Hellos! It's your freindly neighbor fanfiction writer, LeFay Strent! I've got a new story here inspired by xXRedPokerGirlxX. You rock Sierra! Anywho, this story is mainly about Sierra and my freind, Ragan, teaming up with Barry the Chopper and working as assassins. I'm going to be using a weird blend of humor and horror, randomness, and some crackficness for this story...this is gonna be interesting.
Chapter 1
Riza Hawkeye walked down the dark streets of Central with her loyal canine by her side. The neighborhood they were in was not known for its civility. That being said, Riza's free hand never strayed far from her firearm while the other clutched tightly at the briefcase she carried. Black Hayate's fur remained bristled as he sniffed the air warily. Neither of them were at ease in this area.
With their swift pace, they reached their destination: an out of the way motel in poor condition. These types of places were used mostly for illegal acts, but then, that was why she went there in the first place.
Riza found the correct room quickly and knocked on the door in staccato raps. A large figure with glowing eyes answered the door.
"Oh, goodie! You're right on time. Come in," he greeted her pleasantly. He stepped back and ushered her inward.
Black Hayate growled softly and Riza felt the same. She didn't want to go in there and would have rather done their transaction right there, but this was not business for the public's eye.
She went in, keeping the armored man in her sight at all times. He chuckled at her alertness, "A bit on edge, are we?"
"I'm not exactly in my comfort zone here, Barry," she remarked. As she conversed with him she took note of the two other people in the room, one a young woman with dark skin sitting on the windowsill while cleaning her nails with a knife and the other a young man dressed completely in black and laying on one of the two beds. His posture seemed relaxed but the look in his eyes as he stared at Black Hayate suggested that he would like nothing more than to dissect the dog.
Barry laughed once again, "True, quite true. This isn't exactly the part of town a pretty lady like yourself should be wandering around at night."
"Barry," the girl among his group called to him, still picking at her nails. "Cut the crap and get it over with already."
"Always impatient, aren't you Sierra?" Barry sighed, earning him a glare from her. He turned back to Riza, "Fine, let's do this shall we?"
She held out the briefcase, "Here's your payment."
The girl, Sierra, hopped up and took the briefcase from her, sitting it on a table so that she could open it and view the contents. She ran her hands through the stacks of money, smiling in satisfaction, "Twenty five thousand cens for the death of Jean Havoc. Glad to see you held up your end of the bargain."
"Adding that with the upfront payment that makes the whole fifty thousand," the guy on the bed commented almost absently.
Riza nodded sharply, "Alright then. Havoc's dead and you've been fully compensated. I'll be on my way now." She beckoned for Black Hayate to follow and he dutifully did so. They left the assassins' motel room and walked back into the night.
Hm, so apparently Riza had hired these guys to kill Havoc. I wonder why... It will be explained the next chapter, which I hope will be up in a week or less. See you soon!