Faith
Faith sauntered to the front of the line and smiled seductively at the bouncer.
"Can I go in?" she asked, raising an eyebrow expectantly.
The bouncer nodded, eyes wide at the sight of her cleavage.
"Thanks."
She pushed through the doors, laughing to herself about the annoyed sounds coming from the disgruntled people in the line outside.
"Crawl onto me, sink into me, die for me, living dead girl..."
Faith walked into the centre of the dance floor and danced alone. She knew that the way she was dancing, hands through her hair, hips swaying sexily from side to side, that she was attracting a lot of attention.
"Goldfoot machine
Creates another fiend
So beautiful
They make you kill..."
She was now surrounded by a few guys and she grinned, loving the attention she had. She trailed her fingers over her torso, ignoring her admirers for the moment.
"Crawl onto me, sink into me, die for me, living dead girl..."
Faith pushed through the crowd and went over to a couple, who were dancing closely, half mating on the dance floor.
She pulled the guy's arm, wrapping it around her waist, then she moved in front of him and rubbed her body against his.
Catching the look his girlfriend gave her, Faith laughed softly and kicked out, sending the girl flying across the room.
"Crawl onto me, sink into me, die for me, living dead girl..."
She ducked a punch from the boyfriend, then threw him across the room, still dancing, hands on her hips. A slight dodge to the left and a security guard fell to the ground.
Faith pulled her knife from where it had been resting in the back of her leather pants, and plunged it into the guard's heart. She wiped the blood that had splattered onto her face, off with the back of her hand, then twisted the knife and pulled it out. With lightning quick reflexes, she pushed the knife under the arm, gutting the man behind her.
A few slashes and strokes later, the guards all lay dead or injured on the floor, along with some patrons, who looked frightened. Faith smiled evilly, and tucked the still bloody knife back into her pants. She had small spots of blood on her arms and neck, and as she left, she grabbed a girl's jacket from the back of a chair.
"Thanks baby."
"Blood on her skin, dripping with sin, do it again, living dead girl."
Faith pulled the jacket on and flicked her hair out of her eyes, then left the club to see that the cops were there.
"Hey boys," she said, holding her hands out to be cuffed.
"You're under arrest, anything you say or do - "
Faith brought her hands up into the cops face, breaking his jaw with his own handcuffs. She spun the cop round, one arm tightly around his neck as she grabbed his gun and held it to his head, facing the others.
"One shot and this guy gets it. Bit of a shame really, coz I love a man in uniform."
The cops lowered their weapons, still on guard.
"Good, that's a start. We're gonna do this nice and easy, ok? Behave and I don't have to kill anyone."
Faith started to back away from the scene, heading for a darkened alley. She let go of the cop and bolted into the alley, ducking low to avoid the gunshots.
With amazing speed, she scaled the wall and ran across the roof to the next building. She jumped from building to building, then knowing she'd lost them, she climbed down and headed for a cheap motel.
It was good to be back.