Natalie and I Order a Hit-man
Disclaimer: Any and all characters or settings mentioned in this fanfic belong to the original author and publishing company. Please don't sue.. I'm a high school student writing for fun.
A/N: I've had this written since the summer... It may not be the best but I figured I'd post it anyway. I wish I could tell you which chapters these follow but I don't have my notebook with me. Sorry, enjoy anyway? I'll get those later.
Mum bribed (she threatened to take our laptops away) Natalie and I into hiring a man to attack our cousins Jonah and Daniel. We were wandering around searching for the man that father had showed us.
"Eww!" Natalie moaned as we walked through the street. "This place is disgusting. The streets are deserted, there are no peasants, and what is that rancid smell?"
I inhaled through my nose and was unable to recognize the scent. "I have no idea Nat. Stop complaining, do you want an enemy of ours to find us?"
Natalie stuck her tongue out in response.
We continued to walk until we found a dark ally.
"You don't think he is in there... Do you?" Natalie whispered.
A loud crack echoed from inside the alleyway.
"I don't know, why don't you go look?" I snapped.
"You are the older sibling, set the example."
"Fine." I groaned and took a step forward. I saw a giant piece of wood fly through the air.
"Natalie duck down!" I screamed and pulled her down onto the dirt road. The wood slammed to the ground, just missing us by an inch. A man stepped out of the darkness.
"Bloody hell!" I roared in anger as I rose from the ground. "You could have killed us!" He looked at me in confusion. "Why would you throw wood at someone you don't know?"
Natalie stood up. "Ian!" She whined. "You got dirt all over my new satin dress and its dry clean only!" Natalie brushed her clothes off and continued to ramble about needing to go shopping.
"Self defense." The man said in heavily accented English.
I looked at the man and took out my phone. His features were similar to the photo that father had texted me. Natalie and I had found the man we were looking for.
"And... And mummy will need to let me go shopping when we get back. This is a fashion emerge-"
"Natalie." I interrupted my sister with a harsh whisper. "I believe we have found who mum is looking for."
"Oh?"
"Mr...?" I looked at the man in front of me, waiting for him to give me his surname.
"Yang."
"Mr. Yang," Natalie took over. She spoke with the sweetest voice she could muster. "We have a job for you."
I took a folder out of the backpack that mother gave me. A paper with detailed directions and coordinates sat inside the folder. Mother never told Natalie or me what they were for.
"My mother has informed us of your fighting skills. She has sent us to hire you for a task that is in here." I held up the envelope.
The man began to laugh.
"Excuse me?" Natalie pondered. "What is so humerus?"
"Nothing... nothing." Mr. Yang said. I raised my eyebrows in annoyance. "You children sound like Simon Cowell from American Idol." He chuckled. Natalie and I rolled our eyes.
"Back to the task at hand..." Natalie said through gritted teeth.
"We will pay you if you are willing to accept our request." I continued the speech I had planned.
"How much?" Mr. Yang's face lit up. He had to be a Lucian. The best way to get our attention is to mention money.
Natalie pulled a fanny pack out of her purse. She was holding it as though it were the most repulsive thing on the planet. She unzipped the pocket to reveal a large pile of hundred-euro notes.
Mr. Yang's eyes grew wide. "I'll do it." He said and took the folder from me. I handed him the backpack.
"Your costume is in there." Natalie said. She handed Mr. Yang the fanny pack, turned around, and began to leave. I followed behind her and we both walked back to our limousine.
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