There was a girl.
She wore her long blond hair in dreadlocks. She wore a black jacket that was half zipped, revealing a pink shirt. She was rather pretty, except...
And she was 49% cyborg.
And Her name is Ava.
Ava hid in the alley, waiting for... something. Something special. Something... or rather someone.. who would except her metal arms and right leg.
She had yet to meet that someone.
Ava, starving, walked out of the alley, putting both her arms into thick black gloves. She looked around. A karate class. A bakery, A ice cream shop. A grocery market. A... jail.
Ava shivered and went into the grocery store. She looked down at her pants and boots to make sure they were hiding her leg.
"Hello! Can I intrest you in new shampoo?" The clerk said.
Ava shook her head. "No, thank you."
"How about the most delicious hawaii rolls?" the clerk tried.
"No, I'm full." Ava lied.
The clerk gave her a strange look. "Put it in your fridge."
Ava didn't bother saying she didn't have a home, or a fridge.
"How about a new phone case with a kitty on it?" The clerk pressed.
"No," Ava decided. "Were do you have your oil? The oil that stops feet- er, metal form creaking."
The clerk raised her eyebrows. "Are you, um, metalic?"
"Uh..."Ava bit her lip. "Would that be a problem?"
"I believe so." The clerks eyes narrowed.
Suddently, a huge man grabbed Ava's collar, pulling her up to his face. He had a scar on his right cheek. Ava couldn't breath as he choked her. "Your a cyborg?" He breathed.
"Yes." Ava squeaked.
His lips turned into a nasty smile. "How much of you is cyborg?"
"F-f-forty n-n-nine p- percent." Ava gulped.
The man smirked. "Lets make that 50%, shall we?" He asked.
Ava knew what she needed to do. She needed to fight back.
Suddently, she kicked him in his shin. He winced a little. She grabbed his shoulders and threw herself backward. His grip slipped. She spun around and grabbed her leg, unbuckling it and knocking his head with it.
6 police officers ran in, eyeing her.
Ava smirked and threw her leg around, knocking 2 of them in the head. She smiled apoligeticly. Then she grabbed some oil and put money on the table. "Keep the change." Then she put her leg on and then she ran out of the store.
She heard a police officer yell behind her, "Hands up!"
Ava just smirked and spun around, throwing knives to the police officer's toes. She saluted them, and ran.
Merci pour la lecture!