KILL BILL 3: X5- 549 and Pyra
HELLO. THIS IS OUR FIRST JOINT FANFICTION, THAT WE ARE POSTING. THIS FANFICTION WILL BE ABOUT BLACK MAMBA AND HER DAUGHTER ALONG WITH VERNITA GREEN'S DAUGHTER, NIKKIE. WE HOPE YOU ENJOY AND ALWAYS REMEMBER TO READ AND REVIEW.
DISCLAIMER: WE OWN KILL BILL, HE HIS OURS, MUWAHAHAHAHA. NO JUST KIDDING, WE DON'T. WE OUR JUST LIKE SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO TOTALLY OBSESSED, LIKE OKAY, (FLIPS BLONDE CHEERLEADERISH HAIR, WHILE BLOWING A BIG PINK BUBBLE, THEN GIGGLING ONCE IT POPS) SO I HOPE YOU LIKE IT AND REMEMBER, BLONDES LIKE TOTALLY KISS ASS.
SUMMARY: AFTER KILLING BILL, BEATRIX TAKES HER DAUGHTER TO LIVE WITH HER FAR AWAY IN LONDON, FOR FIVE YEARS, THEY LIVE IN PEACE. THEN ONE DAY THERE LIVES GET INTERUPTED BY THEIR PAST.
Chapter 1:
In a small city, sitting on the outskirts of London, lived a two person family. This family which, seemed like your normal ever day kind, was not. And if by chance you thought this, you are horribly mistaken.The mother who stands at six feet and one inch, with blonde hair and blue eyes, is a retired member of the Viper Assination Squad. Her daughter, only ten years old, while still young has seen plenty in her younglife. While not training to be a killer, like her mother, she still has learned plenty, while studying during home school. Languagesbeing her specialty. But little did they know that today, of all days was a day that they would never forget.
On this brisk London morning, we find the retired asassin fixing a hot plate of pancakes in the kitchen.
"Kiddo! Move your butt, breakfast is getting cold."
A small, but firm voice answered, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'll be right down. Hold your horses."
As the mother was about to reply, "Well hurry your stubborn ass up, and answer the door while you're at it!" she said while ignoring the constant ringing of her doorbell.
"Fine," the young girl replied.
As she made her way down the stairs, she contemplated who the hell would knock on their door at such an ungodly hour. With the knob turning turning and the door opening, she spotted a girl about the same age as her, standing with a suitcase in her hand.
"Are you okay? Come on in."
"Ummm, I'm sorry to interupt, but is this thehouse of Beatrix Kiddo?"
"Yes, it is. Thats my mom. Why?"
"I just need to talk to her. After what she did to me, that is the least she could do."
A frown came upon the young white girls lips.
"What do you mean. She didn't do anything to you."
"Oh yeah. Five years ago, she came to my house, and killed my mother right in front of my eyes. Then walked out."
"She would never. Get out. GET THE FUCK OUT NOW."
She pushed the girl out of the house, and was about to slam the door when her mother made an entrance.
"B.B, what the hell is going on?"
"This person, claims that you killed her mother five years ago, I told her to get out. There is no way that you would kill a mom."
But with a look at her mothers face, her face turned from anger to surprise within a second.
"Did you?"
"Let her in B.B."
"But mom..."
"No buts, let her in, then go up to your room."
"But..."
"No, go now."
The young girl looked at her moms face, and knew it was one of the things that she should not push. She hung her head low and whispered...
"Yes ma'am."
She let the door go, and let the black girl in, then walked to her room, and shut the door. She got out her books, and started working.
SORRY ITS SO SHORT, BUT IT IS CURRENTLY 2:27 AM, AND WAY TO EARLY TO TYPE ANYMORE. IF YOU WOULD READ AND REVIEW IT WOULD BE MOST APPRECIATED. THANKS AND WE WILL SEE YOU LATER.
