BANG!!

I know and I'm sorry. I honestly thought it would be easier to work on this during summer, apparently not. Oh yeah and actually I realized that this is next to last chapter. I was going to make it longer, but I didn't get the reviews I wanted. Plus the story makes more sense this way. There probably will be a sequel in which 'it' will play a more important role.

Adania looked at the house in front of her. This was it. She had thought about it, and she knew exactly what she was going to do. Now all that was left was doing it.

Adania took a step closer, then stopped. Maybe she'd wait a few more moments. NO! No more stalling it was now or never. She continued walking to the front door. Her had reached out to grab the knob. She faltered, and then with determination, she grabbed the knob and opened the door.

Todd had his head down. Johnny and Devi were looking at him. He sighed, he wasn't sure of anything anymore. Not one damn thing. His life just couldn't be simple. Nope.

He raised his head and looked at the two in front of him. Johnny was in deep thought. Devi was just standing there she kept opening her mouth like she was going to say something, but she always shut it. A noise sounded from down the hall. Everyone jumped, the silence had been so deafening that even the slightest sound sounded like a scream. Johnny got up and peeped his head out the door. A large crash sounded, and he fell to the floor. Devi shrieked as a figure entered the room. It was Adania. Fuck wouldn't she give up? Apparently not.

Adania pulled out a gun and shot Devi in the shoulder. Not a fatal wound, but it got her down.

"Hi Squeegee." She said unnervingly calm. He jumped at the sound of her voice.

"You know, I've never cared for anyone, or anything. I killed my whole family several years ago. They meant nothing. I had never considered anyone worth my affections. I never considered that there could be anyone worth my affections. It's not that people are meaningless; it's just that I was never on the same level. Different. Imagine when I saw and fell for you. You're not good-looking, and yet I couldn't help but be drawn to you. It hurts that I actually care about how something turns out. I shouldn't care, and yet I do. I have nothing now. I can't kill if I care about anything. I'm so unbalanced that it's not possible for me." Her voice was just as calm and emotionless. It was really creeping Todd out.

"So here's the predicament. All I am is an assassin. That's how I survive. I keep living and feeling happy from killing. I would really like to stay and get to know you, and all that emotional shit, but I couldn't. I would become a heap. So I'd have to kill; like I said I'm to unbalanced to learn to live another way. It's way to late. So its between who I am, and you. I will commit one last murder. And with that off my conscious, and this gun in my hand, I bid you adieu." She lifted the gun and pointed it at Todd. He squeezed his eyes shut. A few moments past before a large 'BANG' echoed through the room.

Wow. To think, one more chapter. Review, and the sequel will come quicker.