This is my first WET fanfiction please leave a review if you like it and let me know what you think could be improved, enjoy.
Rubi Malone ran down a dirty dark alley as fast as she could, splashing through puddles and hopping over broken crates. ''There she is!'' one Asian man yelled, pointing in her direction. Rubi got to the end of the alley way and made a sharp right turn and quickly skidded to a hault. ''Fuck!'' Rubi exclaimed as she could see two cars speeding her way with armed men hanging out of the windows. She whipped around to the left and saw more guys in cars. Rubi lost her guns in a fist fight with some goons earlier on, so she didn't have much choice but to run from these guys. The neon lights of Chinatown shone bright as Rubi scanned the area to see no way out but to take them. She pulled out her Katana and prepared for a fight; for some reason these men wanted her alive so she knew no guns would be fired. The cars screeched to a hault and the men barrowlled out of the vehicles. Roughly twenty men surrounded her putting their guns down a preparing to restrain her anyway they could.
"Come on faggots! Lets see what you got!'' Rubi challenged them. All of the men charged at her at once to try and over whelm her; she swung her sword at the first low life, taking his arm clean off and then thrusting her sword through his chest, kicking him off it after. Two other men rushed at her holding baseball bats and in sync swung at her; Rubi placed her foot on one of the unexpected men and flipped back, Causing the two men's faces to collide. She kept slashing through the worthless thugs; dropping their number one by one. As Rubi turned to face some more thugs, she felt a blinding flash of pain sweep her face causing her to drop her weapon on the ground. She tried to regain her vision only to feel a second wave of pain strike her stomach. Rubi doubled over, hitting the ground hard and coughing blood onto the road. '' Y-you bastards!'' she spat, rolling on to her back in pain to see a foot crack down on to her face. Rubi's vision slowly began to fade as her eyes rolled back and she blacked out.
Consciousness. Rumbles. Darkness. Rubi could hear two men talking about something she couldn't make out as she groggily tried to open her eyes, whincing at the pain of doing so. She could feel dry blood stained on her face, some of which was still wet and trickled from her broken nose. Rubi managed to open her eyes; she could feel that the fucker who kicked her face in gave her a black eye too which hurt like a bitch. She tried to move her arms but to her surprise they were tied behind her back to the chair she was sat in '' Dammit...'' she mumbled.
"Ah...the bitch is awake' said a voice in the dimly lit room. A man walked toward her.
''Watch it!'' Rubi snapped cutting her eyes at the man,
''Or what, Rubi? You gonna give me a piece of your mind, eh?''. Rubi Scowled,
"Tell me your name, dipshit?'' she demanded. '
'If you must know it's Raymond, you happy?''
''Not until you un-tie me, then I'll be happy'' she replied.
''Ha! Sorry sweetheart that ain't gonna happen, you need to talk to the boss, he'll be here any minute''. Three men walked in the room. One of them was tall dressed in a overcoat and wore a hat over his greying hair, the other two wore heavy gear vests equipped with M14 Rifle's. ''Ah! Speak of the devil.'' Raymond said in surprise.
The man in the overcoat took it off along with his hat and passed them to the guard on his right. '
'So your Rubi Malone… '' he began ''The cold-blooded killer who killed a shit
load of not only my men, but also my brother's.'' the man noted, while he walked around Rubi. ''My name is Richard Phelem; sound familiar?'' he asked raising an eyebrow. '
'Hahahaa!'' Rubi laughed, "That cock-sucking two-timer was your brother? That fucker got what he deserved for double crossing me!'' Rubi spat toward Richard, who promptly replied with a punch to her face. ''Heheh... you punch like a woman...'' Rubi remarked. ''So... what you gonna do, dickwad?, you gonna kill me? Or you just gonna bitch slap me all night? I've got better things to be do.''
Richard stared at her for a second then pulled out his phone and dialled a number. "Bring it in!'' he demanded over the phone, then hung up.
A middle-aged Asian man walked in, pushing a dinner cart with a silver tray holding a assortment of tools. 'Oh shit' Rubi thought to herself. The Asian man rolled it next to Rubi and left the room, slamming the door behind him. Rubi struggled to slip her hand into her back pocket and pulled out a small pocketknife and began to cut the rope that bound her hands.
''Raymond, will you do the honours? I don't want to get my hands dirty.'' Richard stepped back from Rubi as Raymond waltzed over toward her
''It'll be my pleasure" He said, gleaming with sadistic euphoria. Rubi rapidly hacked away at the rope with the blunt pocketknife. 'This won't be enjoyable' Rubi sighed.