Disclaimer: Dark Angel does not belong to me, and while I wish I were making money off of this, I'm not. So please don't sue me.
Only Human
Before I can pull the trigger, a voice interrupts me.
"Don't move. Put it on the floor."
I glance at the newcomer before obeying. Most of her face is hidden by the ridiculous hood she's wearing, but the look of determination on her face is uncannily like 452's. Which automatically says she's going to be a problem. I have no clue who she is, and I don't really care. She's cute, though. And she's pointing a gun at me like she knows how to use it. But that's not that big a deal 'cuz she's only human, and she doesn't know what I am or what I can do. Ah, well. Sucks for her.
Before she realizes what's going on, I get the drop on her. Surprise, surprise. "Fine, have it your way," I tell her, allowing myself a small smile at her rather obvious shock. "I was just going to put him out of his misery."
Since she isn't saying anything, I examine her gun. Top of the line, which surprises me. I didn't think you could get any decent equipment on the outside. "Nice piece."
She doesn't say anything, just looks at me.
So I leave. Mission accomplished.