-Lilly- an entrance (539 hits)
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Submitted by allyson, bitches. (View user info) at 2006-06-18 21:42:53 EDT
Lilly stepped off the ferry that took her from what she once knew, into a familiar place. New York City. She had spent much time in the city that never sleeps years ago, and even the horrible stench of the docks made her feel at home. She glanced to her side, to her partner in crime, David. She smiled; he was her best friend, and she knew what he was thinking.
While the evening sun began to fall from its place in the sky, she smiled to no one in particular. The cover of darkness always tended in her favor, gave her the cover she usually required. While she could hide if she needed during the day, the shadows of the night would allow her to take a couple seconds more to do what was needed.
Without acknowledging the twinkle in his eye she said, "Let's do it. You know where to meet."
David nodded and began off in his own direction, towards the car lot across from the ferry. People parked cars there for their trips to and from Jersey. Hopefully the lot would have something that perked his interest.
The coy female on the other hand had already seen the piece of equipment that would suit her perfectly; a Ducati 750, underneath some errant trees at the end of the lot.
She knew how to hotwire, her days from before in NYC allowed her the know how to wire pretty much anything; bikes, cars, security alarms, even the occasional bomb. Her small fingers made quick work of pulling the casing off the ignition, and quickly stripped the wires with her knife. This knife never left her side, save for the trips that her occupation required.
As the ignition wires sparked to life, she grinned. Lilly, had it down to a science these days; the wiring of a bike looked like the turn of a key.
As she turned around, she was faced towards the security detail. A joke, really; nothing ever happened to those that stole from this lot, nor to those who "forgot" to pay their bills. The rent-a-cop eyed Lilly suspiciously, but soon turned back to his daily paper. Lilly let the engine idle for a moment more, as she scanned the area. She soon saw David in his own car, ready to roll.
Lilly nodded towards the car, and revved the engine on her new bike. She tore out from the lot, with David following close behind. She managed to make it past the gate, but David chose to pay the quick fine, instead of smashing his new car on the iron gate. Lilly began to laugh as she sped away, glancing back to see the rent-a-cop standing outside his booth, waving and shouting. Lilly would never be back to this shit hole of a parking lot, so no need to worry.
They both needed guns, but they both needed to meet up. Lilly took the long way to a quiet alley frequented by bums, and those with a death wish. David knew where she would go, as they had laid out back in his apartment in Jersey. As she dodged the cabs that threatened to take her life, her mind began to wander; back to the days when she lived in NYC, when she ran a lucrative business, and how she loved the blood on her hands.
Soon she was on Canal street, mere seconds from the alley where she would stash the bike while they continued on their night. As she turned into the cramped side street, she had to turn off the bike. Didn't want to stir the bums... yet if she did, they wouldn't wake to see the sun rise another day.
She pulled the bike into a small corner behind a dumpster, after checking that no human scum was residing in her "parking space." she began to pull some bags from the dumpster that began to afford her some cover. As she pulled the garbage from box, she placed them all around the bike, beginning to conceal the easily seen Ducati silhouette.
After two minutes of pulling bags, and placing them on the bike, she was soon pleased with the results. Nothing was seen, save for a dumpster that seemed to leak its contents onto the street behind it. She began to back out of the alley, watching where she stepped. As she turned to face the street, one face was staring at her, through a pile of boxes.
"Tough shit, for you tonight." She said, as she pulled her knife from it's holster on her side. She advanced on her prey, as a cat would a tiny mouse. The man seemed frozen in fear as she brought her face next to his. The sharp tip of the knife soon found its way to his face, as she began to play with the bum.
"Did you see anything?"
"umm... no?" stammered the bum.
"I wasn't looking for a question. I was looking for an answer. Did you see anything?"
"Ss see wh wh what?" blubbered the human rubbish.
"Thought so," stated the brunette. She brought the knife from his face, and placed it on his jugular vein, each pulse beginning to cut the flesh. He tried to pull away, while she grabbed his hair.
"You won't see anything anymore." She stated as she pulled the knife from one ear to nearly the other. As she cut through his windpipe she knew he was dead as the last breath tried to force its way out. His eyes glazed over, the lack of oxygen to his brain began to shut down the rest of his body. She pushed the near corpse over, into a pile of trash, and waited until she was sure he was dead. No loose ends, no need to talk to cops.
