My name is Taylor... just Tayor, no last name, cause I don´t have it. I am 20 years old, no family, no friends, just me. That´s how it´s always been and I don´t plan to change that. Through my life I came to realize that no matter how much people act like they care, in the end... the only person you can truly rely on is yourself. I was an orphan. My parents left me at the orphanage when I was a baby. They didn´t want me, or so I was told. When I was 14 years old I ran away from there. At the beginning I really loved that place. The people there were always nice and caring, they were giving us love that our parents couldn´t give us. But it was all a lie. The day I found out what they were truly doing was the day I ran away. The orphange was connected to the mafia and there were using kids for prostitucion. I still remeber how devastated I felt when I found out. I didn´t even pack any of my things, I just ran away. I didn´t care about other kids there. None of them even liked me. They used to bully me a lot, cause they were jealous of me because I was always the teachers favorite. So I didn´t feel bad, not at all. I knew that even if I tried to tell some of the kids, they will only rat on me and i then I wouldn´t be able to escape. So I just ran away alone. I didn´t know where I was going, I just knew that I couldn´t stay there.

For 4 years I was living on the streets. It was a harsh life, but with time you get used to it. The number one rule on the streets is "The strongest one survive". If you want to live, you have to fight for it. It was a harsh world, but at least you had a chance to fight and that´s what I did. I learned how to fight and I learned fast because my life was depending on it. Now I am one of the best fighters on the streets. No one messes with me, because they know the consequences. On the streets I am know as "Angel of death". I know why they think of me as death, but the angel part.... I think it was because of my looks. Not many know how I actually look like, but the rumors spread and I got that nickname. It´s kinda cool actually. Currently I am living in Chicago. I´m renting a small apartment, like really small, but I don´t mind. I didn´t have anything at the begging but look at me now. I came to Chicago when I was 15 years old. I used to live in New York but I couldn´t stay there because the people from the orphanage were looking for me and I couldn´r risk it. As soon as I got enough money I left New York. Because I was still underage and couldn´t work, the only way for me to make money was to actually steal it. I am not proud of myself but I didn´t have a choice. I had to survive and that was the only way I could think of. But as soon as I turned 18 I found a job. I started working at the bookstore and I am still working there. The pay I get isn´t much but it´s enough for me to survive. I'm not fighting as much I used to, I use my skills only if I have to defend myself. I have a job now and I can't risk to lose it. I'm living a hard life, but I'm happy and that's all that matters.

It was 8am when I woke up. I stumber out of bed and go to the bathroom. God, I hate mornings. I was never a morning person, I mean who is. But if I want to keep my job i quess a have to make some sacrifices. I do my morning business and went to grab something to eat. "How does the egg with tost sounds?" asks my mind. "Perfect" answers my stomach. Well I quess that´s my breakfast for today. After I'm done eating I grab some T-shirt and baggy jeans, get my hair in ponytail and that't pretty much it. In my defense I don´t have enough money for better clothes and especially not for makeup. I realised that it's already 8:45am and that I will be late if I don't hurry. I quess a little running won't hurt nobody.

When I came to the bookstore it was alrady 9am. "Hahaha I am just in time" I though as I laughted to myself.

"What´s so funny ms. Taylor?" Ahhh. just when I thought my morning strated good... "Nothing miss Abbott, I just remembered something funny" I said through clenched teeth. God this women is just traying to find some reason to get me fired.

"To bad you can´t remember more important things." She pointed out with her finger at the clock. "Like getting on work in time." And she left muttering something for herself. Ahh, how much I hate that woman. It´s not my fault that her perveted husband drools over me every time he sees me. He was the one that offered me a job and because I really needed the money and there were not many places I could work without school, I just took the job. I could see how he was looking at me, but I was not afraid. I would just kick his ass if he ever tries something. I was used to people judging me even before they actually know me, so I just shrug it off and went to work. There wasn't much to do at bookstore so I had plenty of time to read as many books as I want, and for free.... hehe perks of being a library lady. Even though I didn't go to school I learned just enough at the orphanage to help me study on my own. And the fredom to chose what you want to learn is something that I wouldn´t change for any school out there. Time past fast when you read books you know. You can just get lost in them and live lives that weren't yours. Don't get me wrong. I said I said I was happy and I am. I know how bad my life could be and that's why I'm happy with this... but there are times when I I wish I had more. If i had family... Just as I was getting lost in my thoughts I saw mr. Abbott coming into the store.

"Hello ms.Taylor. You are as beautiful as ever" said mr. Abbott as he was coming closer to me.

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"Good aftornoon mr. Abbott." I said while trying to maintain my fake smile on face.

"I told you to call me Peter Taylor, there is no need for formalities between us." he said as he winked at me. No need for formalities?!! You can basically be my grandfather you pervert. Oh what did I do to deserve this. Breathe Taylor, breathe. Just as I was trying to contol myself to not do something I will regret later, ms. Abbott came in yelling. "What the hell are you doing Peter?"

