Somewhere Downtown...
The phone buzzed over and over and over and over and over and over and...
"What da hell do you fuckin want?! I'm already close to the restaurant, what is it"he yelled into the phone. "For your sake, you had better refrain from speaking to me that way George".
George, in all his mighty five star chef glory paled at the voice, it couldn't be mistaken, "M-Mr Regan Tahil?", "You have a lot of explaining to do, report to my office immediately", the line went dead.
George's heart begun to beat erratically. Somehow, he knew things were going to go downhill and fast.
George was...no.. currently still is, a five star chef, sure partly an assassin but that's just a night job. With a passion to create scrumptious goodies and outstanding delicacies and not to mention, effective and portable poisons with long range effects. He'd been living a dream come true, though, everyone just knows when trouble comes for them, especially when they've been asking for it.
The car drove into the parking lot at the back of the renowned establishment. George got out and was met with fire trucks and alot of people in a frenzy.
Unlike the front of the huge building that was calm and collected as usual...the back/staff entrance was smoking hot.
Soot and fire embers emitted from the entrance where fire fighters struggled to put it out.
Lost in the view, he hadn't noticed an arrogant vexed figure thundering towards him until it's fist connected, very harshly, with his face. "What da-", "You bloody good-for-nothing asshole!!!, Do you have any idea what you've cost me!, This is the company car isn't it? Hand over the keys now",
"But sir","Hand it over now and just so you know, you're paying for all the damages you've caused today!". "Wait Sir, I don't even know what's going on, what's happening here?"he asked quickly. Regan groaned in pure anger, "I trusted you and this is how you repay me? By blowing up my life's work?...you want to know..."
"Mr.Tahil!"
"What!"he spat and turned around to face the fire fighter covered in soot, his frown softened a bit. "Sorry, how are things going?"he asked as the man stopped to catch his breath.
"Fine sir, it's being contained from the middle so it doesn't get to the guests out front. We found this around some melted parts we assume was were the fire started"he said and took out a brown envelope from his jacket.
Regan looked through the contents, his frown deepened and his left eye twitched erratically. "Thank you sir, good work, this is quite useful to me"he said, with that, the fire fighter ran back to his duty.
"George, do you understand what it means to die in poverty?", "S-sir?". Regan turned back to face him with a forced grin etched on his handsome rich face. "Because George, I'll be suing you for a lot more than damage, I'll be suing you for treason, I can't imagine what your board of executives will say when they find this little thing. Then when that's over, I'll call in one of my favours from them and make sure your assigned as a dummy for the experts target practice, sounds fun doesn't it?".
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One of the firefighters, covered in soot walked out to the side of the building. He took out his phone,
'Chef's out'.
Immediately a reply came in
'Noted'.
With that, he ditched the uniform.
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.....In Court.....
"I hereby sentence the accused to 16years imprisonment alongside a fine of $457,000 for all damages caused."
A strangled cry rang out "he's lying!, This isn't fair! Their liars!"he cried as he struggled against the officers assigned to escort him out. On the other side, a figure with an ominous smirk was instantly swarmed by the paparazzi, who were mostly ignorant of the clients victory.
"This is your 39th court victory!", "Not like you haven't always won", "how does it feel to win like this?", "What do you have to say to aspiring lawyers out there!", "What are you doing for this success? A party?", "How did you know about robbery?"," Sir is there anything you have to say about your 39th victory", "How do you do it?", "Mr. Cross are y-", "Mr. Cross I'm Melania from Channels, i-", "Mr Cross-"....
The officers on the other side of the room shook their heads "You'd think they'd interview the victim there, look at the old man, practically one among crowd", "Tell me about it, anyway, we better get them out so he could leave". They both left to bar off the crowd while said 'Mr. Cross' briskly walked out of the building.
He got in his black Pagani and started it when a message came in. He checked his phone and new message from Milo flashed across his screen.
Milo: Something's not right, let's meet up immediately.
"Odd" he said and stepped on the gas pedal....the car exploded.
Everyone watching froze.
Only a second ago, reporters were rushing over to surround his car in hopes to get a little more than ominous smirks and manly charm from him when right in their faces, the car went up in flames, with him in it.
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Using the advantage of everyone's distraction with the embers. A pretty brown journalist beside one of the pillars inconspicuously slipped the detonator back in her purse and took out her phone.
'Lawyer's Out'. The reply came in instantly, 'Noted'
Schooling her face to match those of the petrified looks everyone else was wearing, she disappeared into the crowd.
