Valoel

She lives a simple life. His is as tangled as a piece of thread. She is full of joy and bliss. He is burning with hate and blood lust. 
But somehow, they need each other.
And he would stop at nothing to make sure she is his.
In a world of where you feel cold, you gotta stay gold.
The pains of a past life and the bewilderment of the future, can these two souls become one?

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Rich guy, Poor girl

Austin aimed his M16 at his target. Julius had dragged him from Alora's school and all the way to New York. He had already prepared a helicopter that would take them from California to NYC.

Austin had a man he was meant to kill but, he ditched those plans and decided to hang out with Alora. Austin and Julius were laying on the cold roof of a skyscraper, head down and watching their blonde target pace around the surrounding area.

Austin placed his finger of the trigger and before he took his victim head shot, his phone rang. It startled them both, making Austin pull the trigger too soon and the bullet hit the concrete wall of the nearby building that his victim was standing next to, about fifty feet away.

The man was shocked and looked across, spotting Austin and Julius. He began screaming in angry Spanish and pulled out a revolver. Alarms blared as thugs ran out of buildings and fired at the two. Austin took his phone, which was still ringing, and picked the call.

"Hey sweetie." Austin stood up and saw the men approach the tall building. "This isn't a very good time." He said, killing two men effortlessly, with his phone still in his hand.

"School's over." Alora's voice echoed. "I am hearing gunshots. Are you at war?"

"Drop the damn phone, son of a bitch." Julius yelled, kicking a couple of men off the building.

"Yes, but you don't need to worry. I love you. Bye." Austin slid the phone back in his pocket.

"Well done Austin." Julius grabbed a man's hair and punched him in the face before flinging his off the roof and then, shot the rest of the nen that were standing. "We lost our target.

"We lost our target." Austin mimicked and plunged Susie into one of the thug's chest and pulled her out. "We didn't lose him. We just..." Austin turned and saw the blonde, fleeing from the pandemonium. "Right, we did loose him."

A group of men appeared at the bottom of the building, holding missile launchers. "Austin, we gotta go before we get blown to bits."

Julius said as he dialed a code on his phone. A helicopter came just in time to pick them off the roof before the missiles blew them into an oblivion. But as faith would have it, the rope missed Austin but, he was able to jump off the building and caught the rope in a nick of time.

He smiled and looked down upon the misery. He placed Susie back into her sheath and finished this. He had a belt, containing 6 of M67 grenades so, he skillfully pulled out the inside before swining them in the direction of his enemies, wiping out a radius of thirty miles.

"Adiós." He shouted over the noise of the helicopter blades and climbed up the rope. "Target eliminated."

War Zone