Pov 3 person
Continuing to strangle the faunus with his garrote, Ash looked through the windshield of the car at how the clone with the rusty screwdriver threw itself over the hood of the car at the second thug, driving the rusty tool straight into his throat. Feeling relieved at the lack of more noise, Ash clenched the garrote tighter, driving it even deeper into the throat of the faunus who had already lost consciousness.
Despite the faunus' lack of reaction, Ash held him in this position for a while longer . Making sure of the condition of the corpse he was holding , Ash then pushed the body out of the car after which he sat down in its place .
But as Ash was about to get out suddenly a laud rustle came from the corpse's pocket .Searching corpse pocket Ash pulled out a radio that the body has used before from which further noise came . Unsure of what to do Ash answered the call .
" What the fuck is going on at your place ? We hear screams from your side ".
Asks a distorted voice coming from the device . Listening to this Ash knows that it is not yet time for overt action which means that he needs to buy some time . Using his head Ash coughed forcibly then pressing the button he answered in a voice deeper and rougher than normal .
" Everything is fine . It's just an accident . This Idiot while checking the alley tripped and fell on a rusty nail. "
Says Ash hoping that the distortion from the radio will help in his attempt to deceive his caller .
" Damn this . Is he still alive ? How is the situation ?"
Asks the voice again this time with clear irritation.
" He's alive he only pierced his hand which is bleeding heavily after we took out that nail but he'll live ."
Says Ash again in his deep tone .
" What a pussy such a noise about the nail . I will kill him myself as soon as we finish . It's normal to scream in this area after dark but not now when the city is on alert so this may cause problems . "
Says the Voice sighing in exasperation .
"Make sure no one in the neighborhood is causing any trouble because of all this , the police are unlikely to have been called because no one lives here but watch out for those graveyard hyenas the screams in this neighborhood act like blood on sharks . And for the Grimm sake what are those sounds next to you ?"
Asks the voice paying attention to the sound coming next to Ash which is apparently heard through the radio. Turning his head toward the sound, Ash sees a clone with a rusty screwdriver with a maniacal grin on her jet-black, shadowed face stabbing a dead thug with a torn throat in the back.
Standing next to the body is also a second clone who previously attracted the attention of the group . Apparently she had already returned to her sister but this time with her mouth and hands full of blood . Now standing over the body she was kicking the corpse's face while smiling just like her twin . Apparently, the two clones found a pastime that frankly frightened even Ash.
" It's just .... interference "
Replies unsure Ash ending the conversation. After which, looking at the clones, he approaches the next open Car to take the keys out of the ignition .
" We could not complicate it so much but this is Kurumi's plan . It's their job I'm just here to help . "
Says Ash checking if the last car is open and has the keys in the ignition . Confirming access to the Car and the presence of the keys Ash open the door and take the key. Then he come back to first car to open the back door and then pointed at one clone with his finger pointing her to the back seat .
As if programmed to do so a clone with a bloody screwdriver got into the back seat of the car where Ash handed the clone a small cloth-wrapped object which the clone accepted before hiding on the ground between the front seat and the back seat .
" Two guards outside removed , scouts at cars removed and escape secured . Only the outside guards of the truck remain ."
Said Ash through the earpiece .
" I see , good job take care of those in front of the truck . Me and Neo in the meantime start cleaning the interior ."
Kurumi pov .( Three minutes earlier )
Standing on the warehouse shelf just below the ceiling I have a perfect view of everything around . Behind me are a long row of shelves . There are exactly four line of them . Two are directly under the eastern and western walls and another two are between them directly next to each other, which actually creates two corridors each with a length of about 68 meters .
Every twenty meters or so there are pillars separating the shelf from the next shelf in the line. The same applies to the shelves near the walls . Which means that every twenty meters there were small gaps between the shelves ideal for hiding due to poor lighting .
In front of me is a loading point with a cargo collection area . Now it's places except for a few thugs empty without any cargo standing in place . Speaking of thugs , similar to the situation outside two of them are hanging around patrolling the dark alleys between the shelves when the rest of the people seem to be gathered in the square in front of me .
