#her heart

Duty

Regina strolled across the mall, keeping her eyes wide open in search for her prey.

She saw hundreds of men, women and children all walking delightfully around the massive structure as they carried their big shopping bags full of expensive goods to prepare for the upcoming holidays.

But this was none of her business.

She had a contract to fulfill.

“Ouch!” a child screamed as Regina accidentally bumped into him.

“Mom, something just hit me!”

“What? Enough with the jokes Eric, we need to get to your grandparents’ until 5!”

Regina smirked as she proceeded on with her mission.

Nobody, rather, nothing could see her; not even the thermal cameras showed her form as she turned on cloak mode.

She had to stay incognito unless she wished to suffer the same fate as her prey.

Whom she just spotted.

Regina’s heart sped as she felt the tension of the approach,thinking about 20 ways how to extract the token from that beautiful and unprotected bosom.

She started to run as she grew impatient.

She was so close, and she could now see Jenny’s naive envisage right in front of her own.

“Yeah, and I- AAGH!!” Jenny screamed, dropping her phone, as some immense force started pushing her to the emergency exit hallway.

“You were being a bit too much of a nuisance, girl…” Regina murmured, disengaging cloak mode.

Jenny’s heart hammered beneath her ribs as Regina pushed her to the brick wall, out of everyone’s sight.

Regina smirked once more as pushed and felt the panic beating within her prey’s torso.

“So why bother..?” she whispered, forcing her palm onto Jenny’s pounding left breast.

“Wh..What?!” Jenny exclaimed, confused as an unknown figure randomly held her captive behind the building. “Get off me! Who the fu- HUCK!”

Regina shut Jenny up by charging her elbow straight towards her feeble throat.

“Why bother to resist against our system?” Regina exclaimed, feeling Jenny’s pulse speed up as she pushed further into her throat.

Jenny coughed as Regina let go, feeling her chest pound heavily as her lungs breathed in the fresh air.

“Now princess… Your life is over,” Regina spoke as she lightly rubbed her thumb across Jenny’s white cheek. “They wanted to know what your heart has in store for us..”

Jenny gasped for air as Regina punctured through the bottom of her bosom and drilled her arm deep inside her body and took hold of her pumping heart.

The pain was immense; the excruciating feeling left Jenny without words, only gasping for her dear life.

Regina could feel the frenzy going on inside Jenny’s mind and body as her victim’s heart pulsated rapidly inside her solid grip, with her lungs also expanding and contracting at extraordinary pace.

“Huck..! Nngh…” Jenny wheezed as she felt Regina squeeze her cardiac organ even harder.

Jenny felt as if her soul was being wrung out of her core as Regina smiled and enjoyed the blood pour in and out of the juicy organ.

“Pity that my hands aren’t strong enough to take this out straight from in between your breasts, Jenny.. That would’ve looked much more pleasant and felt so much better..”

“Mmf..! Get your hand.. ugh..! Out of me..!” Jenny screamed. “Let go of my.. my heart! It’s mine! You can’t take it from me..!!”

“Unfortunately darling, I’m holding it right in my hands right now.. I can even control how much blood can circulate around your body by holding as tight as I want.. Your life and your whole future depends on what my heart wants..” Regina murmured as she toyed with Jenny’s most vital organ. “Too bad for you, but I feel like giving you no future. You have such a soft and cozy kernel beating inside of you though, haha!”

Regina was loving this.

For the first time, she was out of sight and on no one’s leash, at least, for the moment.

She could play around with Jenny’s pounding heart all day and mock her whole life and worthiness using the captured organ.

But Regina didn’t have all day.

“I’m gonna extract your whole life out of your body, Jenny. How do you feel? As I so easily and cleanly hold your core, your name, your whole point of existence right in my pathetic little hand?”

Jenny could feel immense anger as she thought deeply about what this meant.

Despite the excruciating pain, Jenny’s anger met its peak as she was aware of how much of her honor was being shamed as some random assassin effortlessly clenched the most important organ in her body, ripping through her clear skin and mocked the torment she was suffering.

“I’m glad you had a thought about it. It’s time for you to go,” Regina whispered.

Jenny let out a final gasp as her eyes went wide open with the scene of her heart being ripped right out of her own bosom in her sight, pumping her warm blood all over her killer’s hand.

Regina then squashed the organ and poured Jenny’s leftover blood forcefully into her face, leaving Jenny’s barely conscious mind seeing only red with the liquid spreading across.

It was a cold, bright afternoon in the suburbs of Seoul.

Emily was tensed up with the cold air lightly passing her cheeks. She held her mask into place and squeezed down her cap. This was the first actual mission she was assigned to. The first kill.

