His white China doll
Summary: Disguised as a man, I came to the east end of London following the help of Frances and Frankie Shea. What started off with the intent to avenge the death of my parents, ended up being something more dangerous, twisted and dark once I was involved with the Kray twins, especially with Ron. RonnieKray/OC, ReggieKray/ OC, slow burn, Gender Bender, adult themes, (WARNING) M for a reason- possible non-con in future chapters!
A/N: Apologies for:
my poor English, expression, grammar, and what not. I am a noob to writing so the accents would have to be imagined. I am not sure how to do the dialogue with the accents.
if the characters are not portrayed the way it appeared in the movies, or how they were in real life.
if anything in the story is incorrect or does not follow facts or the movie.
I will try to follow events from the movie and the characters looks are based from the movie.
Disclaimer: I only own the character Elise.
Chapter 1:
London in the 1960's, everybody had a story about the Kray brothers. It was also during that time that there had been a wave of Chinese immigration, but my mother had been here long before that. She migrated with her family; her father was in the tea business and decided to make the move. Anyway… enough with my family tree and history lesson.
I was not completely Chinese like my mother, as my father was English. They met during University and fell in love. Both came from wealthy families but were then disowned for their relationship. They left central London and made their living in Soho, by having a little Chinese restaurant. Then I came along! Their only child.
I did not fit in anywhere, and was teased for my weird looks. I didn't look Chinese or English I looked like a weird mix. I was told I had an unconventional pretty face by friends and my parents, but that doesn't hide my height and body shape. I was tall, broad and had a flat chest. I looked just androgynous, anyways enough with my self-loathing...
We were happy. The business was doing okay and I helped my parents out. We weren't rich but we got by. We were in Soho where the night clubs, bars, and sex industry has been increasingly popular. We tried to not let that bother us, but I know my father would stay late unable to sleep, figuring out what to do.
George Cornell (with the support of the Richardson gang) was eyeing the area for a place to open a strip club. That didn't make sense as the Richardson's hail from the south side of London, must be George Cornell's idea. Our little restaurant was a prime spot, being on a corner in the cross road near a busy area. We have had a couple visits by the Richardson gangsters offering to buy it, but their patience grew thin as my parents refused.
Then that horrid day happened. The Richardson gangsters stormed in, our customers fled after sensing trouble. I was just about done washing the dishes that night when I heard yelling. I dropped the plate in the sink and was about to run out before my mother stopped me. Her grip hurt, she was unbelievably strong for a tiny little Asian lady.
"Ouch, mum what is happening? Please let go...I'm going to help da..." I was cut off by her. "Don't you dare go out there! Go upstairs and hide. Don't come out!" She looks at me for some time before turning to join my father in the front of the restaurant. I didn't know at that time it would be the last time we spoke.
I did as I was told, I ran upstairs and hid my wardrobe. I didn't know what to think, I had no idea what was about to happen, but I did feel terrified. I heard the commotion downstairs, and then I heard gun shots. I froze and began to cry uncontrollably. There was nothing after that but silence, and then I heard footsteps of men who made their way upstairs. I covered my mouth, but could not control the crying. I panicked and burst out of the wardrobe and attempted to jump out the window, but I buckled. That was when someone pulled me to the ground by ankles.
"What do we have here? "One the gangster questions amused. "What da ya want us to do with her George?" George Cornell, one of the Richardson gang's associates.
George then leans down and looks at me, "hmm, it's going to be costly paying the cops off with tonight's murder and all..." All I could do was cry and tried to wrestle myself loose. "Oh shut her up!" George demands. I tried to struggle free but it was no use. They gagged me while he continued to talk.
"I got a headache, don't wanna think..." He looked back at me with a smug look "...could just sell her to a brothel to make some money. We'll need it. There is lots of brothels here, bound to be one who'll buy her. Throw her in the boot of the car for now, while the lot of ya clean up this mess!". He turned to leave while they tied my hands together behind my back and dragged me downstairs. I then saw the bodies of my parents, laying there lifeless. Again, all I could do was cry.
