"Then we will have to go to extreme measures. And no one wants that."
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The girl arrived at her apartment, her eyes staring at the sign of the apartment complex. She quickly made her way to her apartment, as she felt stares on the back of her neck.
  Not many people were around, but she didn't feel very safe at all.
Closing her door and locking it once she got inside, she hastily made her way to her dull [f/c] room.
  She tore apart her room, throwing clothes out of drawers and shoes out of her walk in closet with her accessories and jackets.
  Clothes were soon scattered all over her floor, and she let her eyes scan through the clothes as she stood at the center of the madness.
  She began collecting her clothes from the ground, sighing in disappointment as she couldn't find it.
  She dropped the clothes back into the ground as she realized she didn't look in one spot.
  Dashing over to her bedside, she picked up her alarm clock, and turned it around. Pressing a small button, the clock opened to reveal what she was looking for.
  She sighed in relief, as she pulled out the small ring and skin tight bracelet.
  She pulled the snake shaped bracelet onto her wrist and put the ring on.
  She pulled her arms towards her, bending her elbow down a bit, before quickly pressing a small button on the snakes head, which made a blade stick out of the snakes mouth.
 

    The ring and bracelet were connected, but she held another ring,
  Gently placing the red diamond ring on her finger, she pressed the center. A small click emitted from the ring, as it opened and pulled up a screen. It wasn't a solid computer screen, but more of a transparent screen.
 

   The map that was on the screen showed the location she was at. This would tell her where she was, where her next mission was, etc. She quickly closed the screen and fixed her snake bracelet and ring to where it felt comfortable. 
  She quickly grabbed a small backpack, containing a small computer pocket that would fit her laptop in, another large pocket for her items, and a few more pockets for smaller items.
  She filled the backpack to the brim with clothes and her laptop, along with small makeup products and her phone charger, her rings and jewelry, and then work items(guns, knives, etc).
  Quickly putting on her blue and black wolf mask, she climbed through her window, and raced off. She knew she had to get away from her apartment, the Banana Bus Squad was going to track her down.
  It was currently 10:35 am, according to her phone clock. She knew that not many people would be out this early in the morning, and she could probably make a quick get away before the Banana Bus Crew went after her. Knowing every twist and turn in the city, she quickly turned down a few empty alleyways before turning to the main road. Quickly blending in with a large crowd heading down the sidewalk, she knew she had to seem calm, that she couldn't become too skittish in front of a few hundreds of strangers she didn't know.
  Feeling a few occasional pushes, she was surprised to feel someone lay a hand on her shoulder. She came to an abrupt stop, and stared at the owner of the hand.
  Her eyes went wide, before she turned to the side and sped off, running as fast as her sturdy legs could take her.
  Twisting and turning, she realized there was not one, but two crew members running after her.
  How the hell did they find me so quickly? She thought in confusion, her eyebrows threading downwards as she felt her head pound at the overuse of her brain.
  Skidding to the side and taking a sharp turn, she slid a bit but continued to run. She quickly jumped over a slightly taller fence, giving her time to quickly take a sharp turn into an alleyway and hide behind a few dumpsters.
  Taking in deep breaths to calm her body, as she waited a small bit and her lungs and throat throbbed and burned. Gulping down the lump in her throat, she peeked around the dumbster, to see absolutely no one. She carefully, but quietly, made her way to the other side of the alleyway, hiding behind another dumpster, this one a bit taller.
  Once it had been about 5 minutes and she thought the coast was clear, she stood up from behind the dumpster.
  Cautiously making her way back down the alleyway, she felt her back burn.
  Feeling a hand quickly grasp her arm roughly, she went to react, but was pulled back and slammed against the wall of a building. Hitting her head in the process, her eyes became blurred.
  Standing in front of her was a strange man, one she didn't exactly recognize at first.
  "Hey sexy." The figure purred, before letting their hands roam every curve on her body.
  She felt her head throb, as her eyes blinked repeatedly. She began to shakily, but weakly, reach down to her waist band to grab a knife from her belt.
  "Oh no you don't." The figure chuckled. "No need for violence, baby girl."
  The figure wore a strange pig mask, with a large brown jacket with animal fur on the hood. He wore no shirt, but he wore tight white shorts.
  The figure grabbed her hands in one and pushed them against the wall. She tried to rip her hand from their grasp in a weak attempt, but failed.
  The figure let his other hand travel from her chin to the her waist, exploring every curve.
  She felt her nose scrunch up in disgust.
  She ripped her hand from the figures grasp, and slapped him clear across the face. Quickly reaching down to her wrist to trigger the blade on the snake, she watched the figure charge at her. The figure tackled her, and easily straddled her. She hid the snake knife behind her back, her arm twisted in strange ways.
  She kept a straight face as the man tried to purr disgusting words at her. Once he was distracted with checking her out, she quickly took the snakr knife and shoved it through the man's shoulder. Yanking her hand away from him, pulling the blade out at the same time, he let out a blood curling scream, as he stumbled off of her and his hands shot up to his shoulder.
  She quickly jumped up, her backpack in hand. She ran as fast as she could away from the figure. She remembered the way he looked, the pig mask, the big fur jacket, the tight white shorts.
  Wildcat. She thought, disgusted. One of those Crew filths.
  She quickly skid to a stop, before taking a smaller alleyway towards the main road, to hide in a large crowd.
  Before even making it a quarter of the way, a heavy weight emitted itself onto her back, sending her crashing forward.
  She wrenched her body around to stare at the attacker, who grabbed her wrist and tried to twist it.
  "We finally found you."