Author's notes: Thank you so much everyone for the kind reviews.To hold off your waiting, here's the next chapter.

Anna's cherry red heels clicked echoes through the dark streets of the night with her skirt blowing up loosely through the cold, whispering wind. Rabid dogs and screeching cats snarled and hissed back and forth down the filthy, garbage plagued alleyways she came past. The streetlights were active and gleaming their beams on Anna's voluptuous model like figure as she made her way down the narrow sidewalk. She had been without rest or sleep throughout the course of the day. Though she was tired, her eyes and body were not going to give in to exhaustion, but it was vastly difficult to stay awake and not drift off to sleep.

She passed by broken up convenient stores with the windows shattered and broken down into several sharp pieces of glass. Bryan Fury had to have come through in order for such actions to happen, only he was capable of doing so much damage so quickly. Half the city looked like a horrific train wreck. Twisted cars, trucks, and vans were layered on top of each other in a pileup of busted machinery. Burning fires blazed across the intersections, forcing traffic to switch gears and turn around in the other direction. Those who couldn't make the effort to turn around would evacuate their vehicles and leave them behind on the road.

Finally, three yards away, Anna could see Bryan having his fun with destruction on a street up ahead. He bent the stiff metal on the road signs apart and knocked over towering telephone poles. This was now Anna's chance to attack, and gain an upper hand with a surprise blow while he wasn't taking notice to her. She readied her rocket launcher and hoisted the large weapon over her trim shoulder. The red crosshair locked onto Bryan's brawny backside as he continued to rip apart everything in sight. After the rocket launched was propped and ready to fire, Anna smiled evilly and blew a farewell kiss to her former mate.

A self propelled missile shot right out of the rocket's barrel and exploded right on contact with the designated target. A wall of smoke fogged up the area as chunks of small debris flew far and wide. Anna lowered her rocket launcher to the concrete and stood it up on its bottom. Her cackling laugh made the moment satisfyingly enjoyable, while she caressed her body in excitement.

"That ought to teach you," she giggled.

But unknown to her, the battle had just begun, for Bryan Fury threw a hurtling car straight through the fading smoke, intending to squash her. Upon seeing the vehicle spiraling through the air, Anna's eyes jumped out from her head astonishingly. Taking hold of her weapon, she rolled out of harms way and watched as the car landed right in the exact spot she was formally standing in. If she had continued to stand her ground she would have surely been crushed.

A smiling Bryan Fury emerged from the disappearing smoke, carrying a massive weapon of his own using the grip of only one hand to hold it. He didn't expect to see Anna alive and well after their last battle, but there she stood looking healthy and undamaged. She backed away cautiously and came to a pause as he approached her. The rocket she last fired was supposed to have killed him, but Bryan shook it off like it moderately fazed him. An ordinary being would have died from the explosion, but Fury of course was no ordinary being.

With the intent of killing Anna, Bryan arched his chain gun and fired a popping spray of bullets at his Irish foe. The gun kicked back violently from every shot, but Bryan managed to keep it still so it wouldn't throw him off balance. Anna ran and ducked behind a couple of wrecked cars for cover and was safe momentarily.

The loud bursting sounds of the bullets came to a cease. At the moment, the streets became eerily quiet as Anna slowly crept against the smashed vehicles. She peeked around the bumpers, taking heed of Bryan Fury's movements. All the sudden, the car she took cover behind started to rise up from the ground. She spun around to see Bryan lifting the vehicle from its bottom before tossing it aside.

Anna urgently reached for the knife strapped to her leg, but couldn't get to it in time, for Bryan Fury had grabbed her. He placed her in a crushing bear hug submission hold and started squeezing the life out of her. Anna's teeth gritted and her mouth screamed out in suffering agony.

"There's no one here to save you. There's no hero to rush to your aid in this part. This is the final chapter where it comes to a final closing and your inevitable demise comes into place," Bryan whispered.

"I'm not going to die. Not again!" Anna bellowed.

She spit a fluid of purple mist from her mouth into Bryan's eyes and blinded his vision temporarily. He rubbed his rigid hands across his face to get the substance out as he dropped hold of Anna's waist. She rolled back and grabbed the rocket launcher from the ground to set up for another shot. But surprisingly, a missile had already been fired from a descending aircraft. It collided with Bryan Fury and pushed Anna backwards from impact. She flew and crashed into a car's windshield and lost conciseness.

When she awoke hours later, her head felt like it was spinning in a constant motion. She looked around and saw herself laid up in a white hospital bed. The draping curtains obstructed her view of seeing anything else. Gazing at her body, she observed the white gown she was wearing. It was similar to her red dress, but only shorter and of a different color. Her classy shoes were gone, allowing her to only walk barefoot. The bottom of her feet and toes touched the cold tiled floor. A chill soon struck beneath her legs and made her think of only one thing, Bryan Fury.

She had to ensure he was dead and never coming back. She went through the curtains and spotted a door a few steps away. Across the hall were a dozen doors with the possibility of Bryan Fury being behind one of them, if he were to still be alive. There were no signs of people in the area, making the place very quiet. Anna paced up to the first door and turned the knob slowly. With the room encased in darkness, she flipped the switch on to activate the lights. They lit up the entire room and made the sight much clearer. Lying firmly on top of a table, she saw what looked to be a patient's body with a sheet draped over it. She took a few steps to move in closer for a better look. Her feet patting against the floor and the sound of her slow breath was the only noise filling the room. Once she was close enough, she stood over the patient and stared at them insecurely. Her hand was trembling as she reached to grab hold of the sheet and pull it off, not from fear, but from anticipation.

paigematthews1225: dude this is better than i thot it would b. keep going plz

Thunder's reply: Hey, nice to see you again. Where'd you dissapear to? Anyway, thanks for your review and I hope you like the next chapter.

FlamingFenix: 3rd chapter: Yey, we get to see the bitch Anna, I like that part of her.

Thunder's reply: Me too (wink)

FlamingFenix 2nd chapter: Ok Anna does look like a cry baby sometimes, but look at death by degrees, when the younger nina (which was however older than anna) was crying over her dead father, it was anna who soothed her. So its just I don't think Anna is that weak, but still I'd see her gulping whole barrels of alcohol just to feel better :D

Thunder's reply: I never really played Death by Degrees to know.

FlamingFenix 1st chapter: Anna Williams... I love her more than Nina I think, she's much more cool, nice beginning

Thunder's reply: Good to know, and thanks.

Breezy1028: I really enjoy this story I have no clue why nobody else reviews... well I hope that there is alot more! thank you.

Thunder's reply: In time I believe more reviews from others will come, and frankly it already has. Thank you for being my main supporter.