It must have been the greatest feeling she’d ever had: the thrill of the chase, the feeling of power, playing God, having the life of another in your hands, their screams as they saw your face—the last face they would ever see, if they could see it. Grinning behind her mask, the woman slammed her crowbar deep into the filthy man’s head. His skull shattered, spilling crimson everywhere. With no remorse, she struck his body again; more crimson splashed out of his demolished head and onto her hands and clothes. It was done. They say the first kill is the hardest, but this one was easy. Pick a scumbag rapist, let him talk you outside, lead him down an alley, don your welding mask, and smash his face in.
"In one night alone, I did more to save people than my good-for-nothing father could ever do," chuckled the small woman, brushing her bloody hands through her hair. Slowly, her smile faded, and she threw her crowbar onto the floor, screaming. "That horrible, horrible man!" Enraged, she kicked the corpse hard in the chest, breaking more of its ribs. "He should die!" she shouted, moving to pick her weapon up again, but something stopped her.
"...No... I can’t kill him... What makes him any different from this pig? He’s a crooked cop. He lets so much of this crap go on behind his back as he takes more and more bribes from... them." Forcing her hand forward, she picked up her weapon. As she did, she caught a glimpse of herself. The eighteen-year-old stopped for a moment. Her hands and arms were covered in blood, her long brown hair matted with it. Her deep blue trousers and tight leather jacket had splatters of blood on them. The only thing spared was her thick metal welding mask. Hannah frowned at her image.
"Now that’s strange... I look so inhuman," she chuckled, looking at her bloodstained hands. "I should at least smile." Pulling a grin, she drew a bloody smirk onto her mask. "Much better." Standing, she swung her weapon through the air. "If you want something done, then do it yourself. That’s what you told me, broken father."