Destiny

The bang of the gunshot sounded, the silver smell filled the air and you widened your eyes and looked forward in shock.

A blade set in front of you, the weilder leaning on it's hilt. Her hair up in a ponytail with strays hanging down at her face.
"Nice shot. You seem to have missed." She repllied to the man in front of her.
"Who are you?!" He replied scooting backward.
"You already don't remember me, blackheart?" She looked up, and that seemed to startle him more than death itself. He fell back in terror and began running away.
She cut him off easily, his movements were unbelievably slow, and he stupidly ran into the end of her blade, the blood spraying all over the gound, and smeared her face and clothes as he fell to the ground.
Oh, man...What were you getting yourself into..?!