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Disclaimer: do not own Sc2 or Sc3, the song I'm using for this chapter called "Worry Rock" by Green Day, or any sweets/candy. Sorry.
Tira sat with her crows.
"I wonder who I'll get to kill today?" She thought. She lusted for blood to be spilled.
She was so used to killing, it became a daily routine for her. Even though she was freed from her underground Assassin organisation, she went back to her old life after a problem in a village a year ago. And she was being possessed by Soul Edge...
"Another sentimental argument,
and bitter love,
fucked without a kiss again,
dragged it through the mud.
Yelling at brick walls,
and punching windows made of stone,
the worry rock has turned to dust,
fallen on our pride.
A knocked down dragged out fight,
fat lips and open wounds,
another wasted night,
and no one will take the fall.
Where
do we go from here,
and what did you do with the
directions.
Promise me no dead end streets,
and I'll guarantee
we'll have the road.
A
knocked down dragged out fight,
fat lips and open wounds,
another
wasted night,
no one will take the fall.
Another sentimental argument and bitter love,
Fucked without a kiss
again dragged it through the mud.
where do we go from here,
and
what did you do with the directions.
promise me no dead end
streets,
And I'll guarantee we'll have the road.
And I'll
guarantee we'll have the road.
And I'll guarantee we'll have the
road.
Tira stood amongst the murdered bodies and smiled. Her hands, clothes and Ring Blade were covered with blood. Her killing hunger would be satisfied until tomorrow...