At night all cats are gray

"Hey, handsome guy! Do you want to accompany this lady here tonight? "

The middle-aged man wearing a crowded suit was in an alley paralyzed in doubt when he heard a woman's voice. The woman's voice was sweet and pleasant to the ears, but she had drunk a lot that night, she wasn't sure where she was or the voice she heard was a hallucination, the result of her excess of alcohol. I wanted to forget the hurts of being dumped by his girlfriend. He knew that to find a woman at this time, she was probably not a good-natured person. As he was very drunk, and the woman was very beautiful, he wanted to try new things. He hoped to forget the woman he loved quickly.

"Sure, why not?"

Looking closely, I was lucky tonight. She was an incredibly beautiful woman. She had long black hair and mouth-watering brown skin. The man began to crave the touch of the woman's skin. Wearing few clothes on a cold night was attractive to men.

"You better run. Run while you can "

The man was startled to hear another woman's voice.

"Really? Look elsewhere, bitch. This man is already mine "

The brunette stared coldly at the woman who had arrived. Two very distinct opposites. The last to arrive was a woman with white hair and fair skin, almost translucent. It was a peculiar sight.

The woman with white hair did not look at the brunette; his gaze remained on the man.

"Are you still here? Whatever! Does not matter!"

She instantly changed her body next to the man and punched him in the back of the head. The man passed out. When his body fell, the brunette screamed in panic.

"Help! Somebody help! "

"Stop acting. You know he's just passed out "

The white-haired woman said disinterestedly.

"You are the real target"

In a quick and practiced way she punched her fists towards the brunette from the front. In a reflection, the brunette moved away from the other. He knew that while the other's fists were apparently fragile, they contained tremendous ferocity.

"I called the commissioner's attention to send his best employee. I am honored"

The brunette let out a happy cry. Her hair grew to the floor as her sexy, hot body contorted to deflect the white woman's consecutive blows.

"Is distracted"

The woman in white pulls out a knife hidden in her long coat. Without waiting for the response of the other, he directly cuts the woman's fragile waist.

"It is far from the water. Too weak to try to run from me. Dodging blows without fighting back. Anyone can see that they are holding on to escape"

The brunette leans her body against the wall of a building. And laughs foolishly.

"I know how strong you are. But, you are wrong. I believe... Well, how do you say? You lack life experience for yourself. Living 100 years is very little for someone like me. Ah, don't you understand?

"Stop talking shit. As you still have energy, go to the Commissioner with me. You have bills to pay "

"The commissioner is still a very kind man. I killed so many drowned men this year and he still sees a woman like me in good eyes to try rehabilitation "

The light that remained on the single electric pole still standing, illuminates and accentuates the brunette's determined eyes.

"I wanted to excuse all of your inconvenience in coming to pick up a criminal like me on this cold night. I hope that when you pay your debts with the Commissioner, you will have a pleasant new life. Not everyone gets a new chance to live. I sincerely wish you to make better choices than a vindictive woman like I did "

After saying this, the nails of the brunette woman's hands grow like the claws of a feline animal. Instead of getting up and targeting the woman in white, she attacks her own throat.

Looking at the emptied life in front of her, the woman in white is apparently unmoved. Seeing the brunette's now open and lifeless eyes, the woman slowly approaches the corpse and slowly closes the woman's eyes. At this moment, his eyes show a slight sadness. Unlike the woman who fought the other cruelly within seconds.

Seeing the lives of others ending so quickly, reminds me of the death she had to face.

Victim of the betrayal of the people she cherished.

She had been murdered by her husband on a night like this. But, unlike his death, suicide still seemed acceptable.

While the corpse of the brunette disintegrated to dust. The woman in white was walking towards a busy street of people who sought the pleasures of the night, mixing anonymously.