(( I'll start off slow, I'll make this one easy to follow 
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A woman with long flowing blonde hair stands on top of a grassy hill. A gentle wind blows carrying the sweet smell of flowers across a sweeping plain. Beside the woman rest a rather worn breast plate. It had long lost it's polish and had countless scratches and dents. But it held together firm, in no place did the metal break or fracture. Mounted to her back a sword that had seen better days. The blade had been re-sharpened more times then there were clouds in the sky. The grip and started to come off, but it would leave no time soon, it did it's job allowing her to maintain control of her weapon. The woman raises he head to the sky and brushes a few strands of hair from her face. Basking in the mid day sun, she enjoyed the few times there was peace. But knew it would not last for even then she could hear the distant screams of her enemies. They were coming for her, and they would not be long. She quickly reached for her armor and buckled it down tightly. She placed her hand on the pommel of her blade and took to a light job towards the yelling. Knowing that it would be better for her to find them before they found her.
A young blue haired girl runs through the back alleys of a busy city. In her hand a small sub-machine gun. Around her waste a scarf hiding several clips of ammo. She knew by hear how many rounds were in each clip. And could feel the recoil of each shot the gun fired. There were only half the bullets in the clip. But she wasn't worried. The was only one enemy she was after this time. She had heard that he had been snooping around one of her dump houses. And she couldn't let some green horn PI find her stash. She rounds the last corner hearing the banging of metal on a steel door. He was close to breaking it down. But that was as close as he would get. As he steps back to give it one final hit the girl raises her gun to the side of his head.
The knight had found the leader of the foul creatures that had raided the small village, he had been waiting for her. The townspeople cowered in there homes but she would not run. She raised her blade pointing the tip at the stout little green man's head. Standing several feet apart she knew she would have to close the distance if she were to finish the job she started. With a simple gesture she taunted the monster, bye bringing her thumb slowly across her throat. The beast's eyes widened he charged her just as she planed. With one pull of her arm she brought the sword down onto the man's shoulder nearly cutting off his left arm. Blood spilled on the ground where he stood shocked. She pulled her companion from the beasts breast slowly dragging out the pain as long as possible. The monster went into a rage clawing at her, but it's nails did no harm to the woman's armor. She kicks the beast in it's chest to get a little distance to ready the final blow. She raised her sword above her head and brought down the tip of the handle with as much force as possible to the creature's skull. It simply dropped to it's knees and fell to the ground. The woman stood there breathing heavily. The towns people slowly inched out from behind their doors.
The young girl stood there over the now bloody corpse of the detective. He had several bullet holes in his back and chest, all entry. Several corpses of civilians that had been hit by stray bullets lay around the two. Though they didn't concern her, they held no value to the girl. She could now rest easily if only for a moment she knew more would be after her, many in greater numbers. She turned her back to the now battered door and thought about how she would now have to buy a new door. But that was a job for another day. Right now all she wanted to do was dream.
))A woman with long flowing blonde hair stands on top of a grassy hill. A gentle wind blows carrying the sweet smell of flowers across a sweeping plain. Beside the woman rest a rather worn breast plate. It had long lost it's polish and had countless scratches and dents. But it held together firm, in no place did the metal break or fracture. Mounted to her back a sword that had seen better days. The blade had been re-sharpened more times then there were clouds in the sky. The grip and started to come off, but it would leave no time soon, it did it's job allowing her to maintain control of her weapon. The woman raises he head to the sky and brushes a few strands of hair from her face. Basking in the mid day sun, she enjoyed the few times there was peace. But knew it would not last for even then she could hear the distant screams of her enemies. They were coming for her, and they would not be long. She quickly reached for her armor and buckled it down tightly. She placed her hand on the pommel of her blade and took to a light job towards the yelling. Knowing that it would be better for her to find them before they found her.
A young blue haired girl runs through the back alleys of a busy city. In her hand a small sub-machine gun. Around her waste a scarf hiding several clips of ammo. She knew by hear how many rounds were in each clip. And could feel the recoil of each shot the gun fired. There were only half the bullets in the clip. But she wasn't worried. The was only one enemy she was after this time. She had heard that he had been snooping around one of her dump houses. And she couldn't let some green horn PI find her stash. She rounds the last corner hearing the banging of metal on a steel door. He was close to breaking it down. But that was as close as he would get. As he steps back to give it one final hit the girl raises her gun to the side of his head.
The knight had found the leader of the foul creatures that had raided the small village, he had been waiting for her. The townspeople cowered in there homes but she would not run. She raised her blade pointing the tip at the stout little green man's head. Standing several feet apart she knew she would have to close the distance if she were to finish the job she started. With a simple gesture she taunted the monster, bye bringing her thumb slowly across her throat. The beast's eyes widened he charged her just as she planed. With one pull of her arm she brought the sword down onto the man's shoulder nearly cutting off his left arm. Blood spilled on the ground where he stood shocked. She pulled her companion from the beasts breast slowly dragging out the pain as long as possible. The monster went into a rage clawing at her, but it's nails did no harm to the woman's armor. She kicks the beast in it's chest to get a little distance to ready the final blow. She raised her sword above her head and brought down the tip of the handle with as much force as possible to the creature's skull. It simply dropped to it's knees and fell to the ground. The woman stood there breathing heavily. The towns people slowly inched out from behind their doors.
The young girl stood there over the now bloody corpse of the detective. He had several bullet holes in his back and chest, all entry. Several corpses of civilians that had been hit by stray bullets lay around the two. Though they didn't concern her, they held no value to the girl. She could now rest easily if only for a moment she knew more would be after her, many in greater numbers. She turned her back to the now battered door and thought about how she would now have to buy a new door. But that was a job for another day. Right now all she wanted to do was dream.
