Five men surrounded me. Even without a weapon, I can take them.
"C'mon bitch, gimme one reason why I shouldn't blast you!?" The man in front of me glared, though he wasn't much of a man. I glared back.
Then I started to SMILE."
"What?!" The man with the gun to my head asked, wondering how anyone could smile in a shit situation like this.
I put my hands up, and slowly went to the ground. The guys surrounding me looked confused. I picked up a toy dart gun. The men laughed.
"What're you gonna do with that, huh chica?" I smiled again.
"I… am going to KILL you." I replied quaintly. They all laughed.
The man in front of me, holding the gun to my head, looked at his friends.
"Eh, man, is she loco?"
"If I'm crazy, can I have one SHOT?" they all laughed again.
"Ha! Why not baby, go ahead." He smiled. I pulled back the hammer and fired.
The gun to my head fell backwards. The foam dart bounced off of his chest, but there was a hole where it had hit. He was BLEEDING.
The other four guys dropped down in fear and stared at their friend's chest. One of them looked up at me.
"You're a psychopath!"
My name is CROSS. And I am an assassin.