The Realization

Zed shook his head. "Damn kids." He said, giggling. Mordecai was an important figure in Danielle's life now, a boyfriend, or a friend, or something. No boy ever liked her, so she took her anger out on bandits. 'First gun at six,' she thought.

Mordecai lowered his hands to Danielle's waist as she raises her arms around his neck. Suddenly, a gunshot emit from Zed. "Bandit!" He said full of himself, as he walked back in his little garage. Danielle pulled away to look at the stuff by her feet. Mordecai looked over too. "Brain matter," Danielle said. Mordecai scratched the back of his head. "Romantic," he joked. "Well, it's pandora. What better is it gonna get?" She giggled. Mordecai surprised Danielle by grabbing her by her waist, and kissing her once more.

Danielle stomach tingled. She never had any close relationship before. Her parents abandoned her as soon as she could walk, and she always tried to kill the woman who ran the orphanage. Boys hated her, and girls hated her even more. But Mordecai was the first to not hate her. And even if he did, he sure had a way of hiding it. That was enough for her.

Danielle removed her lips from his, and picked her gun up. She ran off into the sand nowhere, winked and turned back around to where she was headed. Mordecai picked his rifle up and started after her. "Stupid kid."

Mordecai caught up to her, but she ran faster when she noticed him. She was playing her typical childish games with him, which for whatever reason Mordecai liked about her. She was a child at heart, loving to pull pranks and practical jokes. But, she was mature in ways.

Danielle let Mordecai get in front of her, then she jumped on his back. It startled Mordecai, but just when he was about to ask her what she was doing, she shot a bandit between the eyes with her pistol. "Got him," she giggled. "Where there's one bandit, there's more. And midgets. God I hate midgets." Mordecai said and ran faster toward the bandit base.

A bullet rushed past, slicing Mordecai's pant leg. "Lucky dodge," Danielle said rolling her eyes.

When Danielle and Mordecai made it back to their motel room, Danielle ran into the bathroom and shut the door. She rubbed her face clean with water, then sat on the floor. She hit her head on the wall, and took a deep breath. "Ugh, how do I do this..." She sighed.

Outside the door, Mordecai was sniping the below bandits that were trying to get in the building. "Babe, you need to hurry up in there and help me!" He yelled out to Danielle. "Um, o-ok Mordecai I'll b-be right out.." Mordecai heard her stuttering, shut the window and knocked on the bathroom door. "Are you okay in there Danielle?"

Danielle stumbled to her feet. She dropped the blade and blocked the door with he back. "D-don't come in here, Mordecai!"I-I'm busy!" She yelled, rubbing the blood away from her arm. She was using her knife to cut her arm.

"Danielle, you're scaring me. WHAT are you doing?!" Mordecai yelled, pulling the doorknob. She pushed it was a bad idea, because her blood dripped and rolled down the door and under it, to form a puddle for Mordecai. He knew what it was. "Danielle open the door!" He yelled, obviously agitated and worried. More blood poured out from under the door. "DANIELLE! NOW!"

Danielle had tears rolling down her face and blood streaming down her arm. "Mordecai..please don't come in here..."

Mordecai had enough and he was elbowing the door, and it shook the room. The blade fell off the counter, and when it hit the ground, Mordecai got even more worried. He hit down the door, and Danielle was on the floor with a large wound on her arm. "Danielle, what the hell happened in here?!" He questioned. He sat beside her, holding her arm and wrapping it in the bandage that was in the medicine cabinet. A tear rolled off her cheek and onto Mordecai's hand. "I did it to myself because of the stress." She said, ashamed.

"What stress?" Mordecai said looking up at her face. Danielle walked into the other room and stood by the bed. "I'm tired of living in a world where everyday I wonder how many people I'll kill, or if you'll die, or if ill get killed! Do you see my pain?! My stress? I can't take it anymore. I'm gonna go take a walk. Don't follow me under any circumstances."

Mordecai felt an urge to run after her, as if something bad might happen. He couldn't fight the urge. He shot downstairs, after Danielle. After all, he loved her. And had a strong worry of her. She was just too strange to keep track of. Her type was unique and interesting.

Danielle scratched at the scab her cuts created. She wasn't keeping a look out for bandits like she normally would, she just walked by trying to relax herself. "I need to fucking chill.." She told herself over and over. After all, she did just throw a hissy fit for no reason. Danielle scanned the surrounded area, not seeing much because of the darkness of night. A chill ran up her spine all of a sudden; she sensed someone. "Danielle! Stop!" Mordecai yelled from behind her. She jumped. "I told you not to follow me," she grumbled. Her eyes were almost red. Evil. Mordecai stopped in his tracks.

"Get them!" A voice screamed. People were trying to kill them. Not bandits. Bigger than bandits. Guns shot in Mordecai and Danielle's direction. Neither one of them brought weapons of their own. They were defenseless against these monsters. Blood spurted out of Danielle's cuts; a bullet scraped it open. Mordecai was shielding his face with his arms, trying to make sure he wasn't headshot. The moment Danielle stepped into help Mordecai, the people rushed away. She was confused. "What the hell?!" She screamed, baring her teeth and clenching her fists tighter. "They're scared of you."

I won't be posting as close together as I normally do, cause you know. School. But I will keeping coming up with ideas for you guys!