The tiny partner sits huddled up on her bed; sheets wrapped           around her delicate form as her knees are brought up to her           chest. Her eyes do not hold their usual spark and are           glossed white, fear from something unspoken hiding in the           blank hues.

        Neo grinned widely from ear to ear as she watched the male in         front of her tense up then relax after realizing it was her. She         was glad she was one of the few that could get away with such         things-- it made these acts even more enjoyable.

          The tiny woman crouched low as she quietly followed behind           her partner in crime. Eyes trained on the flaps of his jacket           every time he turned a corner if the warehouse. With her           trained speed and stealth she charged at the man, heels           clacking harshly against the floor.

          The plastic knife jabbed into Roman’s back, causing the ‘blade’           to sink back into it’s handle. It was a child’s toy that Neo had           found.

          What? You thought she would genuinely stab Roman?