Sure that there was nothing else in the alley that could rat her out, she walked from the alley, stepping quickly into a shadow where the street lights failed to illuminate. As she leaned into the wall, Lilly reached into her jacket, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and a beat up Zippo. As she placed the cigarette in her mouth, she smiled. Blood was once on her hands, so to speak. She'd killed again. It was an easy kill, a pointless kill; but to her it was everything.
It was her statement to the world again, that she was back in town, and didn't take shit from anyone. She flicked the Zippo against her pant leg, and brought the spark to the cigarette. She pulled the smoke in deep, allowing it to rest inside her lungs before she expelled the acrid smoke. She knew it was a bad thing to smoke, but she didn't give a fuck. "Live now, Die later" was her motto, and it seemed to fit.
She began to wonder where David was, when soon headlights turned onto Canal street. As he pulled up to the darkened area near the alley he called out "Lil, sorry it took so fucking long. God damn traffic."
"I don't fucking care" she thought. "You're here now, and it's time to get some guns" she mumbled as she got into the new car that David had stolen.
User Reviews
Submitted by shitfuck (user info) at 2006-09-12 00:46:49 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Truly True.
Submitted by Allyson (user info) at 2006-06-19 20:25:46 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by Allyson (user info) at 2006-06-19 10:15:26 (#)
Ranking: 0
Fine... i'll give up the concept, if you give me another one.
uuh.. duh?
Submitted by inion_de_trua (user info) at 2006-06-19 14:24:28 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
if you don't want us to read it DON'T POST IT. idiot, if i read something and it sucks i'm going to tell you. cuz like um no shit that's what the point of the whole rating system is.
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-06-19 13:07:47 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Hey, cut her some slack all you douchebags, can't you see she's trying to take back Ubersite???
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2006-06-19 11:09:51 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
I didn't read it , you stupid cunt.
I just knew it fucking blew. I have an inate sense about that kind of thing.
Submitted by Allyson (user info) at 2006-06-19 10:15:26 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Fine... i'll give up the concept, if you give me another one.
otherwise, if you don't like it, DONT READ IT.
Submitted by inion_de_trua (user info) at 2006-06-19 10:14:31 EDT (#)
Ranking: -1
better than the last one but seriously hun, give up on this concept and start over.
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2006-06-19 10:09:59 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
This "series" should be cancelled for so many reasons.
Submitted by hour_man (user info) at 2006-06-19 04:07:49 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Not my thing
Submitted by jgreening (user info) at 2006-06-19 01:25:16 EDT (#)
Ranking: -1
Well.
It's a LITTLE better.
but not much
Submitted by Dr.Midget (user info) at 2006-06-18 23:41:01 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Midgets sound good
Submitted by Allyson (user info) at 2006-06-18 23:31:14 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
No Comment
Submitted by tarnation (user info) at 2006-06-18 23:14:45 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
No Comment
Submitted by Doodles (user info) at 2006-06-18 22:20:42 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Submitted by Allyson (user info) at 2006-06-18 22:17:30 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
aaahhh. ok.
Submitted by ssspunkstaa (user info) at 2006-06-18 22:16:22 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
She stumbled across them whilst on assignment in tibet. Their owner had them chained up and performing for the crowd. She killed the owner , smuggled them back into the country and taught them the deadly arts asn they were already masters of acrobatics and looking up ladies dresses etc
Submitted by Allyson (user info) at 2006-06-18 22:07:54 EDT (#)
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but how would lilly find the samurai midgets? In the dojo where she trains perhaps...
mmm...
i feel that she's gonna find some midget side kicks. HAHAAHA. midget side kick. shit. even i amuse myself.
Submitted by ssspunkstaa (user info) at 2006-06-18 22:05:23 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Sweet. I was thinking along the lines of Samurai death midgets. With numchucks and kitanas. The move low to the ground in absolute silence then Slice , goodbye achillies tendons and Bam , brains splatter everywhere after a swift hit to the scull with the numchucks. Small but efficient !
Submitted by Allyson (user info) at 2006-06-18 22:00:53 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
midgets?
of COURSE.
Submitted by ssspunkstaa (user info) at 2006-06-18 21:59:42 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Awesome !!!
Can you work a midget into the storyline somewhere ???
Submitted by Allyson (user info) at 2006-06-18 21:45:33 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
first post in this "series"(???)----> http://www.ubersite.com/m/89243