The Female Lead Is A Lesbian

Zoey knew she had to react quickly and quickly grabbed a couch, flipped it over to a corner of the room and ducked behind it. Just as she did the people with the Uzi gun operators (a.k.a #4 #5 #6) started shooting at the couch. *BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG*

The rapid gunfire was accompanied by the shell casings falling to the floor. They finally stopped shooting, well they ran out of bullets, so they had to.

Meanwhile, Zoey stayed crouched behind the couch. Thinking about her next move Zoey looked at the gun in her hand and smiled. She stayed crouched down and gripped the gun in her hand.

"Is he dead?"

"Go over and see man."

Zoey heard the sound of chary footsteps approach the couch. When the footsteps finally arrived at the couch. #4 and #5 shouted at #6," Go on and look over there." "Yeah man see if we need to reload on bullets."

#6 sighed and cautiously peered over the couch. He was then met with Zoey's fist colliding with his eye. As he fell backward Zoey jumped from behind the couch and landed right next to #6. She grabbed his head and smashed it into the wall.

#4 and #5 gasped and their faces broke out in a sweat. They exclaimed in panic, "Shit, shit, shit, I think he killed him!"

" Shut up! Hurry up and load your gun, idiot!"

The two men scrambled in trying to reload their guns when Zoey grabbed the limp body of #6 and threw him at #4 and #5. #6's back crashed right into #4 and #5. When he did Zoey then sprinted to #4 and roundhouse kicked him in the head. She then grabbed #5 by his hand and bent his fingers backward.

There was a loud *SNAP* and #5 wailed in pain "*AGHH AH*". Zoey then clasped and dislocated his jaw. Then she finished him off by hurling him into the wall like a used rag doll.

Zoey stood up and took a breath and found herself confused. "I'm pretty sure there was supposed to be six more of you guys. Or did I get all hyped up for nothing?" She announced.

The rest of the men who were there, stood in the corners of the room cowering in fear. This was because no one ever got through numbers 1 through 6. They were men with very heavy artillery and if nobody got scared off. Well... then they ended up having to pay extra for cleaning blood out of the carpet.

Fatty looked like he was ready to pass out. He looked to the other men in the room and shrieked, " WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU STANDING AROUND FOR! KILL HIM!"

They all just looked at each other warily, their faces pale. Fatty wanted to beat them but he knew that the person before him was some sort of demon and they would need to have a death wish to go against him.

The cogs in his head began turning and he an idea finally formed. " If all of you attack him and manage to slaughter him I'll make you all my best men. Money, women, power, and a bonus of twenty-million!" Fatty announced.

All of the men looked at each other again and smirked. The two men with the bats (#7, and #8) gripped the handles of their weapons and #8 sneered, " Hey if we all attack him at once we might have a chance at taking him down."

The men with the knives (#9 and #10) agreed and got into a fighting stance. #9 replied, " Yeah if we attack him all at once he doesn't stand a chance against us."

The man with the machete and the man with the crossbow (#11 and #12) chimed in, " Come on let's just kill this bastard!"

"F.u.c.k.i.n.g lunatic, you better hope our brothers survive! You murderer!"

Zoey rolled her eyes and announced, " You guys do know that you've killed people before. Also, I've been standing here the whole time and heard your entire and fairly crappy plan."

#11 shouted, " SHUT UP AND DIE YOU BASTARD!"

All of them charged at Zoey with rage. #8 was the first to get to her and he swung his bat at Zoey's head. Zoey blocked the bat with her arm and grabbed it. She then put her foot on his stomach and kicked him away. Keeping the bat in her hand she quickly slid it up to grab hold of the handle.

She swung the bat at #8's mouth knocking out the majority of his teeth and leaving him on the floor with a bloody mouth. "*GRA*" Zoey heard a loud shout from behind her and turned to the side. She did so just in time for #9 to charge into the air with his knife gripped in both hands. Zoey then took the bat and bashed it on the top of his head, leaving him unconscious.

In a flash, she flung the bat at #7 striking him in his forehead, incapacitating him and she grabbed #9's knife. She then shot the knife at #10, impaling his shoulder. The wound to his shoulder caused #10 to drop his knife. Zoey hurried to pick up and used it to slash #10's eye.

Blood oozed from his eye and he collapsed to floor as well. *WHIZ* Zoey spun around just in time as an arrow whisked past her face, narrowly missing her nose. "*RAH*" Zoey looked to her left and noticed #11 coming at her with his machete.

Zoey put her knife up in defense and they both collided with a loud, *CLANG*. Zoey looked at #11 with an unimpressed gaze and said, " You know, if you imbeciles didn't make so much noise you might've gotten a hit on me."

*WHIZ* Another arrow, headed towards Zoey once again. This time Zoey was able to catch it with her available hand. Zoey looked at the arrow and smirked under her mask, " Wow, is this for me? Gee, thanks man, this is just what I needed." Zoey announced mockingly.

She then turned the arrow around and stabbed it so hard in #11's knee that it went all the way through. "*URGH*" #11 cried out in pain and he slumped down. Zoey took this chance and dropped her knife to jerk the machete out if his hands. She gripped the handle with both hands and swung it at his arm.

This created a large fissure in his forearm. It looked like it was only severed halfway but it was bleeding rather profusely. #11 looked at his arm and he noticed that the injury was so deep that even the bone was visible. That's when he gasped and his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he lost consciousness.

Zoey gripped the bloody machete in her hand and glared at the last man standing, #12. He was scared to death and it showed. His legs seemed to have trouble holding his weight as they trembled uncontrollably. He couldn't hold his crossbow right and he couldn't seem to find his voice.

He pointed the bow at Zoey and tried to put in another arrow. But he dropped it on the floor. Zoey slowly walked up to the sniveling man and stared him down. He dropped the crossbow but didn't dare look away from Zoey's piercing red eyes.

"P-plea-," #12 tried to beg but he was cut short when Zoey plunged the machete into his stomach.b"*HACK URK*" He coughed up some blood and it dripped down his chin. He looked up at Zoey with a shocked and terrified look.

Zoey just stared at him coldly and let go of the machete's handle. #12 stumbled back a few paces and finally collapsed onto his back with his eyes wide open.

Zoey continued to stare at the body on the floor her thoughts and her heart racing. "God that felt good! I think my bloodl.u.s.t is out of control! I want more! More, more, I need more blood! I love killing f.u.c.k.i.n.g sc.u.m!"

"MMM-MMM- MMMM!" Zoey pulled herself out of her thoughts when she heard what sounded like muffled screams. "Katherine!" She exclaimed in her mind.

She spun around to look at Katherine when *BANG*.

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