Stars

Staryl Will: Wanted dead or alive
Reward: 300k
Description: 8 year old girl with green eyes and brown hair wielding multiple types of guns.
Wanted for mass murder of half of New York, attempted assassination of president Obama, robbing 67 banks across the nation, and breaking into 10 US post locations.

Star smiles at the tv infront of her before taking a hammer and smashing it to pieces. Around her was littered with broken glass, blood and shelves that were knocked down. She picks up her bag of goods and took out a mini bottle of hair spray. She sprays the floor leading to the middle of the store and put the bottle down then takes out a match and lights it. As she walks out of the store she sets the match down at the end of the hair spray trail and sets the store on fire.

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19. Cute but Deadly

The sun rose and shone on Star's face, her eyes fluttered open and a smile crept onto her face. Jamal was sitting in front her waiting for her to wake up.

"Good morning boo, i was gonna let you sleep for a while longer but i guess i woke you up huh?" Jamal patted her head and stood up. "Go get ready, where're going to your favorite place!"

Star's eyes lightened up, "The Cheesecake Factory?" Jamal nodded.

"We're gonna spend the whole day together, going to eat breakfast, to the mall, the park, watch a movie, lunch, ice cream, dinner, then theres a surprise for you tonight by the harbor. So look forward to it. By the way, have you seen Ebony? I haven't seen her since yesterday..." Star shrugged and looked over to her closet. Jamal sighed and rubbed his head, "Where did that woman go?" He closed the door and continued to mutter to himself down the hallway.

From under Star's bed, she pulled out a backpack that was shaped like a stuffed bear. Star walked over to her closet and opened it, pulling out her other backpack and scattering her weapons on the ground. The she quickly ran over to the door to lock it, making sure no one comes in. She went over to her desk and retrieved a bright orange colored nail polish and began to paint the muzzles and the triggers of her gun to make it look like they were toy guns. She placed them by her window, beneath the sunlight to dry and picked out that day's outfit. 

Star went over to her closet and pulled Ebony out; since she was beginning to really smell, Star decided to disposed of Ebony while she was out. She bent down and proceeded to wrap Ebony up in duct tape, forming her into a fetal position. It took Star a while because Ebony had so much body fat, she couldn't even put her knees up that high. Star groaned and picked up her knife; she raised it and began to hack off Ebony's limbs, retching each time she made contact. When Star finished she stuffed Ebony into different garbage bags along with her trash in the room and bloody clothes that she used to clean up the mess. In the end, she ended up with 4 big bags of body part and trash.

There was a knock on the door, "You okay in there Star? I hear a lot of gag noises, you need help?" Jamal jiggled the door.

"I'm okay... It's nothing, don't worry about it!" Star could feel that Jamal was going to question her, but he said 'ok' and walked away. After she was sure he was gone she pulled out a phone she took from the shed and put it to her ear.

It rang and then clicked, "Hellooooo~ how can uncle Frank be of service today?" A rough voice resonated through the phone.

"I need you to get rid of a dead body for me..." the other side went silent.

"H-how long has it been dead?" Dr. Frank stutters, she could hear him breath heavily into the phone.

Star complains in disgust, "Eww, dont do that! Anyways, I just killed her last night. She smells horrendous, will you please come get her? I put her into some trash bags in my room, it should be easy for you to remove her... Also can you bring like air freshener?" Dr. Franks breaths quickens.

"YOU CUT HER UP? WHERE? WHICH PLACES?" Dr. Frank started yelling at her causing Star to almost drop her phone.

"I DON'T KNOW!" she yells back, "I JUST CUT HER UP SO IT WAS EASY TO STUFF HER INTO THE BAGS! SHE'S A FATASS YOU KNOW! UGH! JUST COME HERE WHEN I LEAVE THE HOUSE AND GET HER YOU DAMN QUACK." Star quickly shuts the phone and tosses it onto her bed, she stomps over to her drawer and picks out her usual tank top and shorts and lie them on the bed. then she went over to her closet and chose a pretty sun dress to wear over her underclothes.

The room went silent as she laid the dress down next to her shorts, Star walked over to the guns and touched them. The paint seemed to have dried so she carefully placed them into the bear's stomach, then she unzipped the head and placed extra ammunition in it. She began to fill the other parts of the bear until it looked like a real stuffed bear instead of an inflated one. Star placed the bear next to her dress and walked to her bathroom to shower.

When she finished, Star put on her clothes; strapping a leg holster on each leg. Her right leg held an mk25 and her left leg held throwing knives, she put on her bear backpack and looked in the mirror; she smiled, Star was going to be the cutest killer the world has ever seen. 

Star turned around and picked up her last gun that had not been stowed away yet, "Jamal, I'm ready!" She opened the door and rushed to the living room. "Can I bring this with me? It's just one of my toys, see?" She held up her gun. Jamal gave her a puzzled look and shrugged, giving the ok.

"Come on, get in the car." He opened the door and held it for Star as she walked out. She went to his car and plopped herself in the front seat and fastened her seat belt, "Shall we go get breakfast, my princess?" Star giggled and nodded her head; she opened her window and felt the breeze on her face, then she held up her gun and loaded it.

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