The Expendables: Retribution

by ExpendablesGirlForever2014

One year after the death of Billy the Kid, Barney Ross is approached by a mysterious young woman named Marian, who longs to take up Billy's place amongst them. Ross is uncertain at first, then eventually agrees. But when one of their own is kidnapped by a new brutal force, they'll have to go back into the line of fire with class and cunning. Post Expendables 3.

1. Chapter 1

Preface:

It hadn't been a long time since Marian took someone out, but she was really missing the rush of taking the life. The adrenaline, the superb feeling of pulling the trigger or slicing deep in. But what Marian was really missing was the feel of a Rugar P89 and the touch of a Baretta 92F. Without those, she felt defenseless. Those guns were her friends, in battle and in life. But without a challenge, those 'friends' would render her lonely and useless. But she wasn't at all useless. Her martial skills, her tracking abilities all made her who she was. She was an assassin, a mercenary who knew her boundaries. With her actions came responsibilities as well.

In the bags that lay on her bed were guns- more specifically the models of the Rugar and Baretta. The loaded magazines were also in stock too. Fine bullets of Ag content were fully in load. Every bullet was made to order and finely spent for. There was never an occasion that she wasn't prepared for. Marian was highly trained and experienced. But now she needed to spruce up the fun- it was time to look for work. So, she reached into her pocket and pulled out her cell phone. Her thumb punched in the numbers and she hit the green button soon afterward. It rang three times before an answer came. "Hello?" a male voice asked, the dialect sounding like a mix between Italian and an accent from New York. Marian then replied, "I hear you guys are looking for a replacement. Do you allow females in your little entourage?" A cough came with this: "What do you do, hon?"

Smiling, Marian couldn't help but reply gently, "I do what you guys do, of course. Why else do you think I'd be asking for a line of work in that field, sir?"