Raven was at the warehouse, the one you had told her about the night before. Her and the rest of the Black Talons were up on the roof, awaiting their enemies of the gang Crimson Vulture, the gang you were in. You were so gullible it was almost cute. You really trusted an enemy? And thought you wouldn't get hurt? Pathetic. A few minutes passed before Raven could see some of the Crimson Vultures arrive, all oblivious of her gang's presence. Raven would stood at the front of the roof, everyone else behind her. She pulled out her gun and shot at one of the men, getting him with a headshot. Then, the moment came. Time froze. Their eyes met. Raven still smirking that infuriating smirk while you looked up at her with wide, innocent eyes. The Crimson Vultures were obviously under prepared and thankful they still had most of their gang back at their main base. So without hesitation, the Black Talons shot down the rival gang. Blood was everywhere. You still in shock as one of her gang mates helped you to safety.

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Now, 5 months later, Raven had finally got to the farm house her mates told her about. Parking up her motorbike, the sighed and looked around, enjoying the peace and quiet. Raven walked inside to scope out the farm house, when suddenly she heard a car park up at the road outside. Holding her gun, Raven looked out the window where she saw an unmistakable face... you. Heart skipping a beat, Raven walked outside against her better judgement, praying to any god that she could see you once more.