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I know not profit from doing what I love. That's the US for you eh?



A/N its only rated PG-13 because of the "language" other wise I think its okay.

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The man watched as the life was seeping out of Kathryn's veins. Kathryn closed her eyes and gasped for breath "Is this how I'm going to die?" she asked.

"Come on Kathryn, your stronger than that. But if you feel that way last words would be appropriate." She nodded. With that she raised her hand and opened her mouth. With that, all of her fingers dropped except for her middle one. She flicked him off.

"Go to hell you son of a bitch." The man cocked his head smirked

"Creative today aren't we Kathryn?" he walked around her body mocking the fact that she was incapable of standing.

"Everyday." She answered. Somehow, Kathryn always had the time for sarcasm.

"You know Kathryn, sarcasm won't get you anywhere."

"At least I'll die with dignity you asshole." The man shook his head.

"Ta ta ta" he said by sucking his teeth.

"Kathryn you know how I feel about your new vocabulary." With that he ran toward her and kicked. There was a sharp screech of pain coming from Kathryn's half. The main started to laugh uncontrollably. he kneeled and whispered into her ear.

"Think I cracked a rib?" Kathryn slowly turned to face him. He asked her another question

"Does it hurt?"

"Does this?" She whispered. With what little energy she had left she extended her left foot and kicked him in the groin. Kathryn watched the man fall and made sure he was down.

"See you in hell"

"Crawl dammit crawl." She mumbled to her self. She grimaced as she heard and felt her two broken ribs scuffing her insides. She let out a scream but she never stopped crawling.

"Keep going Kath" she stopped and attempted to stand. If only she had something to hold on to it would be easer but where ever the hell she was there was nothing for miles. Some field in the middle of no-man's-land. If only she knew the location. Thinking about where she was, helped keep her mind off the pain. Finally, she managed to stand.

"Left foot, right foot." She was interrupted by a sound behind her. As she turned, she saw the man in the black coat he had finally taken off his mask. Even with all the blood on his face she managed to make out who it was.

"No, no not you." She tried to break in to a run but he managed to grab her leg. She kicked trying to get it lose. She was successful but she was in even more pain. She just stood there and looked at the body on the floor. She was in shock. She watched and he placed his hands on the ground to try to help himself stand.

"Why you? Why you?" The man picked up the nearest rock. She slowly started walking backwards. She started to tear. "No, no, no, no, no." the man nodded "

Yes Kathryn yes."

"No, No. Why are you doing this …" before Kathryn could finished her sentence he hit her in the head with the rock.

"Just because I can." He looked down at her and spit. It was all perfect he thought wasn't it?