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???POV
Where da hell are they!
I couldn't keep myself steady, my hands fumbling with my phone, just waiting for a text or a call from any of the others.
It's been nearly an hour, none of them have shown-
The sound of footfalls echoed in the dark alley. I tried squinting to see the approaching figure. The stature didn't match any of my co-workers. I'm not so sure this stop was a wise choice anymore.
The footfalls were accompanied by a scraping sound of metal on metal. I looked at the figure again, that's when I noticed it, the dagger running along the displaced trash cans.
This is insulting, getting all panicked by a fuckin rookie.
I waited for this person to get closer....closer.... And he walked past me.
I blinked.
The sound of footsteps begun to fade, I turned around to get another look of the strange figure, only, when I turned, it to was too close.
And my chest hurt.
Fighting for my consciousness, I looked at the person directly in front of me, then down my chest where the knife was wedged in to the hilt.
He or she didn't speak, not a single word, even the breathing seemed controlled, I tried to stretch my arm to get a hold of him, but he just twisted the knife in deeper.
It hurt like hell.
My vision begun to blur from the pain and blood loss, but I tried to get a sensible view. Nothing, simply clad in black, under the covers of darkness.
It felt like my bones were severed, the sound of footfalls echoed.
"Ray, we're here, some ... Prob-"
I blinked, then I found myself alone on the ground, it something wet.
To hell with it.
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Changed back in to her regular clothes, she took her smoothie from the Cafe's counter.
"Thanks"she said and paid.
Once she took her seat and took out her phone, 'Dealer's out' as expected, replies came in rapidly.
' Noted'
'Banker and Cops are out too'
'Non has been able to get to him'
'The location is too crowded, Sniper can't get a position, target keeps moving'
'Boss says the Ace can handle it'
'Target's not far from you'
She sipped up the last goodness of her smoothie.
'Get Kim and Jill on standby, I need someone monitoring Audrey's position, I don't give a damn about our orders, get Chris there now or I'm just gonna screw this over'.
The reply came in just as she walked out of the cafe.
' Don't worry, the guys are already at the school. '
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"There you are!"
"Damnit quit following me around",
"Why?",
"Because it's getting creepy"
"But we have all our classes together, I'm pretty much going to be everywhere you are"
"And you have to sit with me at launch too? Your friends look like they miss you, you should go see them... bye!",
"Don't be silly Audrey, if I leave, you'll be all alone and those bullies will come back."
"So how exactly do you consider yourself bully-repellent?"
"Well...err... I..."
"That's what I thought".
He stood up from his seat and grab her tray and hand. Startled, she got up and followed as he half-dragged her over to where the girls he's seen her with before sat.
"Hey Eve!", "Is he your boyfriend!", "You guys look so cute together!" They rambled on.
Audrey sighed and pulled out a seat, then dumped her in it and her lunch in front of her. "Girls please keep her busy okay, I have business to attend to" he said with a smile that caused the girls to blush. Eve blinked and looked at him curiously, "Business? You don't mean those-"...
"Where da hell is Audrey Price!"
"..bullies"she finished. Audrey looked at the supposedly tough 11th grader. "Nah, I can't waste my time on crap like this"he said and walked directly towards the fuming third year.
"Oh, so you want a piece of me!"he growled and rolled up his sleeves. Audrey didn't stop walking.
Getting ready to punch the obnoxious kid, the little devil has the balls to look calm right now?, We'll see how well he...
Audrey walked right past him and out the door.
He blinked. That shit face just brushed me off? Now I'm gonna kill em.
Instantly, he turned to walk out the open door. Just nearly a step out of the cafeteria, the door swung back right into his face.
Audrey could hear the hysterical groaning coming from the inside of the cafeteria through the swinging door while he walked over to his locker.
He took out a brown envelope and left the halls. He got outside the main building to where the buses were, he could hear tinkering around but dismissed it , along with the watched vibe coming from across the street.
He walked over to where a certain friendly driver was snoring in the driver's seat.
He threw a small heavy rock a the horn.
Mr.Peter leap up in sheer befuddled fright and struggled till he fell out of the bus. He layed on the floor, tangled as he fell, groaning.
"Too much?"
He looked up to search for the owner of the voice. His blurry vision focused on a particularly familiar pair of green eyes, fair skin, black hair and dissatisfied pointed stare.
"Mr. Price... d-did you...have to... try and give me a heart attack? I.. could have died!... I'm still a busst,a buiiitts,a bit disoriented"he said and freed himself from the unpleasant position.
