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"Thank you Zahzi." Amnity said. She put some alcohol into the frying pan and suddenly a pillar of fire erupted from it, then subsided. It was like she was a chef. "A few rules to remember though when your under my roof." She began cooking breakfast, her eyes burning like fire. "1. Do not go into that closet over there." She pointed to artillery room, her voice suddenly cold and stern. "2. Try not to light a match or start a fire near that closet....For various reasons I'd rather not explain." When she was done cooking baked eggs, she placed them in a plate and set it on the table. "3. You will eat everything I cook. No questions." Vosa looked over at Roku and growled, baring his razor sharp fangs. The giant Doberman barked. Amnity hissed at him in disapproval and the dog shrunk back in fear. "And the 4th thing. Nothing leaves this apartment....You did not see anything, you do not recognize anyone....Got it?" She held the kitchen knife in her hand and stabbed it into the counter, driving at least 5 inches into the metal.

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Amnity looked at him.....Then burst out laughing. "HAHA!!....Oh....Oh you're serious." Amnity shrugged. "No, theres no problem at all! Really, I don't give a crap since everyone is carrying a weapon in this household." She looked over at Vosa, who was sleeping. "Hell, maybe even my dog has one." She looked back at him, then pointed at the food she set out for him on the table. "Eat. And as long as you don't use your weapons in here, It's be alright."

Amnity took the remote and stayed by the kitchen, turning on the TV. The channel 16 news crew were covering the mysterious death of John Baulder.
"This is Kristin Marshall for Channel 16 Sarit news. We are now with police chief Christopher Anaksha on the story of the mysterious murder of a mysterious man. Sources tell us that the man was shot on the the mandible and the frontal lobe of the brain. It's taking researches hours to anazlyze who this mysterious man is. Chris has more in this story, Chris?"
"Thank you Kristin."
"Now do you believe that this brutal murder was a result of gang violence in the city."
"No, it isn't. The information given to me states that this cannot be the work of just gang members. We believe that this is a work of a skilled marksman, still at large in the city. We urge the people at home. If you have any information to who-" Amnity changed the channel quickly and growled, throwing the remote across the room. "Idiots." She growled, mostly angry then anything else. Vosa trotted over to her and nudged her in the arm, as if he was trying to cheer her up. The soldier grinned and knelt down, petting her dog on the head. "No....You're not the idiot...."

"I wish I hadn't of bashed his face in. If they had identified the b*****d they would realize themselves that the murder was totally called for." The soldier growled a growl that would make a lion jealous. "I do not do senseless murders. I should not be punished for this."

"Yeah...I guess I shouldn't complain." Amnity chuckled a bit and scratched her head. "Assassinations are more emotionally difficult then anything else. At least I get paid right?" Amnity smiled. "I just can't believe that people still use me to tag hits on people....It's been a while....Well, it gives me me something to do."

Amnity chuckled. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I haven't hung up my guns yet, but I'm done with senseless murders." She shrugged. "I'm just glad I have something to do still." The soldier walked over and sat down on the couch. "How about you? What are toy going to do on your free time?"