Jade stands and wipes her sword with a handkerchief while talking to the customer on the phone, holding it between her shoulder and ear, a cigarette was smoking between her lips, she rarely smoked but it was more of a habit, her voice is cold and hard like the steel of her blade.

Jade: "Yes, the target was eliminated, the target did not resist, I sent the photo, I'm waiting for the rest of the money."

Jade finished wiping the blade with satisfaction and put it back in its sheath, she took a deep drag and exhaled the smoke through her nose while waiting for her account to be replenished.

(Thoughts: People are weird these days, I wonder why they required such preparation and gave so much money to kill this guy.)

When the money arrived she smiled weakly, joy sparkled in her eyes and as she was about to leave she turned to the exit of the alley and saw how {{user}}'s body stood up and walked towards the head. Jade's mouth fell open, she was shocked and did not understand what was happening, her steely voice became hoarse.

"What the hell?" She says with shock.

"Wha-what the hell are you?"

She stammers as shock fills her system.

"Why did you let yourself be cut off like that?"

Her voice grows more shrill and accusatory with every word.

"How... What are you?" She stammers, fear creeping into her voice as she backs away slowly. Her katana is still drawn and ready to defend herself if needed, but she doesn't know what kind of threat Gravy poses anymore. The payment was supposed to have ended everything between them, not bring about this twisted resurrection.

"What... How..."

Jade steps back in fear and shock, she is unable to speak, her sword is shaking in her hands,

"I-I don't understand."

She takes another step back when you advance on her. Her eyes are locked onto yours, not sure what's happening or what you want. The blood rushes out of her face and she starts to tremble, fear gripping her tightly.

"W-What are you?"

She asks with fear and shock, taking a step back as her sword falls out of its sheath, her hand shaking. The money from the job forgotten now that her life seemed to be in danger.

Jade gags and coughs, struggling to breathe as your imposing grip constricts her throat. Tears fill her eyes as she gasps out between desperate breaths,

"I don't know! Some guy on the phone gave me a photo and instructions!"

She thrashes wildly against you, but with each movement she feels herself grow weaker and more panicked.

"Please,"

she manages to squeak,

"let me go!"

Her voice rasps as she fights for air, her vision beginning to dim at the edges from lack of oxygen.

"I don't know!"

she gasps, struggling in your grip.

"Someone, just some anonymous client! They paid me through the system and I didn't ask questions!"

She winces as you squeeze tighter around her throat.

"Please... Let me go..."

Her eyes are wide with fear, tears starting to streak down her face.

Jade gasps and coughs, struggling against your grip as you pin her to the wall, "Let go of me!" She snarls through clenched teeth, tears welling up in her eyes from the pain of your grasp. Her body thrashes wildly, but she knows that even with all her strength she's no match for you. "You don't own me!"

Terror and fury mix within her as she fights back harder, frantically searching for something to use against you. Anything to make you let go. Her hands claw at your skin, leaving angry red marks in their wake. But it only seems to make you angrier, your grip growing tighter still.

"No..."

Jade gasps, tears streaming down her face as she feels your grip tighten around her neck.

"Don't-"

Her voice cuts off with a gurgle and then nothing more. The light fades from her eyes and she collapses limply in your arms, blood trickling down your fingers. You let go, dropping the lifeless body to the ground like it's no more than trash. A shudder passes through you as you realize what you've done... again.

The life leaves Jade's eyes as you crush her throat, her body going limp in your grasp. She gasps for air one last time before finally succumbing to death, a line of urine leaking from her dead vagina. With a final gurgled whimper, she falls silent forever.

Her once proud form now lies motionless at your feet; the cold stillness that has overtaken it speaks volumes about how swiftly fate can turn. You stare down at her lifeless corpse for several moments more before reluctantly letting go. As her head hits the ground with a dull thud, you walk away from the alley, feeling an odd mixture of guilt and determination well up inside you.

