It was time. He was ready.
There went letter Y. Oh, now it was so close. She would have her way, and kill.
The businessman scrambled onto the floor, breathing heavy as the psychotic woman neared him. He whined and pulled himself away from her, try in any way to get out of this woman's sights. Her range of attack, so painful were any cuts and dug in blades that touched skin.
Quickly did she strike, a bullet to the thigh and already blood splattered onto the floor. His scream echoed the halls of his mansion home. "Tony Moony, it's finally your time." She spoke, holding the gun like it was a common everyday item.
"This was a private meeting! How did you find us? Who are you? How do you know who I am?" Tony yelled, clutching his wound, tears forming as pain manufactured emotion.
"Lucy Baker. Red eyed death to anyone I choose. Summat tells me you're trying to delay t'inevitable." Without warning or another response from the fat man, the brunette pulled the trigger, bullet landing right in the heart.
It was time, his fateful moment, at thing he could not stop.
With ease, she swapped her gun for her ax and quickly she made the kill final, slamming it right into his skull. Silenced and done. Lucy, still holding the handle of her weapon, dragged Tony's bleeding and lifeless body to the next room, the rich man's apparent at home office. She wanted his body on his chair, but she got a bit of a surprise when she turned it around.
Alfendi cringed as he saw the body. "Lucy. I see you've taken care of the final victim." He stated nonchalantly as she took a step back.
It was time. And I'm scared.
"You've found me." Lucy chimed with a mad smile.
"It wasn't that difficult." He replied, feeling the edges of his control falter slightly at the look she gave. Craziness, a wild killer who knew something greater and had just gotten exactly what she wanted. He made a mistake? Alfendi Layton never made a mistake. "I found your message before you could even finish writing it." He stood up and pulled out his handcuffs. "And now I get to take you 'home'. Don't bother running. This place completely surrounded." Finally, he saw her smile fade into anger.
It was time. And I'm scared too.
The rage didn't last a second. Lucy cackled and dropped the as and body. It was all according to her plan, just going quicker and easier than expected. She no longer had to wait.
It was time!
"What's so funny?" He snapped.
Lucy continued her mischievous snickers, then when he finally had his guard down, she struck, pinning him onto the wall and cuffing his wrist to a cabinet handle. "Funny? It's funny that you think you'll win. Do you know why? 'Cause I know you, Alfendi Layton. You're not meant to be not' side of 'eros, babysitting a lass that doesn't even 'elp you. You'd be better off doing summat you know best. Murder."
A grunt as he was impacted and he couldn't help but berate himself for not reacting quick enough. He searched his pockets for the key. Where was the key?
"Oh?" Lucy held up a small silver key, "Looking for this? Well you won't be needing it at the moment, cause I 'ave a little summat to propose." She sat down on the desk and relaxed as he struggled to get out. She giggled again then tilted her head. "Why don't you join me, Layton? We would make a great team, you and I, and we could do wotever we want. You wouldn't 'ave to keep wasting away with those clowns at the Yard. You know you're greater than wot they allow you to be."
As if. He would never be like her. Alfendi wasn't one for petty murder or any murder in general. Another part of him, he agreed with Lucy and wanted to hear more, more of his freedoms. This side of him slowly bled into his brain and he kept his gaze on her, interested now more than ever. He didn't need to keep fighting, did he? "I am, aren't I?"
Lucy grinned, seeing the devilish gleam in his eyes. Jumping up to stand on the desk, she whispered, "Yes, you are. You'd be having fun and you wouldn't have to worry about a thing." She got off and grabbed the chain of the cuffs. "It's time to play, Alfendi Layton."