Lukey's Bar
By: Rachynn
Prologue
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Lukey's Bar was a cozy place with a welcoming atmosphere despite its outward appearance. The young owner often said that this missing bricks, rusty doors and cracked windows added to the charm and quality of the bar. Besides who was going to judge the bar by its appearance when most of the client's only cared what was on tap?
The bar was still the same as it was when it was built 50 years ago. It rested on the corner of two less-travelled roads in the downtown section, off the path of the common tour routes. The bar itself was owned and operated by the same family since it was built, but as the family's reputation changed drastically so did its clientele. Now it was pretty much ignored by the masses and only served the few dedicated customers who returned every night to drink away the harsh reality's of their life.
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The sleek black SUV pulled steadily around the corner, coming into view of the old crumbling bar. A 21 year old man sat in the driver's seat, knuckles white from gripping the steering wheel. His eyes were clouded over with concentration, their golden orbs fixated on the road ahead. Beside him sat a woman, regal with her perfect posture and crown of cascading black hair. She sat with her hand folded in her lap and her eyes downcast.
The man parked the car and leaned back, breathing a sigh of relied. The woman unbuckled her seatbelt and reached for the man's hand. They sat holding hands for a while before letting go.
"We have to go in sometime" the man said.
The woman shook her head. "No, if we never leave this car we won't have to tell them. We'll be safe."
"You knew the moment you met me that safety would never really existed again. He's going to know eventually, he is my brother." He smiled weakly when he said this.
"Your brother won't like this, not at all. He's the leader of the most feared criminal syndicate in the world, pissing him off like this won't do any good. He could … he could …" she couldn't go on, but her partner knew what she meant.
"Your right, as usual. We can't just sit here though! I can't spend the rest of my life living a lie and afraid that my brother might catch me. I can't do that! We have to tell him that we …" he never got the chance to finish, because at that moment gunfire rained down upon the car.
The bullets were everywhere, the sound made his ears feel like they were bleeding. He swore and fumbled with the ignition, trying to start the car, trying to escape.
The woman shrieked and covered her face with hands but that wasn't nearly enough to save her from the hell that had just erupted. At least 5 bullets had buried themselves in her chest in the first half a minute.
The man swore again when he felt a strange shooting pain in his leg. The warm sticky wetness that flowed soon afterwards backed up his theory that he gotten shot. More bullets continued to shower the car. The two unlucky occupants hardly had a chance.
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The slender hand on her shoulder made her head turn so that she was staring straight into the cold, pale face of The Boss. Abruptly the gun in her hand clattered to the pavement and the other shooters beside her stopped as well. The Boss had a fill-the-room kind of personality; he commanded respect where ever he went. Apparently now, that the target had been taken out he had a few words for her. She stood tall in his presence and held her head high, waiting for his remarks.
"You've done well Kagome. It seems my previous doubts about your capabilities on this mission were made in ignorance." His voice was like ice and fire rolled into one, even after living with it for most of her life she would never get used to it. The initial shock of getting a compliment from The Boss wore of soon and pride shone in her chestnut eyes.
The car across the street smouldered and creaked with the amount of bullets that they had pumped into it. The two passengers were slumped of the dashboard, covered in the broken glass of the windshield.
Rudely a small cell-phone was shoved into her hands. Kagome tore her eyes from the wreck back to The Boss, pride fading to questioning.
"Now call 911"
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A/N: Mwahahaha. This is just a prologue so don't worry if it doesn't make to much sense, chapter one should be up in a few day, by the end of the week at most. Yes this is a new story, and if you've read my other ones, don't worry this isn't a fic were I kill off all the main characters. But that made you want to read my other fics. Ha! Sorry I'm really hyper. So thank you for reading my newest ficcy and please leave a review to tell me if you liked it or not, again this is a prolouge and it will all make sense in the end...I hope. Well enough from me! Thanks for reading and please review!