Prompt:
This wasn't a little girl. This was something else It might look like a little girl, and talk like a little girl, but it sure as hell wasn't one.
Hers:
"This wasn't a little girl. This was something else It might look like a little girl, and talk like a little girl, but it sure as hell wasn't one." General Hamilton said with a concerned, but authoritative voice. His voice was loud, and the position was perfect for someone like him, bossy, large, muscle body everything for a grade A general. He was nice though when push came to shove.I was listening and nodding off as he talked about this "state of emergency" for a while, but was awoken by the sudden burst of a body through the auditorium doors. It was president Trump. His blonde hair sprayed to stay in the shape of a broken dick or something and he yelled in a panic, "Where is my Tanning spray?!" His voice worried and infuriated and I shrug and so does the General, "I need that damn spray to keep me golden figure!" He yells, storming out and I look at the General."Anyways, Lieutenant Queen, You are going to be stationed outside the building where we believe she is, and if you are free to open fire if she dare escape."
Mine:
"Mister? I'm hungry, it has been a few days since I have eaten. Do you think you can spare a few coins so I can get something to eat at the tavern?" A little girl said as she was sitting on the corner of the street with a cup, holding it up to an old man on the street corner.
The old man kneeled down, "Little girl, how long have you been on the streets?"
"About 3 months, I have survived so far, but it is very hard mister."
"Would you like some candy? I know a candy shop just around the corner?" The man smiled with sympathy at the little girl.
Her whole face lit up and she nodded enthusiastically, "Yes! I know a shortcut through this alley!"
"Oh, okay, lead the way." The man stood up slowly, groaning as he did so. This was my cue. I fingered the dagger at my hip and pulled it out slowly as I followed them. I stayed in the shadows as much as I could.
As soon as they were in the dark alley, the little girl turned with a dagger in her hand, "I have you now scum!" She screams in her little voice.
The man jumps in response, and the knife almost hits him before I jump out of the shadows and deflect her shot.
"I finally caught you," I said in a satisfied tone. The man was just mumbling as he ran away. The little girl let out a screech and puffed at me.
"You made me lose my target! I had one chance to do this, now I actually have to sneak to kill him." She puffed some more.
"You are not killing anyone. Vampires are not welcome in the towns, and i would like to keep it that way."
He face turned from angry to innocent, "There are vampires in this town?" She said with a fake scared face.
"Haha." I mocked a laugh and grabbed her by the hair.
"I can spot a vampire from a mile away, and I know by the look of you that you are a vampire. How old are you? 50 years? 100?"
He face turned pure evil again, "Fine, you caught me, I am 200 years old, however, now that you know, I cannot let you live."
":Good luck with that," I easily dodged her timed attack and stabbed her right in the stomach, then lit her on fire straight away.
She screamed as I stood back, watching this all happen.
This wasn't a little girl. This was something else It might look like a little girl, and talk like a little girl, but it sure as hell wasn't one.
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