"Does this help?"Audrey asked and showed him a paper from the file with him.
Mr. Peter stiffened.
"H-how do you have that?"he said and sat up against the bus. He looked worn out but very much awake and oriented.
"So I was right, this is what that guy's using to manipulate you? Interesting"Audrey said and looked at the documents he sincerely didn't understand that much of.
Mr. Peter stretched his hand out to Audrey expectantly with glazed eyes filled with unmistakable joy. A child was his knight in shining armor, an unusual child, but still a child, he'd be free from those horrid people.
Audrey glanced at his outstretched hand and back to the paper he was going through.
"Says here you're actually Ramon Green...odd name. You're 26 and sentenced to death...in Mexico for Larceny, Sex offence, drunk driving, repeated bank robberies....no murder, that's a bit of a let down"
Mr. Peter/Ramon stared at him in confusion. "Let down?".
"This one says your wanted in 7 States.... I'm assuming if the government hears this it'll be 8 am I right?"he asked.
"Y-yes...where are you going with this?"
"You also don't have your papers to be in this country do you?"
"No"
"Well then... let's make a deal"Audrey said and stashed the papers back in the file, then looked down at the perplexed man staring with his mouth open at him.
"You didn't seriously think I was just going to give it to you now, did you?"Audrey asked with a raised brow.
"I-i, uhmm, yes?"Mr. Peter/Ramon suttered.
"Too bad. It also wouldn't be wise to just try to attack me, I have two guns trained on you as we speak. So you might as well listen to my offer"Audrey said and folded his arms.
"Look kid, I know you're special and all but that's just bogus, what are you? A mafia's kid?"
"That'll be implying I have parents, so I'd advise you don't test me there"he said in a menacing tone.
A bullet zipped past him and hit the bus just over his head, right next to Mr.Peter/Ramon's right ear.
"I'm sorry!!!!, Please, please, please!!!!, I'm sorry sir, please"
"You'll work for me, you'll get me anything I want, whenever I want it. You're not allowed to ask questions just comply"Audrey said with his signature gaze.
"Are you sure that's all you want, then you won't turn me in? You promise?"
"Yes, now cut your wrist if you agree to my terms"Audrey said handed him a razor.
Mr.Peter shakily took it from his hand. "I-i have to?", Audrey didn't bother to respond and just glared intently at his victim.
Shakily he cut a line on his wrist, not deep enough to hit a vein.
"Good, now your bound to me"Audrey said and took out a lighter. "You aren't going to cut yours and rub wrists, like an oath?"Mr.Peter asked as he clutched his bleeding wrist.
Audrey groaned in annoyance, and struck on the lighter, "You're at my service now and I don't like stupid anything, keep that in mind. The wound will leave a scar, that's the sign of the oath. I'm not mixing my healthy blood with your poisoned one". Audrey said and set the file on fire.
Mr. Peter's eyes went wide.
"Those were co-copies?"he asked with a slight tremble in his words. Audrey raised a brow at him as he stepped on the remaining piece of burning paper.
"I don't expect that to be of major concern. If I wanted, your real name and not so child-friendly hobbies will be broadcasted to every police force in the country, I could even cause the other states request your head. Easy enough, I'll broadcast it to every single person with a cell phone. So, the original copy is hardly anything to worry about"said Audrey as he straightened out his uniform.
"Since that's taken care of, I have class and a girl to get to before she wanders to the boys restroom to find me." He said and turned to leave. Nearly out of hearing distance, he turned back.
"If you even so much as think of Eve in a dirty way, I'll gut you myself. I don't need the one person I can partly stand infected by anyone" with that, Audrey walked away, leaving the bleeding man alone to contemplate what just happened.
Meanwhile,
Across the street, Malik layed back to gulp his drink when he noticed a very familiar pretty brown girl mindlessly bobbing her head with headphones on and a bagpack half open filled with books.
He sat upright to get a closer look.
She and some men made a stop for the lights to indicate pedestrian crossing, then the books poured out of her bag.
"Damnit!"she whined and bent over to pick it. Everyone ignored her, all focused on one thing or another when suddenly, Jill and Kim(wearing a black wig and shades) stood beside her blocking others viewing of her.
In less than a minute, everyone crossed... except one man who fell just as they started moving, with a hole in his belly.
Panicked shrieks and requests for assistance filled the air, but Malik didn't even bother to notice. He just started across the street at the panicked and frightened facade of Black Diamond's ACE.