-She walked along the darkness of it all. That was it. The darkness, it seemed like she was blind walking without seeing anything around her. The Abyss. This is where the night gave birth to darkness and the loneliness of time space and dimension drift about. That’s what it was. A piercing feeling could be felt in her heart she cried out in pain. She opened her eyes s would look down to see a bright light which almost blinded her in a different. The piercing light went straight through her like a poisoned arrow her cries of pain were piercing. And suddenly that was it. It was gone. She woke up laid on the bright white ground and space looking around for answers looking down at her chest again the pain was gone. She ripped upon the strange white uniform she wore to find a scar. ‘Damn it, what the hell?’ A man strange masked man faced her, holding a gun to her head. He cocked it and she yelled. “silly girl” the man said and laughed an evil laugh and shot. Back to the darkness she thought, it was a never ending dream, an ongoing cycle. The fight ever ended. Her body covered in scars her mind confused of the difference between reality and the live images created only in her mind. “Stop!” She yelled out in the dark. “Stop the cycle!!!” Tears flowed and streamed down her cheeks. But for nothing no one could see her. “ahhhh!!” the pain grew stronger a bright light pierced through her thigh. “Stop please!” She yelled out but this time in anger. “Bastard!” She opened her eyes and flipped upwards she was aware of what was next. “Come out you bastard!” The man returned and pointed the gun behind her head. She gave a smirk. She turned around as the gun cocked behind her head and swung her right arm pushing the gun up wards then used her left arm to punch him in the gut. The gun went flying and she flipped up to catch it in mid air. “Mother fucker!” She shot him over and over in the head. “That’s for the one when I said stop, that’s for when I asked for help. And that’s the one when you said I wasn’t good enough. Oh yea and that’s for calling me a silly girl.” She turned around and gave a grin. She took a shot behind her back “And that one is for fun.” She twirled the gun on her finger and walked, into the pure whiteness with confidence in her step. A doorway opened up and she was free from the damned cycle.-