She was lucky that the executives even gave her someone to pin down. Her failure was imminent just before her senior opened up the opportunity to prove herself. An opportunity for her to move up the ladder.

The mission was simple. Snow White protocol; ‘BRING US HER HEART.’ Emily made sure the address was correct: Seoul, Seocho Preston Apartment. 23rd floor. Her pulse increased as she walked through the automatic doors after inserting its password. She stood in front of the elevator and waited. The tension inside of her was rising. Her heart was pounding, half with ambition and half with fear, as she entered the elevator that carried her up to the unknown.

All Emily knew about the target was her name and her status: Ashley Breeze. She was an AWOL agent and cut off all communications with the headquarters a few weeks ago. Emily was sent to notify the price of such insolence. She exited the elevator and turned to the door on the right. 

It was almost exciting. Emily hadn’t felt such tension and nervousness in years. She never knew field work would be so intense during her years of training. She only hoped that the effects of the strength serum wore out for Breeze.

Emily, after a minute of calming herself down, pressed the mechanical doorbell. It had a lovely tune, a bit too much for one who was about to be murdered in broad daylight. Likewise, there was about 30 seconds of complete silence. Emily could feel her heart beating inside of her. She focused on it; pushed her combined three fingertips on top of her own left breast and felt it beat triumphantly between her two lungs. She could feel gentle push on her soft flesh every time the blood pumped through her core. She always thought that this phenomenon hid the importance of the human heart within one’s body.

She then felt it skip a beat as she heard footsteps from the apartment.

“Who is this?” It was Ashley. Her voice was trembling and extremely sensitive. She knew that she had to pay somehow.

Emily squeezed down her cap further and looked away from the camera installed into the mechanical doorbell. She now realized why her seniors always disliked working in Korea. These people had high-quality security cameras installed right into their doorbell. However, like it or not, Emily had to say something.

“Insurance,” she mumbled. “AWOL Insurance protocol..” The AWOL Insurance protocol could be explained straight from its name. A rogue protocol that could make AWOL agents disappear from any headquarter server.

To her surprise, Emily heard Ashley turn the door handle and push it open.

This was the moment.

Emily pulled the door ajar and grasped Ashley’s bare throat. Ashley gasped for air after such sudden assault and struggled to push Emily back. It was no use. Emily stood her ground and pushed Ashley into her own house. The door automatically locked itself as it closed.

Emily then threw a firm punch toward Ashley’s head, knocking her down to the white rug in the center of the living room. Ashley groaned as she strove to stand back up. Emily quickly took off her hat and attempted to pin her prey down, just as she was taught at the academy. Yet, Ashley was no easy target.

Ash expected the move and shot out her legs toward Emily’s stomach, making her fly back down to the ground. Emily began to panic. Her heart began to pound faster and faster as her limbs fought back the urge to shake.

“Who the f*ck are you?!” Ashley yelled, pulling herself back to her feet.

“Agent,” Emily stated. “You may now stop your resistance and surrender your life to the headquarters.”

“To hell with your headquarters,” Ashley replied. “I don’t need any more sh*t from you all…”

“Well, we’re not done yet, Breeze.” Emily ran toward Ashley and elbowed her to the big window. The glass shattered, making Ashley fall through and have glass panes cut and snip through her back. Emily could see the blood slowly flowing out of her victim. Ashley groaned and picked up the machete that she kept in her veranda. 

“You’ve made a bad mistake, sister,” Breeze mumbled as she approached Emily. Emily took out the knife she had on her belt and held her combat position. There was no need to fear the size of the blade if the wielder was not intimidating. The machete swung in front of Emily as she dodged, but realized the blade cut through her clothing, making a big gash on the chest of her sweater. Breeze gave a nasty smirk.

“Nice bra, you dog,” she taunted. “Must be a B or a C?” 

Emily felt enraged at the humiliation Breeze was giving her. Her clothing was being a nuisance. She grabbed and ripped the sweater even further from the gash and took it off completely. She now only had her amaranth sports bra protecting her flesh from the machete.

Breeze laughed and unzipped her own tracksuit and held up her chest triumphantly. Her back was still bleeding, but she did not give a sweat, as she was confident in defeating a newbie agent who was too emotional to kill her.

The two swung and dodged for at least half an hour, destroying practically everything in the house. Mirrors were shattered, the sink hose was cut down, and a few doors had menacing scars left on them, each with blades stuck into them. Emily and Ashley panted and sweated eagerly, throwing punches with the hope of at least subduing one another.

“AGGHH!!!” 

