Remington M870 from the cabinet and loaded it up to the brim. Then she simply went over to the front door and pulled up a seat and waited.
Well it's half past ten, another six pack in
And I can feel the rumble like a cold black wind
He pulls in the drive, gravel flies
He don't know what's waitin' here this time
She finally heard him coming. By the sound of it he was right behind the door. As he walked in she aimed for his head and pulled the trigger, ending his miserable existence.
Hey I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight well now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
He slapped my face and he shook me like a rag doll
Don't that sound like a real man?
I'm gonna show him what little girls are made of
Gunpowder and lead
His fist is big but my gun's bigger
He'll find out when I pull the trigger
I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight well now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
He slapped my face and he shook me like a rag doll
Don't that sound like a real man?
I'm gonna show him what little girls are made of
Gunpowder and,
Gunpowder and lead
Gunpowder and lead, yeah
Hey!