• Raven hair flowed gently, just past her shoulder blades. Her emerald eyes shown fiercely in the light of the full moon. Black leather pants clung to her perfectly formed body, a black halter top to accompany the pants, along with thick-soled boots. He could see the hilt of a knife inside her left boot, another at her left and right hip. Her small, delicate hands were formed into fists at her side, taunt with anger. She was the most beautiful thing he and ever seen. Pity she was there to kill him.