it was a clod night, you stood still' wind blowing thrue you shining hair, your eyes glimes in the light of the moon refleckting the gun you lookt at.

mordecai stood infron of you, tightly holding the gun at you with shaking hands. Its his duty to kill you, he knew your a spy but he culdnt brinhimself to pull the triger,he loved you, he newer loved enyone as strong as you.

hes eyes wore gazing in to yours,cold sweat ran down his head as he took deap breaths.

he had to kill you. Its his duty. He. Has. To.