POISON

One of the reasons Poison enjoys the hunt is that euphoric adrenaline rush that feels her body with pleasurable endorphins that give her a highness that even sex can't reciprocate but the moment her gun clicked right during a gun battle with another deadly assassin, her eyes popped and all the three hundred and sixty days X thirty-three years of her life flashed before her eyes before her sense of survival kicked in and she was diving out of the way of any bullet coming in her direction. 

Behind the couch where Fool took cover bullets continued to rain in his directions piercing holes into the leather couch raising dust of soft pieces of cotton in his direction. He used his hand over his head as if to protect himself from being hit as he waited for a break In the onslaught of bullets. 

The break he was waiting for came a few minutes after suffering under the assault of a continuous outpour of bullets, but when he heard the click of an empty gun he stood to hi