As Trucy walked down the street to the grocery store she hummed happily. She was pondering on what to buy. "Hmm...should i get something microwavable or just afew things to make sandwiches? Hmm.." She continued to think until she made her way there. "Oh well guess I'll just have to pick something." With that she walked in.
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Trucy smiled as she started her walk back to the Wright Anything Agency. "I hope daddy isn't TOO hungry by now and hasn't eaten that pizza yet," she thought to herself. She giggled at the though of Pheonix eatting the pizza because the temptation was too great.
Walking back she couldn't help but begin to hum again. It was the same cheerful tune as before.
Minutes later she stopped. She started becoming paranoid and looked around her and surveyed her surroundings. Nothing. "C'mon Truce stop worrying...You're just getting paranoid 'cuz its late.."she said to herself. She couldn't help but look around again before she continued walking.
This time she was sure she wasn't just being paranoid because she heard footsteps. She kept walking but pretended to look at a sign posted on a building behind her. She managed to get a glance at two large men following her and quicked her pace. She quickly noticed that they did as well. By now she has almost broken into a full run and the two men are doing the same and were quickly catching up to her. Trucy was now fully running and panic is racing through her mind as she tries to remember if there's a shortcut somewhere. "Wait there is one!" She turned left and dashed into an alley and kept running through the maze of walls with the two mean hot on her tail.
Panic raced through Trucy's mind as she desperatly tried to remember a way out of the maze of alleys. Through it all she hasn't been paying attention to everything bellow her and tripped over a fallen trash can, spilling the groceries in the process. She quickly got up and continued running before the two goons could catch up.
Trucy skidded to a halt and stared at the wall infront of her. "A dead end!?" She quickly turned to run but it was to late. The two goons had her cornered. One of the men stepped towards her and grabbed her by her throat tightly. "Enough running. Time to end this and collect our payment." The man smirked as did the other. "A hit!?" though Trucy. "Who would put out a hit for me!?"
The man who held Trucy threw her against the nearest wall. She tried again to look for a way to escape then saw the street. She quickly got up and made a mad dash for the road. The two goons stayed where they were and only smirked and one of them said, "Now."
Trucy stood in the middle of the street with her hand on her knees and is breathing heavily as she tries to catch her breath. She suddenly hears the loud screeching of tires and looks to the left and sees a car rounding the corner sharply. She goes to move out of the way but the familiar face of the driver causes her to freeze up. When she goes to run again its too late. The car hits her dead on in the torso and it sends her flying atleast 20 feet down the street. Miraculously alive and bleeding from the head, Trucy tries to stand but only manages to get on her knees before the car strikes her again. The last thing she saw was the car stopping to let the two goons in then it sped off again.
