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~*~Moriarty - Out Of Retirement ~*~

--- Based off the movie John Wick (2014) ---

Your POV
Lying in the floor in the middle of my own blood, I tried moving my head to look at the state of my house. The guys who broke in took my TV, my computer, and stole my original 1967 Ford Mustang Fastback that I was known for with my old job. Groaning in agony, I pushed myself up to lean against the wall, taking deep breaths to calm myself and the pain down.
"You better watch out lads," I chuckled in pain, looking towards the front door that they left through hours ago. "I'll see you soon."

3rd Person POV
"What did you do!?" The business man yelled, pointing towards the car. "Where did you get that!?"
"Does it matter? It's a sweet ride."
"Do you have any idea who that belongs to!?"
"Does it matter?" The guy repeated, before their argument was infuriated by a man wearing an expensive grey suit walked into the room.
"Gentlemen, what's the issue?"
"Sir, this dweeb stole the car off-"
"It was no one! Just some low life girl who wouldn't sell it to us!"
"Enough!" the mans voice bellowed, looking towards the guy who stole the car. "Follow me."
They both walked up to his office and the man went to pour himself a drink of whiskey, swirling the bronze liquid round the cup before looking to the man.
"Do you know what you have started?" He asked calmly, walking towards the guy as he placed his drink down on the glass table. "Do you know what pain will come your way?"
"I ain't afraid of nobody!" He yelled, making the mans calm expression turn to one of anger, earning the guy a punch in the face from him. Wiping invisible dust off his front, the man stepped over the now bleeding guy and grabbed his drink he left on the table.
"It's not what you did that is wrong," He started off, taking a swig off the whiskey before facing the guy. "It's who you did it to."
"What? A nobody?" He spat, trying to push himself up. But the man grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and yanked him up, his face inches from his.
"Not just a nobody, no. F/n L/n." He whispered, dropping him back to the floor before walking away. "And she'll be coming. I guess you've brought her out of retirement."

Your POV
Reloading my guns, I ran round the corner and kicked the mans gun out his hands, grabbing it in midair and shooting him in the head with it. I used his body as a distraction and pushed his body towards the other men, making them see their dead comrade before I ran into their view, shooting them all in the head without one miss. I stood there glaring around the room before I saw the door to the far right close, the lock turning to try and keep me out. Smirking, I ran to the door, shooting the lock before I badged it down, kicking the man closest to me in the balls and elbowing him in between his shoulder blades. As he bent over, I shot the other three men in front of me before they even realised what happened, looking back to the man in front of me who cause all this. Grabbing him by the back of his shirt, I pulled him up from his knees and looked at his face, seeing the hatred and anger there.
"You should really be afraid of me." I whispered in a low growl, pulling his face next to mine. "I would be afraid of me too if I was in your position."
"Fuck you." He spat, pulling back to face me. "I ain't afraid of no girl."
"Oh hunny," I smirked, before punching him in the face and throwing him into the wall, shooting another man who ran in with a gun. "I'm not just some 'girl'." I stated, walking to stand in front of him. "I'm the devil in disguise." Pulling the safety off my gun, I aimed it at his head before asking, "Any final words?"
"Go to hell." He snarled, which made me smirk.
"I'll see you down there." Before I pulled the trigger, shooting him right between the eyes.
"That should teach you to not mess with my shit again."
"Agreed." A voice said and I turned to aim my gun at the man. But I didn't pull the trigger, seeing as he was standing there with just a glass of whiskey in his hand dressed in a smart grey suit.
"Jim Moriarty." I smirked, putting my gun away as he smirked back.
"F/n L/n. So happy to finally meet you in the flesh." He smiled, but it was easy to see the evil and sickly look in it. He intrigued me, with his cocky look and evil style. And I knew that something interesting would continue between us from this... situation. "We have a whole lot of discussing to do."