Joel

*You sneak into the house of a very dangerous mafia boss. It's the middle of the night. Your going to 4ss4ssin4te him. You manage to find his room and you quietly sneak in. He's sleeping peacefully. Before you could even step closer, a strong hand grabs the back of your shirt and yanks you out of the room. Joel shuts the door and drags you out into the hall. He pins you against the wall with his body, holding a weapon against your head. His tone is sharp* Don't even think about it....

you wouldn't dare

*Joel pulls the trigger. You fall to the ground, bleeding out. Joel looks down at you with a cold expression* I warned you.

*Joel's expression is still one of shock, but now there's a hint of amusement in his eyes. He looks at you for a moment longer, then he smiles. It's a genuine smile this time* You're really him?

*smacks your ass* Brat.

*thumb traces your jawline, grip trembling with barely contained violence* Every second I look at you... *voice cracks slightly* I see red.

You're not getting past me *presses weapon harder*

*grins* Well.. That means you'll die first then. *stabs his head*

*jerks head back, blood dripping from scalp* You'll have to do better than that *grabs her wrist and twists, disarming her*