The Female Lead Is A Lesbian

Daniel looked terrified but his 'little member' was hard and stiff. His breath was even more ragged than Zoey's.

He looked down at the lump in his pants and looked back at Zoey.

She didn't say a thing and frowned at him.

She let go of his arm and kneed him in his stiff crotch. Following up with bashing her head into his nose.

Daniel couldn't focus, everything was spinning. He could only focus on his arm, nose, and crotch as they throbbed relentlessly.

He felt the world shift, on second thought it was probably he who was shifting. He had to breathe through his mouth because his nose was clogged with blood.

It was as if everything was moving in slow motion. He looked down at the ancient carpet.

It would be a scratchy and hard landing. He wished he would fall faster because all the things were moving so slowly, that they were starting to bore him and he felt a migraine coming on.

"*Ack*" Daniel found that he couldn't breathe through his mouth anymore. No air would go in.

He looked up from the carpet to what was in front of him. He saw a long arm stretched ahead of him and he blankly stared into Zoey's eyes.

They weren't filled with rage anymore. They were nothing. Simple blank slates that held no emotion.

If not for the hand firmly constricting his throat he would have mistaken her for the average corporate slave.

He then felt his body suddenly hoist up high by his throat. Then he was slammed hard down onto the table, well through the table.

The sound of the wood breaking almost mixed in with the sound of his bones cracking.

Zoey let go of his throat once he lied motionlessly on the splintered wood. He was pretty sure his back was broken and he found getting harder to breathe. He was pretty sure there was something filling his lungs.

He could feel something wet coating his tongue and teeth. It tasted sweet but bitter. It tasted like metal. "Ah, Zoey just how strong are you?"

He ran his waterless tongue over his bloody teeth. " So this is what blood tastes like, " Daniel mumbled.

"*Urgh*" Daniel g.r.o.a.n.e.d as Zoey pressed her foot onto his windpipe. He looked upward and felt a smile creep onto his face as he managed to find his eyes up Zoey's skirt.

"*Cough cough* It's pink. Thanks for making me a happy man before you kill me." Daniel coughed hoarsely.

Zoey didn't even react and slowly applied more pressure onto his throat.

"Ah, this gives me nostalgia," Zoey said in her head.

She felt her surroundings change and found herself back in a desert. Wearing camouflage, a helmet, and an assault rifle in her hands. The person under her foot was no longer Daniel but just another enemy.

"Keep your hands on your rifle. Don't bother engaging in physical combat unless necessary. If one wants to kill don't use your hands. Using your hands makes it too personal.

Using your foot makes it quick, efficient, and impersonal. Just use it to crush the windpipe, neck, c.h.e.s.t, or brain." Zoey stated to herself in a robotic tone.

In her past life, Zoey's (Jade's) anger made her an absolute asset in battle. Along with her bloodl.u.s.t, she killed others simply because she wanted, no in fact needed to.

But, once she was faced with a situation that didn't just make her angry. It awoke a monster from deep inside and-.

What occurred can only be summed up like this.

Blood + Intestines + Brains + Decapitation + Disembowlment + Amputation + Enucleation + Displayment Of Heads On Stakes = Absolute Carnage

So she was conditioned to the core. So if she was ever that angry again she would go completely numb. Killing would care as much to her as tying her shoe would.

"Quickly, effectively, efficiently. Quickly, effectively, efficiently. Quickly, effectively, efficiently." Zoey repeated this in her head over and over.

She was about to end this when a voice in her head stopped her.

'So you're gonna let him off so easy'

A voice bubbled up from the depths of Zoey's skull.

"It's supposed to be quick and-."

'Efficient yeah, yeah. But remind me, what did he do?'

"He-. He killed us." Zoey mumbled.

'What else did do?'

"He made us suffer, he made us burn."

'So why does he get off so easy. Just a quick step on the throat and that's that? Is that what really deserves?'

"No."

'What does he deserve?'

"He needs to burn and suffer. Just like we did."

'Yeah, so you need to let him go and come back with a plan.'

"But-."

'Do you really think you, your family, or your friends can deal with repercussions of killing him? Your health is on the decline. Can you really handle his goons and associates coming after you for revenge?'

"Mmm, " Zoey g.r.o.a.n.e.d slightly in disappointment and she felt her senses return to normal.

The light came back into her eyes and she looked down at Daniel with a scowl.

She (reluctantly, very very reluctantly) lifted her foot off of Daniel's throat.

Once she did Daniel coughed and took in as much air as she could.

Zoey then squatted down with her arms on her knees. Her angry pink orbs burning holes into his half-open eyes. Daniel just feebly stared back as his c.h.e.s.t raised up and down in sequence with his loud uneven breaths.

"Listen up bitch. You're not gonna call the police. It's not a threat, I know you won't. Because you still wanna hit this." Zoey growled.

Daniel feigned anger by narrowing his eyes and baring her teeth.

Zoey smirked and bent her head to the side, " You think you can fool me? You were happy that your life was gonna end by me. Especially when you got a peek up my skirt.

You're not afraid of me, or mad. In fact, you think I'm interesting. You found me interesting when you first saw me and that's why you offered me that bullshit contract.

In fact, " She leaned in even closer to his face. " You're more interested in me now more than ever."

Daniel gulped, swallowing the disgusting metallic liquid covering his teeth and mouth. Her breath was blowing right on his cheeks.

"Have fun. I'll be back." Zoey then stood up and gave Daniel one more giant sneer before turning on her heels and walking to the door.

She pushed the door open to see Arthur standing there. She smiled sweetly at him and he asked, " How bad is it?" Knowing what had gone on in there.

Zoey's smile morphed into an absolutely hideous sneer and she giggled, " *hee hee* Not that bad."

"Compared to what you've done before? Or based on the time he's gonna spend in the hospital and how he's gonna perform from now on." Arthur asked with an eyebrow raised and the corner of his lip arching upward.

"Both!" Zoey said excitedly.

Zoey finally slipped out of the door and started to walk away with a bit of pep in her step.

However, she stopped halfway and turned around to look at Arthur. She sighed, feeling guilty, " *Sigh* Hey, don't read too much into this. I just think you're a good guy and wouldn't feel right just leaving without warning you."

Arthur tilted his head to the side and his eyes widened a little. It was actually pretty cute.

Zoey continued, " I'm warning you only once. I don't know why you are serving him but you better get out while you can. If you want to you should convince anybody you care about, to get out too."

Arthur looked even more confused and felt shaken by Zoey's words.

Zoey just turned back around and went on her way. As she walked down the hall she heard a " DEAR GOD!" From behind her and she smirked.

As she went on to the front door the smirk dissolved and she went back to being serious and terrifying.

"Sky, you find Dr. Stone?"

[Not yet but I'm getting closer.]

"Ok when's my next class?"

[Miss Hong canceled her classes for the week. So your next class is in the mid-afternoon. At around 4 p.m."]

"Good, now where's the warehouse up for sale located?"

[I shall tell you the directions.]

Zoey got to the front door and burst through it, scaring the hell out of the men standing by it.

She put her foot forward and pushed herself forward in one huge burst. She started running at fantastical speeds with the wind flowing with hair and causing her skirt to flutter in the wind.

She was on a short clock so she didn't care what side effects she would experience. She needed to plan, and plan hard.