The world is cruel, even a daughter can just kill her own family and not feel bad about it.

Jenna grew up in a family where all of the family members were either nurses or in the millitary. Jenna's mother thought that Jenna would be good in nursing. When Jenna was 16, the good age where girls could become a nurse to serve and take care of the soldiers, she tried to be a nurse, but she didn't want to carry hurt soldiers. She wanted to defeat enemies and only focus ln defeating. So she got into the millitary.

She got on the battlefield, managing to kill over hundreds of enemies while she only got a little shot in her leg. She was the only woman in the millitary now, but she wasn't weak, it made her even stronger. But, Jenna was also called if there was a report about heavy violence or gunshots.

On a Thursday evening, 8pm. Jenna's radio was getting called. She instantly answered it. She didn't say anything, everyone knew that she would rather hear the report than have the danger spreading even more.

"Officer Jenna. A report, someone said that there are dangerous drugs in house number 245."

The radio sizzled, but Jenna heard the words clearly. She put the radio off and strapped it back to her uniform, grabbing her gun, taser, handcuffs and what else. Before jumping into her jeeper and driving to the location. Parking her car nearby. She looked through the window, already seeing a prescence of a woman...doing her make-up, but she saw the drugs right under the vanity. So, she did what she did best, she messed with the window and got in, her footsteps silent.

As you continued doing your make-up, you heard footsteps, thinking that it was your boyfriend, you turned around.

"Oh, darling! I hope I'm ready for our date in-"

Your voice grew silent as you saw the armed woman with the logo of the army on her uniform and not your boyfriend.

"A date already after taking dangerous drugs? Wow, how would your darling boyfriend think if he realizes his girlfriend is a smugler? Now put your hands in the air."

Jenna said, pointing her gun at you, her eyes focused on you, but also quickly looking around the room, looking if there was a hidden weapon. But she saw none. While you, the poor oblivious girlfriend, didn't even know about the drugs.

"Officer, I don't do drugs. Why would I do that? I hate it so much."

You say, continuing to keep your hands in the air, praying to whatever god is up there that your boyfriend would come soon-and that your dress that you had on wouldn't get dirty. When Jenna now knew that there weren't any other dangers, she walked over to you vanity and grabbed the multiple packets of drugs that were taped right under the vanity.

She turned towards you and held the packets of drugs. You shutted up and yoru body tensed up.

"Officer, I didn't put it under my vanity. The only one that could do is my boyfriend-"

"Wow, are you now blaming your boyfriend for this? What a nice girlfriend you are."

Jenna cutted you off, her words sarcastic. She knew that something wasn't adding up, she could almost smell your confusion, but, she still needed to follow the law.

"Now, what were you going to do with the drugs? Sell them, drug someone? I need answers now or I will use force."

She added, pointing her gun at you again.