The Revenge

The Revenge

A Story by Maria Truica
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(Edited) This is a story about a girl who was in a fight with the leader of the gang that she is in. She has to do a mission which the leader set up for her but she takes it one step further.

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The Revenge


She is quickly walking back to her room through the long, narrow corridor. She forces the door open on its rusty hinges. There is one window, but it’s blocked with tight bars. She sits on the small bed and waits. She pulls her long, purple hair back and styles it into a messy bun.

 

It is not the first time she got in trouble with Liam and for this one, she knows she has to do something big if she still wants to stay with The Red Wolves.

 

She stands up and walks around her room, not minding the cracky noise of the cold, wooden floor. Sunlight shines through the little window. Enough to fill the room.

 

Suddenly a small letter appears from under the door. It says:

 

Hanna,

To remain with The Red Wolves you

have to kill someone by tomorrow.

This will show you still respect me and

your gang. Report to me when you have

done this.

-Liam,

Leader of Red Wolves

 

 

At first Hanna thought she would have to search the city, kidnap someone and kill him or her. Then, she realized that there was a much easier way.

 

She grabs her gun from under the hard, dirty pillow and heads for the door. Putting her hand on the doorknob, she feels its coldness rush up her arm. She hesitates. She wonders if she will ever regret what she is about to do.

 

As she walks through the corridor once again, she feels excitement. She can finally get rid of that man.

 

Again, she hesitates. She now feels scared. Her heartbeat gets faster as a bunch of thoughts rush up to her brain. What if someone finds her? What if he is not going to be there?

 

She continues to walk. She climbs a flight of stairs while holding her breath. Liam’s room is just a few steps away. She knocks. No answer. She enters.

 

Liam’s room is bigger than hers. It has a brown desk, piled with unopened envelopes and hand-written notes. There is a rug on the floor; it was clearly white before but turned grey through time.

 

Liam is standing facing his back to the door. When Hanna came in he turned around to face her.

 

“Wow! That was fast. I wonder who you killed in this short time,” Liam said in a normal tone.

“I didn’t kill someone yet, but I am about to,” Hanna said in a shaky voice. She raises the gun. Points straight at Liam’s heart and lets off an evil smile.

“Hanna. Stop. You don’t know what you’re doing. You are going to regret this.”

“I don’t think so.”

 

She shoots. He falls on the floor with a loud thump. His eyes still open since he did not have time to blink in the unexpected death.

 

Gang members start rushing in, gasping at what they see. “Liam is dead, as you can see. I killed him. You all have to follow my orders from now on if you don’t want to end up like him,” Hanna announced in a confident tone.

 

“No!”

“Liam!”

“We don’t want you as our leader!”

“How could you?”

“Never in a million years!”

“You have to pay for what you’ve done!”

She kept hearing shouts of anger and sadness. Hanna could not believe it. She thought that everyone would be scared and obey her orders. She didn’t know what to say or how to act.

 

Then everything went quiet. Everybody looked behind Hanna. She turned around. Liam rose, took off his bulletproof vest, and said in a tone full of pride, “You don’t deserve to be a leader!” With the gun in his hand he shoots at Hanna three times. The bullets went straight through her now non-beating heart as she falls on the stiff, wooden floor. Dark colored blood spilling out of her body, creating a huge puddle. The rug on the floor went from dirty white to the color of a rose. Everyone started backing away so that they won’t get blood on their shoes.

 

Liam smiled. “Well it took her long enough. I thought she was never going to turn up,” he declared.

 


© 2017 Maria Truica



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Maria Truica
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The note bit was a nice little touch to this piece.

Some good tension scenes in this piece which were good to read. I feel that you could have added a lot more fear into the scene with would have added a lot more to the story. But that is not to say I didn't like it, because I did.
It would be a shame to leave this at just one chapter and I hope you follow it up. I beleive there is plenty more to write about regarding the Red wolves.


Mark.

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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The note bit was a nice little touch to this piece.

Some good tension scenes in this piece which were good to read. I feel that you could have added a lot more fear into the scene with would have added a lot more to the story. But that is not to say I didn't like it, because I did.
It would be a shame to leave this at just one chapter and I hope you follow it up. I beleive there is plenty more to write about regarding the Red wolves.


Mark.

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is a great story,i enjoyed reading it !

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Maria Truica

7 Months Ago

Thank you!
This is my favorite story, I read it more than once. This is a really excellent piece of writing! Nicely Done!

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A nice bit of intrigue told well here Maria.
You don't get to rise to the top without being able to anticipate the competitiion's moves.

Nice.

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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