XENA

Xena sighed as she leaned on a tree trunk, hiding safely as she followed a boy. Cigarette in her mouth as she inhaled it, letting the tip slowly burn down inch by inch. She pulled the cigarette out her mouth and blew into the air, then she peeked and saw the boy was turning a corner, so she dropped her cigarette and stepped on it, before following him again. She was assigned to stalk him by the boy's father. Apparently, the boy rejected his father's wishes for the boy to take part in the family business in the mafia. The boy's father was dying by the minute and the boy seemed to want nothing to do with mafia wars and such. So, he just emancipated himself from the family. That's where Xena came in. The boy was a complete wimp. He had no skill in fighting nor weaponry.

His best move was running away like a coward or trying to use his brains over his brawn, and that didn't help all the time. This was all inferred when he used to be in the family and out with his father one on one and they ran into trouble. Xena was his personal body guard, he didn't know that of course. If he did, he would probably got tell her to go back to his father and leave him be. She couldn't do that. Oh look what we have here. As Xena hid behind some bushes, the boy got circled by a few gang members. Thugs, basically. They were looking for trouble and money. Bad luck for little boy, he had cash on him and looked like a nice punching bag for them. Xena raised her eyebrow and swiftly pulled out a switch blade. Like she needed it anyways. Time for her to .... when she blinked once ... just once ..... then opened her eyes. The guys were beaten to a pulp and the boy was dusting himself off, not a scratch on him. What had happen? The dark skin girl put her switch blade back. Did he do that? She gritted her teeth and popped out the bushes, yelling and pointing at him.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!?"

Xena
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