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Death's right hand  by Thelestro

“You shouldn’t have come to fight me in my own domain, little girl!” Overdose’s voice echoed through the empty warehouse.

            She walked cautiously, trying to figure out where he was.

            “You shouldn’t have tried to rape me, twice! You **** dick!” she yelled.

            Ashley was worried. She couldn’t see Overdose and that scared the **** out of her. Only one thing has happened the two times she couldn’t see him right away.

He was a seven foot tall, drug addicted, behemoth, with the insane urge to rape women, not the kind of person you wanted to be incognito.

“In case you forgot, the only reason I was unsuccessful both times was because your annoying hero boyfriend showed up!” He said with a disgusting sort of laugh.

A shadow ran past her. She turned, but it was already gone.

“So?”

“So, I noticed when you walked in here, there was no Power Rush accompanying you, meaning you don’t have your boyfriend to protect you this time.”

            Ashley was getting pissed at Overdose’s presumptions.

            “If you’re so sure of yourself, why don’t you come out in the open and stop playing the evil in the shadows routine.”           

             Overdose jumped behind her, she turned to face him, made a fist with her right, and engulfed it in flame.

            He just stood, arms crossed, smiling.

            “You plan on using your little parlor trick to stop me, Overdose, the drug king of the city?’ Overdose sneered, pulled out a bag of powder, sniffed it, and activated his power.

            “So I guess it‘s time to finish what I started that one night in the back alley.”

            He went to unzip his pants.

            Ashley let the flame consume her body.

            “The parlor trick upgraded to a David Blaine special.”  She said with a grin as she delivered a lower temp fireball at his gut.

            He grunted and fell to the ground. She walked over to him. He stunned her by grabbing her fiery leg, picking her up in the air, and smashing her to the ground.

            She increased the amount of pyrogen exiting her pores, making her even hotter, too hot for even the most drugged out of men.

            A very loud painful roar was all Overdose managed to say.

            They both took a moment to collect themselves and then squared back off.

            Ashley looked deep into the monstrous eyes of Overdose and in the most fearless and serious manner possible said her last word to him, “I’m going to kill you.”

 

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Date created: Jan. 5, 2008
Date published: Jan. 5, 2008
Comments: 1
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Word Count: 1310
Times Read: 296
Story Length: 2
Children Rank: 3.6/5.0 (2 votes)