AN: Dash belongs to Howl of a Werewolf, not me.
AN 2: I cannot write Jacob's accent and I have tried. So whenever he speaks, I'm sure you can imagine his voice speaking.
The car pulled up to a house in the slums area of Liberty City. A young woman looked through the window from the safety of the car and saw that the owner was asleep while a few of his men played cards in the den area.
"Are you sure you want to do this? This man is one of the scariest dealers around," asked her driver.
The young woman groaned and said, "Come on Jacob. I thought you didn't believe in that voodoo or hocus pocus stuff."
Jacob shook his head and said, "I don't Dash, but there are some things even I wouldn't want to mess with. Most of the people who have stolen from him have turned up missing or worse."
"I thought a couple of them were Eddie's Low's victims," Dash said matter-of-factly.
Jacob shrugged and said, "He might have cursed them. Are you sure you're doing this?"
Dash nodded and said, "Yeah. That bastard still owes me money. I want to take it back."
Jacob knew that there would be no arguing with her. All he could do was unlock the doors and watched as she ran silently across the street. He shook his head and lit up another joint. He exhaled a cloud of smoke as he began to play the waiting game.
In the meantime, Dash ducked down and approached the house. The house was owned by a drug dealer named Soufri Lanmo who was notoriously known in the area. All she knew is that he was originally from New Orleans and was rumored to use voodoo and magic to make people, who went against him, pay. Lucia Dash didn't believe this nonsense and was willing to take the risk if it meant getting back the money he owed. She had provided him with some weapons that he had requested and had paid half of the money up front with the promise of paying the rest in a couple of weeks. Now it had been two months and they had not paid her a cent more. She wasn't going to let him stiff her like that and was going to take what he owed her. Voodoo or no voodoo.
She crept to one one window that was connected to a room that was empty except for a single chair that had some dried blood on it. She hoped that she would be near the guy's money. The window was loose, so she was able to get it open gently and silently. She crept into the dark room and walked to the door. She listened out into the hall and could hear that the guys were still in the den. She peeked out and realized that there was a corner that they couldn't see around. Breathing a sigh in relief, she quietly left the empty room and to the next door. She put her ear to it and could hear some snoring from inside. Realizing it was Soufri's room, she pulled out her silenced nine millimeter and carefully opened the door.
Soufri was asleep in his bed and snoring kinda loudly. Dash silently creeped into the room and spotted a suitcase sitting in the corner of the room. She carefully snuck past him, timing her steps with his snores. Every time he groaned in his sleep, she feared that he was waking up and she'd have to end it all right here and there. Thankfully she was able to reach the suitcase without him waking up. Taking the suitcase, she was able to sneak back out the same way she had snuck back in. Once she was out of the room, she returned to the empty room.
She snapped the suitcase open and saw exactly what she had hoped would be in the case. It was full of wads of cash and there was an odd small statue inside the case. It seemed to have a gargoyle like appearance to it. She liked the look of it and wondered why Soufri would keep this in his suitcase. It'd make a nice collateral piece and decided to stick it into the pocket of her hoodie and then took some of the money she was owed from the case. Hey the money belonged to her rightfully and she was just taking what she deserved.
It was here that she heard creaking from the room next door and it was quickly followed by some shouting. Soufri was awake now and was aware that the case of cash was missing. As she heard the footsteps of the rest of his men running down the hall, she realized that it was time to escape. She quickly locked and blocked the door with the chair in the room, hoping it would give her a little more time.
She had just begun climbing out the window when someone began rattling the door knob. The rattling became a full slam against it as the guys on the otherside began banging against the door. Dash jumped from the window and was running for the car when she heard the sound of the door breaking down. She yanked the door open and practically dived inside when she could hear gunshots against the car.
"Now Jacob! GO!" she cried out and Jacob drove off and away from the angry dealers.
Dash sighed in relief and pulled the hood off of her head, revealing her long black hair and green eyes. She counted the money once again and even took her new prize out of her pocket. It had a humanoid form, but had bat wings instead of arms and it had a menacing look on it's face.
"I'd hate to meet a creature like this," she said to herself as they made their final escape.