As soon as mr. Abbott heard her voice he froze and his face has gone pale. "Ohh this will be worth watching" I thought to myself. "I leave for two hours and you already start flirting with this whore." I'm used to her calling me names so I just shrug it off. If she didin't came in I'm pretty sure mr. Abbott would be on his way to the hospital right now and I would be without a job. So I'm actually thankful to her.

"Oh my wife what are you talking about. I was just greeting our employee here." mr. Abbott said with innocent face. "You old pervert if I didn't know better I might have belived you..." said mrs Abbott angrliy. "We are going home NOW!"

"Ah God, how bad of a man was I in my past life to get this kind of woman for a wife in this one..." muttered mr. Abbott to himself as he looked at me. "Well I quess I will not be able to see your pretty face for a weekend. See you in mond..."

"PETER!!! I swear to God you will sleep on the streets if I see you flirting again." mrs. Abbott was fuming with anger. "Hahahahahaha I feel better already" I thought to myself while laughing.

"And you" said mrs. Abbott while pointing finger at me. "Take that pretty smile of your face or you will be left without a job." I nod while tryng to contain my laugh and look serious. "And don't forget to look the door after you close the bookstore." said mrs. Abbott as she and her husband left. I breath the sigh of relief. It's finally quiet again.

Time went by and it was already 5pm, so that means my work is finally done. I grab my backpack and locked the store. Because I didn't eat anything for lunch I decided to grab some pasta on my way home. Pasta became my favorite meal with time. It was tasty and most of all cheap. As I was eating I was already near my apartment. It was not a safe neighborhood, far from safe actually, but God only a fool would dare to attack me. As I was thinking how good I actually fight I heard cries of a kid. I immediately hurried to the sound of the voice. And then I saw it. Two men were trying to kidnap a little boy. Because the kid was struggling and screaming, one of the man hit him hard. And that´s when I lost it. I may be a heartless monster to others but when it comes to kids I don´t turn blind eye. I hate to see kids who are getting bullied, they remind me of myself. Of how weak i was, how desperately i cried for help but no one came. I was all alone. "I didn't fight for a while now, so I better not be out of shape" I said to myself as I was coming closer to them.

"Let that kid go while I'm still asking nicely," I said with a serious tone. Two man looked at me with a suprise evidenc on their faces. They were probaly shocked that they didn't notice me but when they realised I was a woman they just started laughing.

"Hahahaha who do you think you are huh?" one of the man said.

"Dude this bitch is hot as hell." The other man said with lustful look in his eyes. "Imagine how much money we will get if we sold her as well."

"But first I will taste her myself hehe." The first man licked his lips and smiled wickedly. "You take care of the kid and I wll get the woman." The other man noded and grabed the kid. The little boy already stoped crying and was looking at me with hopeful eyes. "Don't worry little one, I will definitely save you." I though to myself as I smiled warmly at him.

"You will regret this you know," I said while shaking my head and looking at the kidnapper. "And who is the one who will make me regret," said the man mockingly.

"You know soon" as I said that I started running towards him. His face was full od suprise seeing me act first, but he hurriedly composed himself as he waited for my attack.

TIME SKIP 4 hours

The night has already fallen. In the dark alley there could be seen several figures standing above two laying man who were soaked in blood.

"Where is he?" asked the stranger whos face coudn´t be seen beacuse of the darkness, but the sound of his voice was enough to send someone shivers down the spine.

"Who is this man... even she didn´t scare me as much as he does," thought one of the kidnappers. "I I I I ddon´t knoww, she took him."

"Who is She?" said the stranger while pressing his leg on the wound of the kidnapper.

"AAangel of death," said the kidnapper.

"The NAME!" said the stranger angrily. "NOW!"

"I don't know, nobody knows who she is. But I saw how she looks like. If you let me live I will tell you." the kidnapper was shivering in fear knowing that this is his last chance to survive. But before he could even react, he was dead. Just like that his miserable life ended.

"I hate when someone tries to threatens me." said the stranger and then looks at the other kidnapper while smiling creepily. "Now shall we try again. How does she look like?" Seeing that he doesn't have a choice, the other kidnapper bows his head in defeat. He was trying his best to remember every single detail of that woman.

"She has... long black hair and... and blue eyes. She was the most beautiful woman I ever saw... you... you will immediately recognise her... Please... I already told you everthing I know, spar..." BANG...BANG... shots could be heard as the bodies of the two dead man lay there soaked in blood.

"Find out everything about her." Not bothering to give a second look at the dead bodies, the stranger light up his cigarette as he starts walking towards the black Range Rover. "You have 12 hours:"

"Yes boss," said the man as he and the six others bow lighty.