The streets were quiet that night, not surprisingly as it was past midnight. In the distance, uncle Eddy (not by blood) walked up wearily. "Elise...Elise is that...". He stopped and looked at the gangsters before he realised what the situation was, and looked into the window of the restaurant and was frozen by shock. Uncle Eddy had difficulties sleeping and would often go for walks this late, he didn't live far from us. I tried to yell at him to run, but my voice obviously came out muffled. I struggled and tried to break free from the gangsters grip before another gun shot went off. They shot uncle Eddy... I cried but took that chance to break free while they were distracted. I used my height to my advantage. I dropped to the ground, with my weight and height causing them to lose grip. I tripped one of them to the floor by kicking him while backing my head violently into the crotch of the other one. I somehow managed to get myself upright and ran. George tried to shoot me but missed. I did not stop to see what happened that after that.
I ran as fast as I could that night, I was cold, numb, and did not know what to do. I hid in someone's backyard until dawn approached. I decided to disguise as myself as a male so they would not recognise me. I stole male clothes off the line, changed into it and tucked my hair under the newsboy cap. I climbed over the fence and wondered the streets at a loss what to do.
I did not have money on me and did not have any other family. I could not visit my friends as I did not want them in danger. What George Cornell and his men found me. I tucked my hands in the pocket and pulled out some money and looked at it. I did not have energy to be excited, but I counted it. I walked past a store and bought an apple. That was all I could afford. I sat outside on the side of the road while I ate it.
Then a friend recognised me before calling out, "Elise! Elise...Is that you?!" I panicked and dropped my apple, and ran across the road to shut her up. She looked at me confused, "what are you worried about, and...why are you dressed like that? I cannot actually tell if you were a boy or a girl" Ignoring that upsetting statement that triggered my insecurities, I replied" Frances?...well...long story.." Its been sometime since I seen her, she moved to the east end of London. Was it okay to tell her what happened?
She stared at me expecting an explanation, I snapped out of my thoughts "Well...Where you heading? She looked disappointed at my reply, "Well I came to get Asian groceries for my mother, they don't have them east end. Why? You are heading that way too?" I look at her again at a loss what to say. I decided to tell her bluntly, "my parents were murdered by the George Cornell and the Richardson's gang, and now...I got nowhere to go.." She looks at me wide eyed, " well...well...that..." She cleared her throat and grabbed my arm, "come with me". I trailed behind her observing her, she was petite and oh, I was so jealous of her physique.
She led me to a car and pushed me in before I could protest, I heard a male's voice. "Frances! Who's..." He looked at me, "E..Elise?.." I looked at him, "Frankie?" He smiles and laughs in excitement, " Oh my! Long-time no see!.." Before he could go on, Frances cuts him off, "Frank, her parents were killed by those gangsters that your boss wanted to get rid of..." He looked at me with disbelief and then back at his sister. "I..I'm..so sorry...". All I could hear in that sentence was that 'his boss' wanted to get rid of them. I did not cry as I was numb. I looked down and then back at him, " you said your boss wanted to get rid of them? What does that mean..." He chokes, then started to stutter, "well...well, that.. Umm". Frances answered for him, "He works for the Kray brothers..."
How strange was this conversation I thought to myself, no one mentioned reporting this to the police. Instead we are here talking about...gangsters.
The car was filled with silence. Frances decides to speak first, "well, you should come stay with us..." She nudges Frankie, "yeah, I mean we are on the East end of London where the Kray brothers are. The Richardson's won't come anywhere near us, not sure about George Cornell thought...but at least you'll be safe" I shot a look at him making him lower his head apologetically. That is the second time the Kray brother's name was mentioned. What should I do? I had nowhere to go, and all I could at this point was accept. So I agreed.