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The_NewCatwoman
05-22-2001, 05:31 PM
Glass ripped at Caitlin's arm, and stomach, another hit her forehead.

Blood spilled out, sliding easily down her kevlar-slick arms.

Smiley's mouth agape, amazed at what she'd done, dropped the gun.

Caitlin turned around and looked at herself in what was left of the mirror.

Her skin had been pushed inward by the glass, making what looked like a spiderweb cut on her head.

Blood slid down her cheek, dripping onto the floor, she lost her habit of being too nice instantly.

Smiley watched as Caitlin stood, rushed forward, and shouldered her, sending her back into the wall.

Caitlin grabbed the gun, and aimed it for Smiley's heart, her ears thundered with the sound of her heartbeat.

--#--

Jason listened, ignoring the blast still echoing in his eardrums.

The gunshot, he knew she wasn't dead, he could still feel her, but they were playing with his emotions.

Playing with her life.

No more, no more people taking things away.

No more pain.

gotta go again