The Gallows

One of Russia’s greatest assassins, she had no intention of loving her victims. All she knew was keep the door open at night and lock it during the day. She’d walk pass the men m her hometown in her fancy clothes with the sweet smell of her perfume. Every time a child walked by her she\\\’d give them money, candy or a flower. She wasn’t the town whore and everyone knew that. She was a Russian girl sent to Vienna, Germany during the cold war.

In Russia she was known as a scary person to mess with, but in Germany, she wasn’t known at all. Russia had tried to kill her and she was wanted for killing the czar’s son in bed while her grandfather, the son’s minister begged for him to spare her.

Some people in Vienna say she’d kill her victims because she was angry at the czar for beheading her grandfather after that had happened. Some say it was because she hated herself.

Others say she was a prankster in the villages, but a lot of people in the other villages around Vienna said it was nonsense that she was a major psychopath killing people in the streets. Some people would think she was estranged because they’d see her by the gallows each day.

How she did it remained a mystery but not to the men who had survived.

***

Anna Barron was not one to fuck with. Everyone knew that. She was beautiful with fair skin and light blue eyes and blonde hair. But deep down everyone knew she was strange and mysterious, but what made her so mysterious was the fact that not everyone knew that she was a murderer. She was diagnosed as a psychopath in many places of the United Kingdom. Her ghost had haunted many in the mental hospital and also many of the people in the U.K., so instead out of all the places in the world, she was sent to Vienna. Anna Barron was a just a teenager when she was sent to her first asylum. There seemed nothing wrong with her except for the fact that she was very quiet.
She\\\’d walk the streets at night waiting for the men to follow her home thinking it was safe for them, then they’d find her asleep at night, but the following morning, they’d be caught dead in the gallows. No one knew why Anna was like this. Usually when she was in bed the townspeople would look on and smirk at the men who were going to rape her, but in the morning, the town’s police had found traces of Anna’s body fluid on them being the fact that they were raped and found dead in the gallows once more.
Anna had flowers in her hair and a bouquet of white roses in her hands. As you can all see, it was almost time for her to get married so she was outside practicing her wedding vows. She had used to watch her husband strip and let them take pictures of him. He was a porn star and she had hated him very much, and for that, she blew up the studio where he had worked at for having all these affairs with different women. It was a good thing she did not get caught because he would have beaten her to death.

She had come from Russia to Vienna to Great Britain and her husband beat her up most often at times when things went wrong in the relationship. She had tried to be a perfect bride and when he couldn’t control her, he’d sleep around with other, many women. Anna was a very wholesome wife and had tried her best to rid herself of her psychotic tendencies such as the twitch of an eye which her bastard husband had hated so much and the way she shook when she wanted to throw dishes at him. She swore that the first time when she saw his infectious laughter that she, herself would change for him. One night they were in bed. Anna got up and started packing. Her husband awoke and got up and stood at the doorway leaning on it.

“You know Anna, I do love you.” He said staring at her.

“Go back to bed, you’re obviously drunk for telling me this.” She had said.

“Where the fuck are you going?”

‘Vienna.”
‘Why?”
“Because I’m tired.”
“Tired of what?” he asked. Anna didn’t answer.
“Anna, I’ll change. I promise.”
She stared at him shaking.
“l’m leaving you.” She had repeated twice.
She turned and said I\\\’ve had it with you.

‘Who will love you?”
Anna snorted.
“I’m looking for someone. Someone who shares the same passion as I.”

And with that, she left with tears coming out of his eyes.

***

Anna Barron had finally left his home and with that she went to Russia and looked up at a man who kept looking at her until he completely blocked him from going passed his direction.

“Where are you going sweet miss?”
I’m going to see my grandfather. He is here in Russia.”
He grabbed her by the wrist and forced her to a wall.

Two minutes later she was dragging the man’s body toward a moor and left him there. It was a funny thing because as she got on the train she didn’t remember slashing his neck and putting him into a moor.
As she slept on the train, she caught a man looking up at her face while he was reading a
newspaper. He sipped a cup of coffee and sat next to her and held her hand, gently nudging her in her sleep. As she looked up, eyes the color of smooth deep chaos black looked up and as he tilted his hat. She thought “Maybe if l kill this man, I could throw him off the train and onto the tracks.”

“I saw you.” He said. “I saw you literally drag a man with his slit throat into the moor.”

“Together we can make something happen for Russia since we are entering the cold war.”

Anna looked at him.

” I can’t keep a relationship. I am not the perfect bride.”

He sat up.

“I would know.’·

“How would you?”

She turned her head to the window where pastures passed on by.
The train had stopped.

“Look for me sometime miss, Here’s my card.”
She blatantly took it. She looked to see what it said, surprisingly, it was a lawyer. She then looked at the suitcase. Inside it was filled with papers. As he went to talk to the train conductor she quietly but quickly grabbed them and looked at them. At this she seemed very grave. He was an assassin.

“Wait!” She yelped rushing after him.
He looked back. ‘Then the name is Kris. Kristoffer Coddler ma’am.”
He had called for a small taxi and invited her in. Hurriedly, she had followed. Kristoffer was very good to her and fed her every day because he could see that she was malnutritioned. The house was a two-story, and Kristoffer brought in men and women from Russia for a party of his homecoming.

“Who is that girl? She’s beautiful! a woman named Tasha Vladistovok had exclaimed. This is Anna Barron, my wife. Come Anna.” he said with his arms outstretched. She blushed into his arms. A lot of the men in the room had scoffed with all the women as he danced with her.

Anna was embarrassed.

After that he had taught her how to slit throats properly and shoot guns the right way. Unlike her ex-husband he respected her and held her against him as he looked out the windows. Every day he brought new men and women in and killed them, explaining to Anna how to lure people in and kill them.
Kristoffer and Anna soon had one thing in common, they had liked to kill the upperclassmen of Russia.
The middle-class was hurting and there were soon many homeless as Pierson and Anna had tried to feed them and give them money.
Little did Anna know, Kristoffer was under investigation and a police officer soon to multiply had entered his house. One day, Kristoffer was severely beaten by a cop.
“Anna. Go get medicine for my wounds.” he mumbled groaning in pain. “Hurry!”
Anna took a basket worriedly, and in a hurry, went to get medicine for an open gunshot wound.
When she came back sadly, the house and Kristoffer was burning down.

“Kris!” She screamed. “Kristoffer!” An officer grabbed her and held her. “It’s alright Anna,” the cop had explained. “Kristoffer will no longer be the murderer of those poor souls. He’s gone.”

Later in court, Anna had explained why Kristoffer killed the upper class although the queen did not seem too happy.

Anna also spoke to the czar from his dead son and explained with tears in her eyes about why Kristoffer kept killing upperclassmen. He did it because he was trying to give back to the poor because they were being stolen from. The papers grabbed from his suitcase to the card he had given her at the train station that she grabbed was on the table.

“Are you bastards satisfied!” She screamed crying.

Vienna did not know what they were up against. She was an estranged, trained killer. Her grandfather watched as he was hanged for sticking up for her and her lover.

That was their story. They had loved each other and Anna kept luring men to bed and killed them in their wake and dragged them to their watery doom in the gallows, while Anna left her love for Kristoffer in the gallows where every day you’ll find her there.