Theres a new girl in town.

Rain poured to a steady beat, drenching anything and everyone in it's path. It danced across broken glass windows, seeping in through it's cracks. In the middle of the ghost town sat a once lively Office Building. It had lost its charm and now seemed a bit spooky. It's broken windows showed the death of many people. Although the area seemed dead and useless a small shape appeared to be making its way to the building.
The shape seemed to have an object in it's hand. Probably a weapon. Oh yes it was. A gun fully loaded and pointed at anything moving. Seeing that there was nothing the shape ran to the abbandoned building. Pulling open the door, the shape let out a grunt. The doors seemed aged and probably hadn't been touched in a while.
Suddenly a musty smell floated through the air. The shape, which now looked to be a teenage girl held onto her weapon pointing it at a small light. Slowly she approached it, holding her breath hoping she could just be alone and away from the monsters trying to hurt her. Slowly she kicked open the door letting light seap out of it. "Merda!" She hissed in a gracefull italian voice, as the door hit the ground with a thud. She kicked her leg free from the clinging door.
Suddenly you could see the girls face. Her hair was soaked, but held the traces of a once wavy dark brown locks. Her eyes ringed with running make up, looked black with anger. Her skin was tan and hidden under torn fishnets and black cloth. She could pass for a very pretty girl if she wasn't hidden under torn clothes and running make up. Scars ran up her legs and arms, each one holding their own story and she had alot.
With a sigh she sat down in a chair with a torn seat and once working wheels. She sat down her gun for a second as she wrung her hair free from water, leaving knots tangled together. The girl let her legs sprawl out in front of her as she sat down to rest for the first time in a while.