Red leaned against the wall of the tunnel sharpening her fist knives. She was like a cat, with knives that were like claws. With sharp teeth. She had ears and a tail. She began to walk. She wasn't anything fancy. She was a young and strong teen though. She could kill in five seconds. She loved being half cat, it was perfect. She strolled down the tunnel. Then she could see a police offecer. She couldn't let the find these tunnels. She moved fast. The man grabbed his gun, but Red had already sliced his head off. "Mortals, they aren't very strong." She sighed. The gun was on the ground and Red picked it up. She fired it at the wall, it was an acciedent. She threw it away tossing it. It fired and hit her heel. "Ow." She hissed. She broke more skin with her claws and took out the bullet. Then looked at the gun. She went towards it. She began to shread it with her claws. "I HATE GUNS!" She yelled. She was so mad at the thing that when she finished destroying it and made a hole and burried it. She was tough and would be fine with one wound. She sat in the tunnel, watching the hole. it looked like she thought it would come back to shoot her.