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Ah shit, Mr. Big heard Michael ram into a chair. Ugh, I didn't wanna beat some ass at 4:00 in the morning! "Did you idiots not hear me?!" It sounded like he stood up, cuz a chair fell back. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" Michael and I looked at eachother. I squatted behind a table, to hide. Michael squatted next to me. "Good job moron! Your gonna get us killed!" I sighed, "I don't have any weapons." Michael smirked "I have extras." He pulled out a small gun out of his jacket pocket. He waved it in front of my face "But, I get to do something to you. I'm not gonna tell you what it is. You j-" "Michael, what the fuck do ya want?" I was kinda pissed, Mr. Big's people were swooping into the room, searching the opposite end to us. Everything was getting tinted red. "Will you let me?" He smiled. Then, my monster came out, getting totally pissed off. I got the gun outta his hand, and smiled at him evily. "No, bitch." I cussed at him. He smirked, and bit his lip. "Your kinda sexy when your mad." "Your really annoying all the time." I said, glaring at him "How much damage can this do?" "Enough to kill" He said, he ruffled my hair. "Go crazy on the asses." He slapped my ass. I slapped him in the face. "Don't. Ever. Touch. Me." I snarled, he laughed. "Fine, fine." he got serious "On three," I readied myself, to hurt, to kill. "One." I cocked the gun, it's power making me stronger. "Two." I couldn't wait any longer. The monster was completely me. "THREE!" He yelled, and got on top of the table. He pulled out a machene gun, and shot everyone at least once. I yelled and pounced onto the nearest person. It wasn't much of a struggle. I shot her point blank. She fell to the floor, and blood poured from her head. I laughed mencingly and turned to the stunned man behind her. "Wanna play?" I said, sweetly. I smiled at him, and came closer. He stood his ground, and pulled out his gun. "Aw, don't be like that. I don't wanna hurt ya." I made a fake puppy-dog face. "Do you really wanna hurt me? Sexy." I said, purposely getting closer to him. He looked scared and turned on at the same time, and i took advantage of his... Mistake.I grabbed his face, and pulled him into a kiss. He groaned in pleasure, as I caressed his crotch. "Mmm, baby." I purred in his ear, I bit it. "Honey, I don't wanna hurt you." I smirked, and pulled out my gun. "I WANNA KILL YOU!" I shot him in the gut, and watched him drop like a rag doll. Emotionless at his screaming, I smiled and shot his head. I turned around, and Michael was stareing at me. He looked kinda pissed. He hopped off the table, and walked over to me. His footsteps made squishy noises when he steped on the bodies. He grabbed my hand. "Calm down. We killed them all." He patted my shoulder. The monster wouldn't budge. He seemed to know that. "Where is he?" I asked, still ready to kill. "He left." He sounded upset. "Mr. Big is long gone. These people were merely test dummies." "Dammit!" I yelled, and shot a dead body. Michael raised an eyebrow. "This is all your fault! You were the one who just had to make noise, huh? I'm surprised your nose didn't fall off during the fight!" I said, just to be hurtful. He didn't take it well. "Excuse me?" He was pissed. He dropped his gun. I dropped mine too. "You heard me." I said, I was so ready to fight this guy. He punched me in the gut as hard as he could. I stammered back, coughing up some blood. "Ah, you wanna play dirty. I can do that." I smiled, and ran full tilt at him. I tackled him, and tried to pin him down. He kneed me a few times, then rolled over and pinned me down. "Listen and listen closely. I will only say this once." He slapped me across the face. "Say anything agaisnst me like that ever again, I will fight you with a gun, right then and there." He bent lower to whisper in my ear. "You will be dead." "Right." I said sarcaticly. I kicked him off me, and ran to the nearest door. I looked outside, my monster fading away as I calmed down. It was early morning. Not a lot of people were out, but people were out. I was embbarrest to go out looking like this. I wiped the blood away from my mouth, and patted my hair down. Michael walked up behind me. I turned around to face him "I'm gonna go home and change. Then, it's all up to you." I walked away from him. He caught my arm and spun me around. He pulled me closer and kissed me. Author's note: Please do not call me a hater! I love Michael Jackson, and this is all fake. Thank you.
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