Assassination Acceleration

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Night World, or its characters. Although James

would be LOVELY. XD

WARNING: CHARACTER DEATH MAY OCCUR AT ANY MOMENT IN THIS STORY!

-Chapter 1-

"Here," Thea Harman said, throwing a stack of papers onto a table John

Quinn was seated at.

"Ah, word from the boss, I presume?" he asked.

"Yes. It's a mission. I've already contacted everyone else- they'll be

here ASAP."

"Excellent. You'll be presenting?"

"Indeed," Thea stated. "The boss wants to be in the dark on this one.

Risky job this time."

"In other words, we do all the dirty work, as usual," a voice

announced from behind the two.

"Blackthorn. Didn't hear you come in," Quinn said.

"Get your hearing checked, then," Morgead Blackthorn replied smoothly.

"The others aren't here yet?"

"Well, I don't know about James and Ash, but I'm here now," Rashel

Jordan spoke, walking in.

"What about me and my cousin I wish I weren't related to?" Ash Redfern

asked from the doorway.

"I hope it was, 'James has permission to kill Ash'," James Rasmussen

responded, coming up behind his cousin.

"Guys! Don't start this up again. Big mission, according to Thea," Quinn called.

Everyone took a seat around the team's SmartBoard.

(A/N: For those of you who don't know what that is, it's basically an

interactive projector screen. Google it. They're awesome.)

"We have a lot of money here, people. Five million per member. That's

twenty-five million of total payment." Thea announced.

"What do we need to do?" Rashel asked.

"Acquire a chip. A memory chip, actually. It holds top secret security

codes to numerous large companies. Worldwide. Everything from Wal-Marts

in small dirt towns (cough, cough, Rochester, where I live) to

insurance companies in France."

"And the boss wants..." Ash said.

"Power," Thea finished for him. "Blackmail goes a long way, as we all

know. We're up for the job of stealing the chip."

"What exactly are we up against?" James asked slowly, being the

ever-cautious and thorough one.

"The Drache family. Mr. Drache owns the chip, and the companies. Their

identification codes and bank passwords are all on this one memory

chip, apparently," Thea told him.

"And if the boss has the chip, the boss really is the boss," Morgead supplied.

"Exactly. However, Mr. Drache is currently on vacation with his wife. His son, Galen, is in charge at the moment of all business regarding Mr. Drache," Thea replied.

"I want a full report on both of them," Quinn told her. "Where is the chip held at?"

"The Drache household. It is in a locked safe, whose combination is a series of letters AND numbers. And it won't be easy to pick," she said, looking at Rashel. "I already have the house blueprints, a list of businesses owned by Mr. Drache, and reports on the whole family and the house staff. Everything from Guards to Garden Secrets are in this folder." Thea handed Quinn a second manila file folder, this one much thicker.

"I'll work out a plan. Be here at five tomorrow. We move officially into action at eight. Rasmussen, notify the boss and get the camouflage ready. Find out what you can about the looks of the house. Thea, get him a copy of the layout. Ash, Blackthorn, stock up on weapons. You two will need to acts as guards at the mansion to help us get in. Thea, staff list for them. Rashel, meet me tomorrow morning at my place. We'll see what we can about the safe. Dismissed."

OKAY, so I know I haven't updated. Why? I've been working on this. (:

AND more. Mwah, ha ha! Sooo, review, peas? And carrots?

Since, ya know, my birthday is Wednesday? And I FINALLY turn 15?

Tell me if you like! More characters in the next chapter, AND the

start of Rashel and Quinn's RELATIONSHIP in this story. Wink, wink. ;D

Thanks yous alls!

~Laura~