Hey everyone, thanks for coming out and reading my piece of fanfiction. Sorry if it's kind of lame, it's been a while since I've written anything. First of all, I do not own the rights to Die Hard or any of it's characters and this is purely a work of fiction. Second, sorry if I make grammatical errors or spelling mistakes. And finally, please do try to enjoy yourself!
Now, on with the show.
If anything, Anja really didn't want to be around her uncle's old co-workers that were going to get drunk on champagne, but she did it anyway. After all, Mr. Takagi was rather kind to her after her uncles's accident and the least she could do was show up for one party. Besides, after the Christmas season was over, she would have to head back school.
"Ah, Miss Fey, I'm glad that you came." Mr. Takagi spoke, giving a warm hug.
"Thank you for inviting me sir."
"It was no trouble at all my dear. And please, do enjoy yourself."
Anja smiled. "I will try my best sir."
Mr. Takagi gave her a returning smile before heading off to mingle and congratulate his other workers. Anja sighed before taking another refreshment, suddenly having the urge to eat something.
"Aren't you a little young to be here?" A sincere voice spoke.
Anja turned to see a older woman with deep brown eyes dressed in a nice salmon colored feminine suit. Her hair was puffed up in curls, making her look very professional. All in all, she was very pretty.
"Actually, Mr. Takagi invited me for Christmas." Anja replied.
The woman frowned. "You do look familiar though. Did one of your parents work here?"
"Yes, my uncle did before he died. His name was Fey."
"Your Louis' niece? My goodness, you are quite lovely sweetie."
Anja blushed at the compliment. "Thanks."
"I'm sorry to hear about your uncle, he was a very good man."
"So I've been told."
"Oh, where are my manners, my name is Holly Gennero."
"Anastasia, though people just call me Anja."
Holly offered her hand. "Well then, it's very nice to meet you Anja."
"Likewise Ms. Gennero."
Through out the night Anja was talking with Ms. Gennero about almost anything. When the clock finally struck 10:00 in the evening, Anja decided that it was a better time than any to start heading home
"Well Ms. Gennero, it has been lots of fun, but I have to leave now."
"Already? It's not even a school night."
"I know, but I have a flight to catch in the morning. Good night and Merry Christmas."
"Thank you Anja, and you as well."
Anja gave a smile and polite nod before heading toward the empty elevator. She hit the lobby button and hummed some of her music scores as she descended the tower. The elevator bell then went ding!, signaling that she had arrived at her destination.
What she didn't expect was a body to collapse in front of her as soon as the metal door's open, now sitting in a pool of it's own blood. She was about to scream but was quickly cut off by a large hand slamming itself upon her mouth. Anja looked up to see a man dressed in a fancy suit with a grey coat, his brown hair combed back neatly and matching his trimmed beard. His hazel eyes glittered dangerously at her like a predator with it's prey.
"Not a sound my dear." He spoke, a faint German accent altering his pronunciation.
Anja nodded silently, recognizing the man: Hans Gruber. Anja had seen him on the news a few months ago. He then removed his hand from her mouth before grabbing her by the wrist and yanking back into the elevator she was just in.
More men followed after Hans, each one dressed in casual clothes with large black duffel bags. As they reached closer to floor the party was on, the men behind her started to pull out guns. The bell then in the elevator then made a faint ding! and the steal doors then opened. Each man filed out and quickly began running all over, firing bullets into the ceiling.
Chaos immediately erupted all across the party as guests screamed in terror. Anja tried to run during the confusion, but Hans quickly grabbed hold of her with a vice grip that made her cry out.
"Nein, you will be staying here." He said before tossing her to a big, burly blonde with glasses whose grip was tighter than Hans'.
The men soon herded all the guests into one corner near the waterfall, some crying while others were trying to calm themselves and the others down. Hans then stood in the front with a small organizer as he raised a hand to address the panicking people.
"Ladies and gentlemen." He spoke calmly yet there was an air of command about him. "Ladies and gentlemen." He repeated, this time louder. Hans made sure everyone's attention was on him before glancing back down at his notebook. When the crying had finally quieted down, he began speaking once more.
"Due to the Nakatomi corporation's legacy of greed around the globe they are about to be taught a lesson in the use of real power." He then paused, looking at everyone one of them. "You will be witnesses." His tone told Anja he wasn't playing around.
"Now, where is Mr. Takagi?"
Anja looked throughout the crowd to find the aged Asian man, seeing him next to Ms. Gennero. Hans then slowly stepped down from the small set of stairs as he listed the accomplishments that Mr. Takagi had done and experienced till the man himself couldn't take it anymore.
"Enough." Mr. Takagi spoke, standing up.
"And father...of five." Hans finished.
"I am Mr. Takagi."
Anja was then shocked to see Hans' face break out into a bright smile. "How do you do?" He spoke, shaking Mr. Takagi's hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
Soon one of Han's henchmen grabbed hold of Mr. Takagi and dragged him over to the elevator. Anja almost breathed a sigh of relief till the man holding her shook her roughly.
"What of her?" The man asked with a thick German accent.
Hans stared at her for a moment, making Anja uncomfortable before speaking. "Bring her along."
Oh my god, now what's going to happen? She thought as she was shoved into the elevator as well. As if things couldn't get any worse.
