Discalaimer : Dont own sailor moon (Darn)
Partners In Crime
Serena leaned against the brick wall of the dirty side street. Thugs, pimps, and hookers walking the street, as illegal drugs filled the air. Serena took a puff of her cigarette before smashing it onto the ground with her foot. She made her way down the street as men eyed her small and tiny figure. Her blonde hair and hips swayed side to side with each step she took. She could feel her gun heavy on her side.
She was undercover and was ready to bust a major drug dealer that was wanted in several states for murder of several people and even bank robberies in which he had also shed blood. But Serena wasn't scared of men like this. It was a normal activity to bust the bad guys for her. No matter how big or how tuff they were on the outside, Serena was always just one step ahead of the game. She had mastered self defense, going to her sparing classes every week and of course fighting with her older brother helped a lot too.
Still the 23 year old women walked down the street, cool, calm, and collected, as if she was going to the park and not about to bust a criminal wanted in half of the United States. She made her way inside the dirty building that smelled of crack, cocaine, and heroine. Serena hated taking these kind of cases. The kind where she had to be in the dirty spots of town. Her body cringed as she thought to her self at what a long shower she would take when she got home. She looked around the dirty building of trashed news papers and dirty old tiled floor. There was her back up partner Andrew sitting in the corner looking like some hard guy who belonged in a gang.
She looked at him as she looked at the apartment building number on the door. 223, this was it. She took out her gun from her side holding it up like a pro. She nodded at Andrew as he nodded back with his black shades on covering his brown eyes from her. Serena kicked the door with her leather boots as she found the unsuspecting criminal in bed with two other women in his ratty apartment.
"Freeze" Serena said pointing the gun at him as the women shot up from the bed. The man with too much grease in his hair put his hands up until he suddenly reached for his gun shooting at Serena. Lucky for Serena she dogged his bullet and took him out with her own gun.
"Andrew call for an ambulance and tell the chief that we got our guy" Serena said as Andrew pulled out his cellular. Serena looked at the man that was somewhat bleeding at the small place that she had hit. It would hold him down, no doubt about that. But just to make sure she still pointed her gun at him to make sure he wasn't moving.
"This is fucked up lady" The man shouted still holding his wound at his side.
"Yeah I know, but as my dad always said, shit happens"