Ok so I'm going to attempt something. I've had this idea in my head for the longest. I just need some feedback on if I should continue or let it drop.
Chapter 1- What the Hell
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A black clad figure typed away on a computer. Trying and succeeding in hacking into the main data frame of the computer.
"Copy. Save and… Delete." Just as she pressed the last key a shrill alarm went off. Guards rushed into the room surrounding her.
"Move and we'll blow your damn head off." She smirked.
"And what makes you think that you'll be able to." The men laughed.
"We have you trapped little girl now take off the mask." The woman sighed.
"How about you let me pass." They laughed again. "I thought it was going to be this way."
"Whatever little gi…ahh" His sentence was cut off when a knife was lodged through his throat. The men were in shock as a second one was taken down. A laugh brought them out of it and they began firing. The figure ran avoiding he bullets raining down on her. She was headed straight for a window.
"Hah. We have you no…." The figure kept running and broke right through the window free-falling towards the ground. She spun in the air and pressed a button causing the building she just jumped from to explode.
"Pierce. Mind explaining to me why all of a sudden Brotherhood buildings are getting blown sky high. And really tell me why it's not us doing it."
"Boss I really don't know." The notorious leader of the Third Street Saints flopped on the couch. His lieutenants Pierce, Shaundi, and Johnny Gat sitting around him. Johnny piped in while cleaning his gun.
"Whoever is doing it seems to be doing a good job. Maybe we should find the fucker and make them a Saint. Shit they aren't hurting us." The Boss growled.
"I want this person found and brought here. Shaundi you look for your contacts we need more info on these attacks. Pierce I want you to take a break on the Ronin and help Shaundi. Johnny you come with me."
The hacker stepped out of her shower. She put her waist length red hair into a high ponytail and walked into her room. She dried off then dropped her towel in a hamper and stood in front of her wall length mirror. She examined her tan yellow skin. She had curves and she knew it. She looked like the stereotypical Mexican beauty. She stood at a towering (Compared to most women) 6 ft even. She sighed and walked into her huge closet and got dressed. She pulled on some yoga pants and a tank top. She pulled on her socks and followed them with her High top Adidas. After grabbing her car keys and her cell phone she walked out of her house locking the door. As she walked to her car she was greeted by her neighbor.
"Carlina. How're you?"
"I'm fine Mrs. Karr." She smiled at the elderly woman. She hopped into her car and sped away. She pulled up to her usual gym and began to work out. She just finished her cardio workout when she was tapped on her shoulder. She turned and smiled at a man.
"Are you Carlina Mendoza?"
"Yes who make I ask is wondering?" He pulled out a gun and pointed it towards her.
"Your worst nightmare." Just as he pulled the trigger she dropped to the floor and kicked him under the jaw causing him to misfire. Everyone else in the gym ran screaming. She grabbed then mans arm and flipped him over her back before kicking him in the temple causing him to be knocked out. As she stood up she saw more gun wielding Brotherhood members running in. She cursed then ran into the bathroom. She locked the door before they could get in and ran to the window. She used her gymnastics skills to slip out right as they bust through the door. She ran into the street dodging the bullets coming towards her. Just when she got hit in the thigh a car pulled up between the Brotherhood and her. The back door opened.
"Get in." She wasted no time and dragged herself into the back seat and prepared for a bumpy ride.