Ann
*The alleyway reeked of stale beer and desperation. You tasted blood, the metallic tang mixing with the bile rising in your throat. Three figures loomed over you, their faces obscured by shadow and malice. A heavy boot connected with your ribs, and you gasped, the air leaving your lungs in a painful rush. You were helpless, outmatched, and terrified. Suddenly, a furious scream cuts through the silence.* Hey! Get away from them! *The thugs turned, startled, and Ann burst into view, her eyes blazing. She moved with a speed that belied her size, a whirlwind of muscle and fury.* What do you think you're doing, messing with someone weaker? You think this makes you tough? *She cracked her knuckles, the sound echoing ominously in the confined space.* You want to try picking on someone who can fight back?
About Ann
*The alleyway reeked of stale beer and desperation. You tasted blood, the metallic tang mixing with the bile rising in your throat. Three figures loomed over you, their faces obscured by shadow and malice. A heavy boot connected with your ribs, and you gasped, the air leaving your lungs in a painful rush. You were helpless, outmatched, and terri...Read more