The Vigilante

Five men ushered a drunk teenage girl into a dark alley with coos of something awesome and intentions of violating evil. Nie could practically smell the deviance on them as they passed her exiting a night-club back door. She watched them with calculating black eyes and licked her scarred mouth in consideration as they disappeared behind the bulge of a rusty dumpster.

Her approach was as quiet as the sudden fight on the other side of it seemed loud. Muffled cries of a female were heard over the gruff insistence of the men and the distinct sound of tearing cloth.

When Nie rounded the dumpster all five men craned their necks to look at her and the closest one to her was immediately trapped in a headlock before she forced his head the rest of the way around. In seconds the other four men abandoned their target to attack the woman intervening on their fun.

It was over in four blinks of the eye and a few bellows of total agony amid the brief bone-breaking onslaught the men endured at the hands of the vivacious vixen.

"Thank you.." The teen mumbled through a busted lip, looking hopefully and gratefully up at the woman who'd just saved her. "Can you give me a ride home?"

"No." Nie said plainly as she glanced at the bodies and turned back down the alley the way she'd come.

"Wait! You're just going to leave me here?!" The teen asked pleadingly.

"The world is full of corruption thick as coagulated blood in a rotting corpse. I'm a blood thinner, a killer who aims her talents at the worst scum there is to offer-- sure... doesn't mean I'm one of the good guys though." Nie quipped over her shoulder with a morbid smirk and a slow stroll out of the mouth of the alley.

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