The Elementalist

Mary Kate- Springfield, Illinois

12:00 am CST

Mary Kate glanced around her, looking at the dead bodies of six men that had cornered her a couple of minutes beforehand, and they looked like they had been mangled by some ravenous animal and not some person that had a will to survive.

"I have warned you all not to mess with me," she muttered as she started to check the bodies of the dead people.

Her black hair fell into her face and covered her face like a veil while she started to pickpocket the fallen six men.

"Awww thanks, Chap," she said, with a smirk while she took off a leather jacket from one of the guys. "This is a great jacket and should hide my treasures, since you all decided to destroy my other one."

Mary Kate placed the black leather jacket on, not caring about the blood stains that were on it. "It can be washed," she muttered to herself as she picked the rest of their pockets.

When she reached over for the last person, a phone in her new leather jacket started to vibrate, and she flinched in shock and surprise.

"What the hell?" she asked while she glanced at the guy, who she had stolen the jacket from. "You got someone to call you at midnight to check on you?" she asked and raised an eyebrow in question. "Awww, that is so sweet of them. I should give them my condolences."

The female grabbed the phone and flicked it open while she held it to her ear. "Yelo?" she asked and cocked her head to the side while she raised an eyebrow in question.

"If this is Mary Kate, please press one," a robotic voice said on the other end of the line.

Mary Kate frowned, and the hair on the back of her neck stood at attention. Her whole body grew tense, and she stared at the guy in front of her with narrowed eyes. "Umm, this ain't she. Maybe you should try callin' back later?" she asked and raised an eyebrow in question.

"If this is Mary Kate, please press one," the same robotic voice said.

"Dude, you're freaking me out right now," Mary Kate said, and she backed away from the bodies while she shook her head. "And I don't like that. I don't get freaked out."

"Please, press one," the voice said again.

Mary Kate's hand twitched, and her gray eyes glanced around the bodies of the men around her before she started to weigh the pros and cons.

The nervousness turned to curiosity, and she shrugged and grimaced before she pressed her lips into a thin line. "Eh, what can hurt?" she asked before she pressed the number one.

"Please, hold," the robotic female voice said.

Mary Kate scoffed and rolled her eyes. She pursed her lips in annoyance and tapped a finger on her leg, feeling impatient. "And now you tell me to hold?" she asked as Justin Bieber's Baby song started to play. "You're making me want to turn the damn phone off, for this ain't shit that I want to listen to," she muttered under her breath while she rolled her eyes and pursed her lips in annoyance.

As soon as she said that, someone turned off their music before the person cleared their throat. "Mary Kate...?" a male voice asked before he paused so that she could fill in the blank with her last name.

"Yea, what about it?" Mary Kate asked and raised an eyebrow in question. "And there ain't a last name, Buster," she added under her breath, pursing her lips in annoyance. "You should know that."

"So, I see that you killed my men," the male voice stated. He didn't sound upset, more amused than anything else, which made Mary Kate feel a little weirded and creeped out because she had no idea how he knew that.