THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU! I just checked the stats and saw that this book had hit 5,000 views! I am so happy and grateful to all of you that you actually took time to check out my book! So, as a gift of thanks, I will be putting out a huge update. Unfortunately, that means I will not post anything up for two weeks. But it will be worth it, I promise! So, enjoy this last chapter until I put out the huge update! (And sorry for not updating, cause school started and raise your hand if you hate school.)
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It's been around a year since Akari joined Red Winter. Yeah, Akari managed to put up with Itsuki's flirtatious behavior. Even me, the author, is shocked. Actually, if Akari quit then there would be no more story, so...
Akari had been there for a year. The pay was good, and killing people had actually become quite fun. (Btw, please, don't kill. That's illegal.) Akari's way of killing people was quick and mostly painless. The other fact was that most of the people Akari killed were men, and let's just say that the little shrimp may have gotten more than enough bullets through it. (If you don't understand this, please, stop reading this book. Or make a Google search and see what I mean.) Itsuki, Kaito, and Daiki were less than pleased to work with her, as they always complained that Akari might shoot them in the *ahem* if they annoy her too much. While little Aiko had happily taken after Akari and became the little sister. Itsuki always tried to flirt with Akari, so nothing new. Aiko still had a huge crush on Itsuki, so when Kaito found out, he became a little biased towards him. Kaito was the big brother of Aiko, and Kaito was off put by Itsuki's habits.
Daiki still took drugs, but had lessened his use after Akari threatened to shoot him in the you-know-what when he blew smoke into her face, making her pounce on him with a gun pointed at his little Willy. Forget it, Akari's trademark is a bullet in a d*ck. (Please, don't do any of this.)
One day, Akari's life changed for the worse case scenario. A few weeks after Akari's 16th birthday, her mother was admitted into the emergency room.
"ITSUKI! GET THE F*CK OUT OF YOUR ROOM!" Akari shouted in a crazed panic, banging on the locked door. Itsuki came out with a shirt on his arm, and him being shirtless like he is half the time.
"Why are you shouting? Are you ready to warm me up?" He asked, smirking. Akari shook with annoyance as she took out her gun and pointed it at him.
"My mother, is in the hospital. So get me the hell over there, or I will tell Aiko that you have a major crush on her." She said in a deadly tone. Itsuki paled as his eyes widened. He grabbed her wrist and ran to his car, sensing the urgency and tension in her eyes. He started the car and sped over to the hospital. (I am such a bad influence. Please, don't speed.) Akari burst into the hospital and ran over to the receptionist. Itsuki was in suit, ignoring the adoring stares of nearby girls at his *cough* well defined *cough* chest and abs. (Man, I need to get something for this cough.)
"What room is Hiramashi Hijata in?" Akari asked. The receptionist looked up lazily and looked Akari up and down. She sighed before typing away on her computer.
"Follow me, she is in room 16." (Easter egg. Always love finding those!) Akari felt her hand twitch as she followed her. As soon as she saw her chance, she shoved the receptionist into an empty closet and covered her mouth.
"Why the hell would you take a job that you don't like? There are people out there who are panicking every f*cking second to find how their relative is doing, and you act like you couldn't give a single f*ck about anything? People like you," Akari said, grabbing a hunting knife in her boot, "deserve to f*cking die." Akari slashed her neck and stabbed one eye out. She stood up and took out her gun, shooting the receptionist's nipples and womanly parts. Itsuki dragged her out and rushed her to room 16. Akari threw the door open to find her mother lying down.
"Mom..." Akari sat on a chair next to the bed and let a few tears slip out.
"Sweetheart..." Hiramashi wiped a tear from Akari's face. Itsuki took the grace to go ahead and put his shirt on.
"Akari, look at me." Akari looked at her mother with watery eyes.
"Akari, I know that I won't survive this. But promise me something." Akari let out a choked wail as she hugged her mother.
"Please. Please, don't, don't die! I-I need you." Hiramashi sniffles as she pulled away.
"I know, that my death will be painful for you. But sweetheart, continue your work with Red Winter." Akari stopped at that and looked at her.
"You know about Red Winter?" She asked, still sniffling. Hiramashi smiled.
"I was the co-leader of Red Winter. But, I left when I met your father." Hiramashi's smile fell. "Akari, promise me this. You will not shed a single tear over me until you kill your father. Until you bring him down so hard, that he will be begging you to kill him." Hiramashi opened up her bag and took out an intricate looking knife.
"This was my weapon when I was in Red Winter." She puts it in Akari's hand. "Kill him with it." Akari noddd and hid the knife in her boot.
"I'll miss you sweetheart. And just know, mommy loves you." Hiramashi gave her a gentle smile before closing her eyes and lying back. As she took her last breath, the monitor when flat. Itsuki looked at Akari with worry. But Akari had a stone cold face. Her eyes no longer held that same spark. Her face bore no expression. Akari looked at her passed mother's face and said with a voice that dripped with hatred.
"I swear on Red Winter, that I will tear him down, piece by piece." Akari stood up and walked out, Itsuki hot on her trail. You had to look closely to see it, but there was a new fire in her eyes. A fire that will only cease when they become satisfied with a specific outcome. A fire that will blaze hotter and brighter than the sun until the goal is met.
And Akari's goal, was to make her father, and everything and everyone he loved, to burn to the ground.
This is revenge father. And no matter what you do, I will not rest until I avenge my mother.