It was a slow night. She stood there against a wall, all by her lonesome. She was thinking about quite a bit but was trying not to worry herself with the pressing issue of her almost certain death. She tried to shrug it off as she pulled away from the cold brick and began walking towards a fire escape. She was silent as she jaunted up the fire escape, she mounted the top of the building. She walked to the center of the roof, and looked up to the sky.

If there was a god, she wished that he would show himself to her now, but instead of god, she found him...

"Well hello again..." his voice smothered her senses.

She turned and looked, Red Mist was just feet behind her. She was nervous in his presence but she learned her lesson before, she refused to let him get to her like he had weeks ago.

"What the fuck do you want?" she asked, her voice harsh, unforgiving.

"You..." he said as he closed the gap between them.

She withdrew two throwing knifes, holding them defensively. Her eyes cut through him, but he loved it. She was hard to get, that got him off. He walked to her, keeping his cool. No more than a foot was between them now. He looked into her pale, lifeless eyes. They were tortured. It was enough to make him want to walk away, but he held hope.

"I'm not going to hurt you, I just...want you..." he said as he reached his hands out for her.

She stabbed him in the hand with one, and sliced his shoulder open with the other.

The perfect silver blades dripped with his blood. He looked up to her with nothing but lust in his vision. His eyes scanned the blades had names engraved in them, he counted seven blades in total. He laughed to himself in realization.

"Tell me, Snow White, what names are engraved on your throwing knifes?" he said

she looked at him, skepticism in her face.

"You already know..." she said as she pointed the bloody blade to his face.

Sleepy.

That was the name on the blade.

"Your seven dwarfs I'm guessing?" he said as he pointed to the holster.

"You aren't as dumb as you look..." she said laughing.

"Yea, I know..." he said, keeping his distance this time.

"I'm kind of a Grimm's fairytale fan-girl, Snow White dodged a lot of shit along the way, and in the end she got her happy ending...every girl wants that..."

"But most girls will get that...and you...won't, you won't get a happy ending will you?" he asked as if he knew.

She looked down, smiling under her mask, she looked back up to him. That white mask skewed her face, he wanted to look beneath it. He wanted to look beneath the thin paper, beneath the blood stains, he wanted to see her. He smiled.

"No I wont get my happy ending, but that's fine with me...my ending will come swiftly..." she concluded as she began to walk off.

The cool air felt good against his wounds, he smiled as he walked away, in the opposite direction.

Kick Ass had made up his mind hours ago that he wasn't going out tonight, but a familiar knock on his window changed his mind. He looked over to see a purple wig and black mask against the black night sky. He smiled and walked to the window.

"Hey, come on in..." he said as the young girl dismounted into the dirty carpet.

"Whats with you? I haven't seen you out recently, shit its almost eleven, and you are still here?" the girl asked.

"Well I'm so sorry that I can't keep up with you, the all mighty and powerful Hit Girl..." he joked around with her, she laughed and walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of Jack.

She tossed him the bottle, "Here drown your sorrows in this like normal people do..." she said as she walked into his room.

He laughed at her little joke with the bottle. She came walking out with his costume.

"Put this piece of shit on, we are going out tonight...I've heard rumors of a new one out there...she calls her self Snow White apparently..." Hit Girl said to him.

"I've met her..." he said, almost boasting.

"What?" her girl replied.

He looked back and smiled as he walked to his room and closed the door. Mindy made her way to his bed room door, talking through it as he got dressed.

"Well do you know where to find her?" Hit Girl asked.

"As a matter of fact...I do..." he said emerging from his room. The wet suit clung to his body. Mindy was pleased.

"Well lets get a fucking move on then..." her voice hung in the air as she ran to the window, swan diving out of it.

Kick ass followed.