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"I hated everyone I worked with. I never bonded with anyone, I never talked to any of my soldier comrades." Amnity scratched her head, trying to remember the name anyway. "Why?...Should I know him? The name seems familiar. Maybe I do know him..."

"The 'Only Survivor' that managed to escape when I went on a murderous rampage." Amnity pointed out casually, loading her revolver with LP bullets. She smirked when he told her that he was more insane then her. "Really Zahzi? How long have you known me?" She let out a sadistic laugh, shaking her head lightly, looking back at her weapon.

Amnity suddenly looked at him. "OH! That guy....Yeah he's nuts." She let out a laugh. "And coming from me thats saying A LOT. Everyone in the squad would always try their best to stay away from him." Click. Her revolver made a light click, and she quickly took out the bullets that were inside. "He tried to drink my blood once, nearly took his head off. He and I respected each other, but deep down inside we knew that the other had to die. I tried to kill him in multiple occasions..." Suddenly, Amnity stopped loading her revolver. Her breathing suddenly became unsteady, she glared at the ground. She gritted her teeth angrily and spoke through her teeth. "They chose him over me...HIM!" In rage, she clutched the barrel of her gun and bent it until it made the shape of a U. "They wrote me off as a failed experiment...They took him instead of me! They said he was stronger!" Suddenly, she began laughing murderously. "But that was the last thing they ever said...I just can't believe that that...That BASTERD managed to escape!" Uh oh, she's mad. She looked down at her revolver, which was now, for some reason crushed and crinkled in her hands. Her expression softened and she sighed.

Amnity looked at him with a shocked expression. Then a grin tugged her lips, a scary, frightening grin. The type of smirk that Navox usually had, but a bit more sadistic. "Then let him come." She crunched the metal gun until it was a small metal ball that fit in her palm. The soldier held it up to show Zahzi, the smile did not disappear from her face. Suddenly, she crushed it in her palm, and when she opened her hand the only thing that was left was black dust. "I get to finish what I started..."

Amnity blinked a few times, the smirk disappearing from her face. She looked down at the black sand in her hands, then let out a gasp. "WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO MY REVOLVER!?!" She was completely oblivious to the fact that it was all her fault. "That was my favorite one....F***..." She sighed, letting the powder fly from her hand. "So what were we talking about again?"

Amnity's eye twitched a bit. That angered her. She crossed her arms and glared at him. "Want to run that by me again?"

"...."

"It's better that we moved to a different apartment dear. We don't want the last incident that occurred to happen again."

"I agree, that was frightening." The wife said, shivering at the memory. They were the same family that lived next door to Amnity's apartment, where Zahzi had crashed through the wall and landed in their living room. "But we're safe now, I doubt that it will happen ag-"

CRASH!!! Well...At least it wasn't Zahzi this time...A lamp post crashed through the wall, missing the poor screaming housewife by inches. It was meant to hit Zahzi, but it missed him too. Through the hole in the wall that that lamp post made, they could hear Amnity screaming. "I DON'T NEED ANGER MANAGEMENT!!!"