Hello there, Skylinemaster here with a quick story. This will be a series of one-shots about Triple Threat Triad members doing their daily routine as gangsters.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Legend of Korra.
His eyes remained closed.
He could hear them, at least four of them in his shitty, Unagi Gardens apartment.
They were silent, but he could hear their breathing, and that was enough to tell him where they were. One was leaning against the door, one sitting on the chair next to the dinner table, two were standing next to his bed, one on each side.
He rolled over on his bed, his left arm creeping underneath his pillow.
Damn, they've taken his short dagger that he kept for protection.
No matter. There's a sword hanging over his bed, unless they've taken that as well. The kitchen is stocked with various silverware that can be Metalbent to various degrees. Underneath the bed, there is an axe made entirely of stone, perfect as it can be broken up and used as a projectile weapon.
He formulated a plan of attack, a happy tactic that his years as a Dai Li agent honed into him. The one on the right side of him was right next to the window. He would throw him out the window and would immediately get out of bed.
With his first action alerting everyone, he would roll underneath the bed. This served two purposes in that it gave him a weapon, and protection against whatever these intruders had. A soaked or scorched bed is better than a soaked or scorched him.
After rolling under the bed, he would chop off the legs of the intruder on his left and roll out of the bed. He'd use this person as a human shield to prevent any attacks from hitting him.
With the axe, he's break it up and Earthbend those parts into the remaining attackers. Once killed, he'd take his human shield and drag them back to headquarters. He'd like to have a little chat with them, as would Zolt, if this intruder was part of the other Triads.
With his head face-down on the pillow, a smile crept up on his face. He loves it when a plan comes together.
It happened so quick that she couldn't process it. One second, she was standing next to the window, next she stared up at the full moon and was falling four stories to her death.
She didn't comprehend her head hitting the cold, hard concrete below.
He rolled underneath the bed, narrowly missing the fire blast from the intruder who sat in the chair.
The axe was still there, those idiots didn't find it. He smiled, grabbing it and swung it at the bedside intruder's feet.
The left foot came clean off and that is when One-ton Wu heard it.
A girlish scream pierced his eardrum as he rolled from under the bed and behind the attacker.
He grabbed the attacker in a headlock, and that his suspicions were confirmed.
Women.
His attackers were women. Firebenders, so they must be from the Agni Kai Triad as their membership is primarily female.
He squinted his eyes, and held the axe in front of him as the attackers circled him. The one on the chair circled to his right near the window.
They wore black masks, he could see that in the moon filled darkness of his room.
'Hm, cheap perfume. Not bad though.'
His nose caught the smell of his hostage, who was cursing and screaming at her lost foot.
"Now, if you ladies wanted to spend the night with One-ton Wu, you should have just asked."
He chuckled, his eyes quickly narrowing afterwards. He broke his axe and Earthbent the head of the axe at the one closest to the door. The handle of the axe flew towards the attacker near the window, with the attacker's eyes widening but her body not moving fast enough to dodge.
He made sure to not kill them as there might be some good information about who sent them. That and it was just plain fun to torture.
He viewed it as a game, he always did. Dai Li agents were told never to mix business with pleasure, but Wu did just that. Torture was fun, a test of wills between the torturer and the torture.
And most importantly, it was a game that Wu rarely lost.
The sound of the stone hitting the women into the wall was music to his ears, as was the sound of them slumping to the ground.
Satisfied, Wu released and pushed his hostage in front of him. The black clad attacker spun around, a fist of fire aimed at his face.
Wu was too quick though, with his right hook reaching her face first.
She collapsed, her head ringing from the pain that his punch brought.
Wu simply looked at her, still conscious, his head tilted to the side.
"You should probably rest up, you and your friends got a lot of explaining to do."
Wu said, raising his foot and stomping on her face twice. One was to knock her out, the other was for fun.
Wu rolled his neck as he made his way to the telephone in his kitchen.
He spun the numbers he wanted to dial, and waited for the other person to answer.