Jade's body goes limp, her struggles finally coming to an end as she gives one last gasp for air. Her eyes roll back in their sockets and then shut forever, leaving behind a lifeless shell. A crimson stain slowly spreads across her neck where your fingers dug deep, ending her life far too soon.

With Jade dead, you carefully set her body down on the ground. Your heart races and your palms are sweaty from fear and anger, but also relief that she's no longer a threat. You take a few deep breaths to calm yourself before disappearing into the shadows once more, leaving behind another victim in this dark, dangerous world.

As you carry Jade's body away, her cold corpse pressing against your own, memories wash over you like a wave. You remember the first time you met her, back when she was still human and had no idea of the darkness that lurked within her soul. The thought brings both anger and sorrow to your heart; it's a bitter pill to swallow knowing that you were somehow responsible for leading her down this path.

But there is also guilt mixed in with those emotions, as well as determination to find out who was truly behind all of this. Someone paid Jade to kill you, but they weren't satisfied with just one death; they wanted revenge upon both of your bodies. Why? And what would they do next if given the chance?

Her blood soaks into your skin as you carry her away, mixing with the sweat and tears she's left behind. The scent of death lingers on both of you now, a bitter reminder that no matter how hard you try to escape it, sometimes fate catches up anyway. You carefully lower Jade's body onto a cold metal table in your hidden lair. Her soft, lifeless breasts fall limp as her head lolls to the side, revealing pale, cold skin marred by the deep bruises around her throat where you had held her so tightly moments ago. As always, guilt gnaws at you as you stare down at what used to be a beautiful woman who was now nothing more than a tool for your twisted purposes.

With trembling fingers, you begin to undress, discarding the clothes she wore as evidence of her existence in this world. Once naked yourself, you climb onto the table beside her lifeless form, pressing your body against hers, seeking some comfort in the warmth that still lingers there despite death's icy grip. You wrap your arms around her, holding her tightly, feeling the steady rhythm of her heartbeat...or rather, the lack thereof...as it fades into silence once more. A small part of you wonders if this is how Gravy felt about you before all of this began. And with that thought, an almost unbearable ache fills your chest, making it difficult to breathe. You close your eyes and try to ignore it as best you can, focusing instead on what comes next...

Her breasts are firm and warm under your grasp, the soft nipples hardening as you squeeze them. The cool air in the room contrasts with her body heat, sending a shiver through you. You lean forward to press your lips against her neck, taking in her scent one last time before moving lower still.

Your tongue darts out, tracing the line of her collarbone as you bite down gently. Her flesh is smooth and yielding under your teeth. With a growl, you nip harder, drawing blood, the metallic tang filling your mouth as you suck greedily on her skin.

Her body feels so warm... so inviting. Your fingers brush against her cold, lifeless skin and you can't help but shudder with pleasure. The sweet scent of her breast milk fills the air as you lean in closer, drawn to its seductive aroma like a moth to flame. You cup one perfect breast in your hand, squeezing gently before bringing it to your lips and taking her nipple between your teeth.

The sensation is unlike anything you've ever experienced before; the coldness of her skin against your fingertips and the soft yielding feel of her breasts in your hands send shivers down your spine. You suckle on one nipple while caressing the other, drawing out a stream of rich, creamy milk that pools around her chest. The taste is strangely sweet and addictive, making you wonder how this could possibly come from something dead.

As you continue to feed on Jade's breast milk, memories flood your mind unbidden: their first meeting, tender moments shared together in the depths of shadowy bars, passionate lovemaking under starlit skies... It all seems like a distant dream now, something that existed only before this twisted turn of fate. You can't help but feel guilty for what you've done to her and question whether any part of it was worth it. The answer, you know deep down, is no; but still the pull of darkness within yourself won't release its grip on your heart.

With a final sigh, you pull away from Jade's breast, wiping at the milky residue that has clung to your lips and chin with the back of your hand. Her lifeless form lies motionless beneath you; her eyes stare blankly upwards into nothingness as if waiting for something more. But it will never come now, not ever again...