CENDRILLON
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The blue-haired girl was walking down dim-lit streets. It was wet on the sidewalk but she kept a smile on her face. She wore, what she classified as, one of her nicer dresses along with her small matching shall to give her the extra warmth on the fresh night. The streets were pretty inhabited with people for it being late in the evening. It wasn't quite nightfall but the sky was dark with only stars and the round moon was shining in the black above.
Alleys weren't lit at all; they were dark, black even. No one would be able to see what was lurking in the shadows. As a matter of fact, the only thing shining was Etoranze's eyes. They were shining with evil and content. He wanted the Prince dead and done. All he needed to do was find the perfect person to manipulate. Someone who looks weak and would do anything when threatened…
Then there was a woman coming. She had two long ponytails, each on the side of her head. Her hair was blue and she was wearing a dress that was a little under casual. She seemed happy… and weak. He backed away from the mouth of the alley where he saw normal passer-by that he didn't bother to think of. Then, the blue girl came into view and, like a sly fox, stealthily walked up to the mouth, grabbed the woman's arm and pulled her into the shadows of his hiding place.
The woman screamed as she got pulled but Etoranze put a hand over her mouth to mute it. She struggled to get out of the grasp of this stranger but he was too strong. Based on what was happening, she wouldn't dare scream for someone to come to her aid. Who knows what this man was capable of?
"W-what do you want?" the woman asked quietly. She was shaking greatly and the stranger probably knew because of him holding her.
"Do you promise to not run away? I have a gun so I suggest you don't," Etoranze said hard.
The woman hesitated before she answered and realized his words, he had a gun and he can shoot her at any time he wanted.
"I promise I won't. Can… can you answer my question?" she asked terrified that he would get angered because she was the one who asked the question. Etoranze let go of her and she faced him.
Etoranze hesitated then answered, "Kill the Prince." The woman's eyes widened with fear.
"Kill someone…?" She said saying her thought aloud.
"Yes. Kill him."
"How? I would not be able to sneak into the royal castle. It is too highly guarded."
"There is a ball tonight that the Prince is holding. If you can sneak into the ball, then you can find him there. Do you know how he looks?" He sounded serious about this and it was no prankster. No one would lie about a gun… maybe.
"Um… Not exactly, but I think I would be capable of determining the most high-class person in the room," the woman said in a still uneasy tone. She couldn't believe that she was going along with this scheme.
"Okay. You must make it discreet. I will give you a knife. If you don't kill him by midnight… I can find you." He quickly put the knife in her hand and he practically melted away into the shadows of the night and the woman was left alone. She quickly put the knife into an inside pocket of her shall cautiously and walked out of the alley. She took a deep breath and tried to pretend nothing had happened in the alley. That she wasn't going to become a murder by midnight…
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