Double Life from Promises
Prologue: Greed for Money
"Let my sister go."
Her voice was steady and calm but held an underlying accent of danger threatening to break loose at a wrong move.
The robber was undaunted at the tone and instead, made him tighten his grapple around the throat of the mahogany haired teen, causing the girl to desperately gasp for breath.
"Make me!" The man snarled, raising the steel gun with his free right hand to his hostage's head.
The captive's hazel eyes grew wide with fear and dread as she realized what was happening.
A flash of horror crept into the eyes of the elder sister momentarily, but then disappeared as quickly as it came. Daringly, she cautiously took a small step forward.
"Don't come any closer!" the man warned, waving the gun madly. "If you do I'll blast her head open!"
"Masami nee-san…" the girl sobbed quietly. Her crystal tears slid off her cheek and fell absorbed onto the torn leather jacket of her captor where it left a dark stain.
"What do you want from us?" Masami asked testily. She slipped her Gucci bag off her shoulders and threw it towards the feet of the thief. She tucked a loose strand of her long, wavy, waist-length auburn hair behind her ear and waited for the man to take the bait.
"Take it and leave us."
Her eyes narrowed fiercely, a tiger ready to pounce and rip the throat of its prey without a single hint of mercy.
The grubby man's eyes darted feverishly to the bag and then back at Masami. He started to pace in place nervously as he glanced back at the bag one more time.
Finally, his greed took over.
He pushed the younger girl down onto the muddy alley pavement with haste and immediately grabbed the bag as an evil grin formed.
"Kazuko!" Masami screamed, rushing to the fallen girl and hugging her tightly. "Are you all right?"
"I…I think so," Kazuko answered timidly, rubbing her bruised neck with a trembling hand. Pure fear ran through her blood as she recalled the coolness of steel upon her head.
"You have the money so now go!" Masami voiced angrily, helping Kazuko stand up. Hatred rang from each and every echo the alley bounced back from her defiant command. A strong breeze grew, taking up her hair and blowing it madly to the side. Her beige skirt whipped madly around her ankles like angry snakes.
After a long pause, the man started to chuckle. Then increased and became and evil cackle, such that only those with pure dark hearts could ever do.
Grinning, the robber tucked the Gucci bag inside his leather jacket. He raised the gun and aimed it at the girls.
"You think I'll let you live so you can tell the police?"
And the trigger was pulled.
A/N: And that's the end of the Prologue! Please continue to Chapter 1 to see what happens. It's quite the climax, isn't it? R&R pls!