The Silver Devil's Past

A young girl heard the sound of a gun ringing through the entire house. Being overly familiar with what it was, she opened her eyes wide and quickly jumped out of bed.

She tiptoed slowly towards her door and listened closely to the sound of whispering in the hallways, people that didn’t speak her dialect. Her chest raced further. Reaching out for a small knife from her drawer, the eldest daughter of the Vasiliev family crept beside the door, waiting for someone to come inside her bedroom.

She gripped the blade tightly as she could hear them stopping in front of her room. They started picking the lock of her room. “Faster! We need to kill her too!”

“Boss didn’t say anything about killing their family!”

“What the fuck are you talking about? She is just like any other Vasiliev! Did you hear? This particular one is a great fighter—“

A knife causes him to cut off his words. The talking Vigilante immediately dropped to the ground with a hole in his stomach, making him dead. His other frie
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