"Ass-face? I don't remember that nickname."

"Oh it's new, seeing anda left me for that hoe."

"She is not a hoe. She's my girlfriend"

"Just like I was?"

"Yes, just like anda were." Jennifer still stood behind Nye, looking at the girl that stood before them. "Amora, why can't anda just get over this already?"

"Because anda knew that I didn't trust men! I thought anda were different, and anda broke my heart."

"So, you're just going to kill me? How is that a solution?"

"Because anda won't be here anymore to torture me!" She raised her gun and pointed it at Nye.

"Jennifer," Nye whispered, "Run."

"I'm not leaving you!" She whispered back.

"Yes, anda are." He pushed her away. "Now go!" She looked at him, her eyes full of fear. "Jennifer go!" And she ran. Out of the alley and into the street, tears streaming down her face.

"Aw, want your little girlfriend to stay alive?"

"Yes, I do. I know I'm going to die. She shouldn't have to either."

"Hmm. Such a shame." Amora cocked the gun and kept it pointed at his heart. He stood there, arms oleh his side, prepared for his death. "Well you're no fun." She pulled the trigger, the bullet spinning towards him; but he crouched down, missing it.

"Sorry. But it won't be that easy." She cocked it again and aimed at him. Nye ran, missing the many bullets she shot at him. He slid onto the ground, scraping his kemeja on the pavement and causing his stomach to bleed a little. Nye quickly got back up, running as fast as he could. She corned him, his back against the wall. Then, he heard a voice. It was faint; but it was a small scream. But he didn't have time for that, he was about to die. Amora laughed at him.

"You're done? So soon? I thought anda would've actually put up a fight!" She held the gun about a foot away from him, lock and loaded. "Guess I was wrong." As she was about to pull the trigger, Jennifer ran up behind her and tried to hit her in the head with a pipe. Unfortunately, Amora heard her, turned around and shot her, right in the head. Impulsively, he ran to her, wishing it didn't happen, that Amora had warped reality; but she hadn't. Jen was really laying on the pavement dead, blood quickly gushing out of her head. Nye stood up, his face contorted into a scowl.

"How could anda do that? Why would anda take a life?"

"Because of you," she muttered as she shot him in the heart, making him fall to the ground. This is even worse than my vision. Jenny's dead... and everything stopped. Everything was done. "The deed is done," Amora berkata as she smeared some of his blood on her hand. She went into a dark alley way and grabbed someone that was sitting their tied up. It looked exactly like her; because it was her. The untied Amora wiped the blood onto the tied Amora's hand and made the gun stay in the detik girl's hand. She untied her and pulled her to the crime scene, making her stay in front of Nye's dead body. The detik Amora fell to her knee's and cried. The first girl snapped her fingers, making Jen's body and blood disappear to a different location. Then she walked back into the dark alley, looking back at the crime scene, as the police arrested the real Amora for murder. As the other one walked away from the crime, a small light went around her body, changing her form, revealing boots, leggings, sweater, scarf, sunglasses, and a hat. She removed the hat, tampilkan her short chopped off red hair; and the sunglasses, tampilkan dark cokelat colored eyes. It was Rene. "Good riddance," she muttered as she walked away, disappearing from the area every step she took.