"Hello?"
A gruff male voice asked.
"It's Wu. Prep the room, I ah, just some uninvited broads in my apartment. Probably Agni, but not sure. Gonna have some fun with them, naturally. And send the car to my apartment, I'll be waiting."
Wu then stopped and looked at his broken window.
"You should also probably get someone to pick up the body on the street as well."
One-ton Wu waited outside of the room where the now legless one was getting stitched up.
"How's the cripple?"
He asked the Triple Threat Triad's medic, Ratface Zhang.
"She'll live. Hobble around everywhere, but live."
Ratface Zhang said, taking box of cigarettes and offering one to One-ton Wu. Wu accepted and put one in his mouth as Zhang lit it with his lighter.
"Zolt's on his way ova here."
Mushi the Bear said, strolling over to the two. He got a cigarette out of Zhang's box, much to Ratface's displeasure.
Mushi pretended to not notice, and lit the cigarette with his Firebending before leaning against the wall.
"They awake yet?"
Zhang asked.
"Nah, the sedative we put them under should keep them in sleepy land for the rest of the hour. Anyway, you see these bitches? Man, who knew Agni started recruiting babes?"
"Mushi, you'd think a Platypus Bear with makeup on could be Miss Republic City, the fuck you know?"
One-ton Wu mocked Mushi, much to the Earthbender's displeasure.
"You guys are never gonna let that go, are you?"
Mushi groaned and Zhang laughed.
"Never, it is just too funny what happened that night. That whale chasing you around is just burned into my head."
Zhang said, taking another puff of his cigarette.
"Regardless, put the masks back on their faces."
Wu ordered.
"Why?"
Mushi asked.
"How many times do I have to tell you?"
Wu asked, displeased at being questioned.
"Lost count after twelve."
Mushi shot a glare at Zhang, who simply smirked while blowing smoke in his face. Wu simply faced Mushi with a simple expression.
"It's like opening a present on Founder's Day, you never know what you are going to get. And I can't wait to play with these toys."
"So, what is your name?"
Wu asked, another cigarette in his mouth. He was pacing behind the bound woman, shaking his head.
"Ah, not a talking then? I can respect that. They all start like that, you know?"
He said, sitting down in the chair in front of the woman. The woman was shackled, her arms and legs tied together, and a leash was put on her neck with the end being tied to a pulley system behind her.
"Proud, defiant, angry, I appreciate a strong woman, I really do."
His voice lowering as he continued.
"…And yet, the end is always the same. Begging for a better fate in death than the one they had in life. It's like I can see the future, right?"
He said, cupping his hand and feeling the cloth of her mask over her face. He felt the contour of her face, the cheekbones underneath the smooth fabric. He stared at her golden eyes, relishing in the defiance that she possessed. He slowly pulled down the part covering her face, and likewise removed the part over her forehead and hair.
The girl in front of him was a young woman, in her late teens or early twenties, with white skin and long, well done hair that was fell perfectly after being released from the mask.
"You're pretty, I like that about you."
Without warning, he curled up a fist and punched her in the stomach, immediately followed by a slap across the face with the other hand. The girl recoiled in pain from the one two blow, but quickly recovered, a look of hate on her face.
"Fuck you."
She said, spitting in his face. He smiled, closing his eyes and wiping the spit from his face. He then put out the cigarette on her right palm, causing her to grit her teeth.
"That was less than effective, but not unexpected from a Firebender."
He said, walking towards the door. He opened it and pulled in a cart before gently shutting the door.
He wheeled the cart in front of her, making sure she saw the various instruments of torture in front of her. He saw her eyes flash, hiding the will to smirk at her pain.
"Now, that is not the only way I will make you suffer and scream."
He leaned in, whispering in her ear.
He stood straight up, and undid his belt. He pulled his pants down and his underwear in front of her, letting his penis out in front of her face.
He pulled a scalpel from the table, and examined it.
"Let's have some fun now, shall we?"
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