Antonio's POV,
His eyes; a well of jet black ink, held a gaze more fearsome than a tiger. A thin paper cigarette hung from his bottom lip, a small trail of smoke escaping from the corner of his mouth danced its way to the ceiling above us. In one hand a gun lay loosely, his finger gently pressed against the trigger sending a bullet millimetres away from my face and onto the wall behind me with a bang that echoed throughout the room. His eyebrow raised in amusement at my reaction; nothing, not a flinch, not a single damn thing.
I was in my horrible father's office, he looked at me up and down in pure disappointment. I wanted him to be disappointed in me because that would only lead to him into being too embarrassed in him making me the next mafia leader. "So have you found that rat I told you to find?", he growled as he chewed on the end of the expensive cigarette he was inhaling the killing toxic from. He raised his eyebrows at my sudden silence, I looked up at him and shook my head implying that I didn't find the 'rat' he seemed to be looking for.
"Why do you need her anyways?... Huh? Is this some sort of game to you? I go to school to learn, not to look for some rat you need. Leave me out of what you have going on because we both know I'm not being the mafia leader you want me to be! I don't know what you have going on and I don't want to know but one thing I want is for you to leave me out of whatever you have going on.", as I uttered those words out of my mouth in pure rage. I unclenched my hands that were formed into fists. I felt this invisible weight on my shoulder lift off of me. I walked out of his office leaving him to suck his wrinkled toxic stick that had a slow creeping stench. Its chemicals invaded the whole room, before leaving I punched the picture frame of me. Why on earth would a father who abandoned his child at a young age for money keep the picture of that child in his office? He's sick, both mentally and physically. I know exactly what he was up to, and I wouldn't let him get away with it. Not again.
Elora's POV,
I run, feet kissing the land. Perhaps a little while ago I would have baulked at the idea of running so far and fast, now I relish the prospect. These feet were made to travel at speed and as light as the paws of a lioness. I slowed down and brought my body down my hands resting on my knees. I was so tired, I practically ran a 30-minute walk in 5 minutes. I brought my body up and ran to up to the 15 feet mansion. I typed in the long security code that was changed every single week by Ada, our leader, who was very paranoid and overprotective. Thank god for my photographic memory or else I would've forgotten. That wasn't were the security ended though. Our mansion on the outside looked like any 15-feet tall mansion but inside was when things were different. Very different might I add.
I stepped into the first door and came in contact with this cylinder-shaped elevator that was designed to do an automatic background check, identity check and blood test on every person who entered the house. It did a blood check to actually confirm it was me. Anyone could just get any disguise to look like me, but a blood check could really confirm whether that was me or not. I stepped into the elevator after it finished its scanning. "Hi Amanda", I said to the elevator. I meant it when I said its not just any elevator. "Hi Hyerin", she called me by my real name. I wasn't at school where I had to hide my identity or my life. I was at home. The elevator had two cylinder-shaped balls at either end, the balls opened up, a long metallic hand came out of each ball with a tray that had a transparent needle on it. I hated needles. I tried running away like always but that came to an end when two other metallic hands grabbed me. "Don't do this Amanda", I screamed, Amanda, the elevator said, "Sorry sweetheart", and with saying that I felt something sharp get jabbed into my right arm. I scream in pain, even though it only lasted for about 2 seconds it was still painful. "I hate you", I say to Amanda. "I know you love me", she said opening her doors. " You're right I don't hate you", I said smiling.
I walked out of the elevator and went down the slide that instead of taking me down like every normal slide it took me upstairs. I came to my destination and as soon as I stood up my clothes were ripped off of me. Leaving me in my fake body and face and so it removed them too leaving me in my original body with my undergarments. The metallic hands of this slide came and removed my fake face gently removing the makeup of off it in the process. It left me in my undergarments and the slide went down with its hand probably down to my other members who just came too.
I now walked into the real mansion pressing on the buttons typing in another extremely long code set by none other than Ada. Her real name was Agnes but she preferred us calling her Ada because of how confusing it was for us all to call each other by two names. We all addressed each other by our fake names seeing that it was easier to do so. I finally made my way into the mansion being welcomed by a guard who was practically eye-fucking me through the long bulletproof windows. I nodded at him coldly and walked into the mansion making my way into my most favourite part of the house.
The kitchen. It had practically everything I ever needed, food, which kept me alive, and weapons, which also kept me alive. That wasn't the only reason why it was my favourite it was also a secret escape route just in case we were to ever get attacked in our house. All we had to do was to flip the cupboards and push them. This then let us into a secret room that has weapons, money, new ID's, cars, food and so on. In conclusion, it had all the essentials for an escape and even a new life just in case we didn't want to be what we were right now. And by that I mean if we wanted to we could just quit this whole girl band thing and just become new people with a new life. Fortunately, none of us wanted that though. Not yet at least.