Emily stuck her knife into Ashley’s hip and pushed further to make sure it stayed there. Ashley panted in fear and pain as the blood leaked out. Emily climbed onto her victim’s body and swiped out the blade. Ashley whimpered and her eyes were bloodshot as Emily pushed her left knee hard onto the knife wound. 

Emily clapped her hand onto the left side of Ashley’s chest. She pushed down hard to feel the pounding more clearly. It was like art. The hammering beats were almost machine-like, as the organ tried its absolute best to supply its owner with more blood. 

“This little girl has more of a will to live than you, you weak mongrel…” Emily mumbled as she lowered her head to listen to the panic within Breeze. Ashley whimpered and gasped for her life as Emily pushed her ear onto the bosom. Emily enjoyed every last beat. She could almost hear the blood rushing in and out of the soft, fleshy muscle as Ashley’s numerous wounds bled out fast. The pumping of Ashley’s fast and strong heart exposed how much of an emergency she was in. Emily could hear all of it.

“You know what the strength serum does right?” Emily started. “It allows me to become at least three times stronger than a normal man. As far as I know, you still have that serum flowing through this little organ..” Emily pushed  Ashley’s breast to let her know how fast the heart beating by feeling its force through her flesh.

“But did you know that it doesn’t necessarily make your skin and bones impenetrable?” 

Emily swiftly pulled back her right arm and fueled her triceps to submerge her hand inside of Ashley’s chest. Ashley screamed in agony as the Emily’s hand puncture the flesh in the center of her chest, devastate her rib cage, smash through the pericardium, and seize her beating heart all in one go.

“So this is what it really feels like…” Emily murmured, giving Ashley a little heart massage. “Do you like it? You’ve never felt it yourself, but now I have. Have you ever fallen in love before? Has anyone been able to break your heart? Its pumps are so powerful.. I can feel all your losses and experience.” 

“Nnngh.. No.. Just do it..! I don’t need any… Uggh! More of your.. Huck..!” Ashley struggled to speak as Emily continuously squeezed and loosened her grip around her terrified heart. 

Emily paused the massage and grabbed the organ tightly, feeling the anatomy. 

“Do you want to know what your heart consists of?” she murmured, enjoying the scene of her prey struggling within her arrest. “This right here is your right ventricle, this here is your left. This part pushes all your oxygen-rich blood through your aorta which is… Let me see.. Oh, here it is! You feel that moving? Here, let me pinch it for a moment to let you know..” 

“Huck..! Huff.. Huff.. Huff.. Let me go..!”

Emily loved such mockery. It hurt Ashley’s dignity and name to have a newbie murderer force her hand inside her chest and lecture her the parts of her most important organ, first-hand.

“I know that you might have been a professional, Breeze, but now, so am I. Your time is over. This is your payment. Your heart not only pumps your blood, but it holds onto everything you fought for. Everything you lived for. Your passion, your dignity, pride, literally everything. I believe that’s why it’s so hot. And without it? You’re nothing. Just a cold, dead body with an empty cavity in its chest after a humiliating defeat.” Emily mumbled, tightening her grip around Ashley’s struggling heart.

“Mmf..!” Ashley felt the anger fuel her heart even more, but could also feel the blocked and faint pumping within it as Emily’s hand squeezed it tight. “Let me.. go..!! Get your hand.. out of me..!! It’s my heart..!! Let go of my heart..!!!”

Emily let out an evil laugh as she heard the most pleasant words drop out of her victim’s tongue. Ashley was pleading for her life. Emily had never felt such power before. To be able to hear her prey’s grovelling by threatening to end her life without a single ounce of effort.

“Too bad, senior.. I don’t even have to try in order to take this thing out.” Emily whispered. She leaned over and rapidly pushed her mouth to her victim’s, preventing Ashley from properly breathing by giving her a pleasant, deep smooch. Emily felt Ashley’s heart skip a beat. As soon as Emily finished her smooch, Ashley desperately gasped for breath, slightly feeling Emily’s tight grasp around her heart as the lungs expanded after inhaling.

Within that long gasp, Emily took the time to pull hard, splitting Ashley’s heart from her veins and arteries. The force was so powerful that it made Ashley’s rib cage stick open and properly give her the look of a lady who just had her heart pulled straight out of her breast. 

“You know, you’re gonna decay here anyway, so…” Emily grasped Ashley’s head and yanked as hard as she could, tearing off and shoved it right into the hole in her emptied chest. Emily smirked and stood back up on her feet as she saw Ashley’s bloodshot eyes roll up inside the eye sockets of her ripped head, with her long, blonde and beautiful hair now filling the gap between her two dead lungs.