I see three of them standing under a single shelf against the wall facing the loading ramps . Next to the three thugs sits a guy in a forklift apparently all four of them are wondering how to get the crates off the high shelf . In the meantime, another forklift is carrying the crate to the truck on the back of which stands a single thug with a crocodile tail .
' Counting with the two outside the warehouse we have eleven . This woman and the guy who went with her . Counting the dead we have twenty-three .''
I think looking around at the position of each person . Coming up with a plan would have been hard or even impossible if not for the owner of the warehouse . Thanks to him, we acquired the warehouse plans so that we know all the nooks and crannies and hiding places better than they do which gives us another advantage in planning our movements.
I used the footage and his testimony from the last time these people were here and used their recent behavior and habits which seem identical to those now . Three cars outside with three drivers ready to flee set up as scouts . Two two-man patrol groups outside and inside the warehouse . Two bodyguards in front of the truck and a crocodile fanus serving as radio connection as well as coordinator .
Meanwhile two people guarding the owner of the warehouse . And one person guarding the entrance to the office . As for the woman , she and her bodyguard went to the bathroom " together " . The plan was simple , first we will take as many as possible without detection , while securing their escape . And then we will make noise with the help of a few clones .
Well why bother , can't I just kill them without all the sneaking and planning . Yes I can , honestly with Neo's skills and mine it's not a problem just get in here and slaughter them all . After all , Neo and I bully people together for fun including even small groups of armed gangsters .
I alone am able to enter the territory of the gang to gather information there . Simply killing this group of gangsters even with all their weapons is not a problem . It wilk be not a fight but a masquerade .
In that case why bother with the whole plan ? First of all this is a job and not my normal fun , I'm not here to have fun , I'm here to get my business . Maybe someday I'll give up such caution however this is my first such serious assignment and I'm not foolish enough to risk screwing it up . As what I have already planned for this bitch is risky .
' The situation in the city is not fun either . We literally don't have time , gunshots and commotion will attract a lot of unwanted attention so we have to handle it fast and quietly. '
I think while standing on the shelf looking at the people below . Looking at them I am fully aware of the danger but nevertheless I am not nervous . In the office I killed another person in a very brutal way and I will kill the rest of the people here..... but .... still nothing from this inhibits me , I do not feel guilt , sadness or disgust . I am fully aware that this is just business , another of the ways to survive .
' I have really changed , I would never get into such a situation in the future unless my survival depended on it . And I'm not talking about killing . It is about the situation itself if something goes wrong there will be problems with Xiong . The police and Vale hunters will also be on my ass . I could stop working for the duration of the conflict to not get involved in it or just taken something else to work but I took this job . '
I think looking at the people below me while at the same time counting time in my mind .
I am no longer afraid of my own shadow , from a mouse under a broom I have become a cat. I may not yet be a big fish like Xiong but I am also not a sheep in the slaughterhouse , I can now not only defend myself but also attack . My old rules have long since become mere suggestions .
That's why after meeting with Hei I realized something . I have potential , this man noticed me and offered me a job . At the same time I also have my mouse and he , I feels that he is a threat to her and someone at my level has no chance to defend Neo from someone like him . Strength alone is not enough .
Working for Xiong may not seem the safest but it is the fastest way to rise in the hierarchy of Vale . It is true that the more you are known in the city the bigger the target on your back however I don't want for the rest of my life , to live as a petty helper . Someone to do the dirty little work.
A cockroach that feeds on leftovers , a worm that can be squashed . I don't want to be again what I used to be , a child limited by rules to survive , I won't lose anyone or anything because I know what it means to have nothing . Even Xiong will think twice before doing something to me and I'm not talking about outside help just myself .
I want to be my own boss , I want to be respected and for that I need a reputation . To get a reputation I need many things but the most important is the name . Not my real name but a symbol , a nickname that everyone in the underground will know . I will become the nightmare of the whole Vale . And perhaps the nightmare of the whole world .