Having no idea where you were going was hard. Having no one to go along with you is harder. Watching the people you love die had to be the hardest thing she had ever done though.
Now she just walked. No real destination. Just out of here.
She stopped mid stride. Her shoulder length raven black hair twisting with the wind and the dirt that was always floating in the air. "Can I help you gentlemen?" she asked, still not turned around.
The four men looked at each other, getting an unsettling feeling. The largest one took a step forward toward the petite girl and reached for the gun sitting in its hilt on his belt.
"Yeah, you can help. If you're smart, you'll just hand us all of the supplies you have with you. Then maybe we'll leave you be." He said with a confident grin on his face.
They heard the girl bark out a laugh. "Is that so? Just maybe?"
The grin got bigger on the man's face. "Well you see we have more men out east. We get lonely with not women around. It'd be nice to get some stress out. You seem to fit the ticket just right, baby. So come with us without a struggle and we'll make it nice." The girl heard the other men chuckle behind their patronizing leader. "If not, then you're in some trouble Hun."
The dark haired beauty still didn't turn around. Not even when she felt the cold metal of the pistol on her back. She just reached into her pocket. The man saw this and jumped back, waiting to see a gun or a knife appear in her had. Instead it was just a black hair tie.
She tied up her straight hair, her bangs on her face, but out of her eyes.
"Hey girlie, what are you doing?" One of the henchmen asked.
"I can't see right when my hair is in my face." Came the muttered reply.
She swung around suddenly. There were four bullet shots, with barely any time between them, followed by three thuds. Before the leader of the men could even reach for his gun, he was lost in a cloud of dust. He suddenly almost collapsed when he felt something heavy on his shoulders, and he couldn't breathe. The innocent looking girl was now sitting on his shoulders, legs wrapped around his neck, pulling his hair so that his head was looking up, staring at her face, which had a creepy smile on it. But what caught his attention the most was the cold metal of a knife at his throat.
"Now. I want the names of who your leaders." She said with a hard tone to her voice.
"I—I don't know the names!" He stammered, trying not to look into her eyes, but couldn't seem to look away from the violet orbs.
"Well, I think you better start thinking harder." She said, pushing the knife closer to his throat.
"I'm not lying!" He screamed "One of them is short with purple hair, and the other has long black hair!"
The dark headed girl sighed. Another bust. "Well you're no help." She stated, and emotionlessly sliced his throat open and jumped down off of his shoulders.
The dust was clearing and the wind was picking up. The beautiful and cold hearted girl pulled the bandana that was on her neck up to cover her mouth, so she wouldn't breath in the dust that was still clouding the air. Her gun was held loosely in her hand, a long white ribbon fluttering in the wind, attached on the handle of her gun accompanied by the engravement of the name 'Sode no Shirayuki', and her knife was back in her boot.
She walked away from the four bodies without looking back.