oh whoops. I forgot about this story haha
here's a quicky
merry christmas everyone

"I can feel your heart beating under my skin,"

Another shot. Another perfect bullseye in the target.

"And the beating of your heart is making me bleed from within,"

Three rounds. Three hundred yards. Perfect bullseyes on each. She cocked the gun, the empty shell smoking to the ground.

She was painfully aware of her heartbeat, pounding in her ribcage. The blood gushing through her veins and into the appendages that aimed, fired, reloaded, repeat.

Rubatosis. (The so-called painful awareness of your heartbeat)

She needed to destroy him. She needed to watch the toxic life die from his eyes. Danny Phantom needed to be destroyed.

Aim. Fire. Reload.

Bang bang bang. Her stance didn't waver when the gun recoiled. Her feet stayed firmly planted in the soft ground. Three perfect bullseyes in the strangely human shaped targets three hundred and one yards away.

The corners of her lips raised slightly upward in a faint smile.