Hey guys!
I've decided to do an Alternative ending for Chapter One on well, chapter one...I wanted to do an alternative, since I personally thought that the original was just kinda too...sappy? Or, innocent? I don't know, Mikayla is soo innocent, so I decided for that to be the reason why she gets accepted in Division.
Anywho, I originally wanted this version to be Chapter One's flashback, but I thought it was bit...rogue? Pretty much what I'm saying, is that this version has a not so innocent Mikayla...Although I preferred this version, I mean, in order to get accepted into an Assassin cooperation, you kinda need some kind of experience...
Anyways, here's the alternative Chapter One for those action/crime-type people!
P.S-The flashback won't be in italics this time! Just cuz...
Mikayla's POV: Present
I guess when I was sixteen, apparently Selena's ex, wasn't exactly a nice influence on us. No wonder why adults always said to experiment while in our wild-crazy teenage years last, we may have took that term a little too literally. At the time, we kinda thought nothing bad was going to happen, well, we were really, really wrong. Whenever people say YOLO, sometimes you don't realize that you truly only have one life, until, well from our experience...you take someone else's life. I guess it's pretty ironic that Selena and I were practically scarred for life when that incident happened, yet we're government assassins where our mission is to end someone's life.
Flashback: Mikayla At Age 16
Mikayla's POV:
I groggily woke up to the sound of my alarm clock blaring the loud beeping and tried slapping the snooze button, only for it to end up on the ground. I groaned and tossed my snow-white covers away from me and hopped out of bed. When I snatched the clock and turned the alarm off, I went straight into the bathroom and did my usual morning routine from brushing my teeth to changing my pajamas to my casual shirt, ponytail, and shorts.
Yawning, I stepped out of my room and directed myself to Selena's room for what I call, "Wake-Up Call Makoola 101". I made sure to grab a small, lemon-yellow bucket and fill it up with the contents in order to complete the objective, and started heading to Selena's room. Once I got to Russo's wooden, white door, I cautiously opened the door just enough to slide my body quietly through, entering her room. Looking down at Selena, her head is buried in her pillow with an arm hanging off the side of her bed. Oh well, time to end her journey in dreamland!
"Hey Russo, rise and shine!", I shouted, while rising the blinds, making the sun's rays shine though, brightening the room and hitting directing on Selena's face.
"Just give me a couple of seconds...minutes...hours...days...", She trailed off while falling back asleep. I placed the bucket along with its contents on top of her study desk and grabbed one of her free pillows, and started slapping her with it until she responds.
"Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Russo. You know I'm not going to stop till you get your lazy butt up. Wake up, wake up!", I said with every pillow slap at each word.
Selena sat up with her hands up in surrender, "Fine. You won Makoola. I'll get up in a few minutes, meet me downstairs in five minutes, will ya?"
I smirked as Selena yanks me off her bed and starts shoving me out the door. I guided myself down the stairwell, and walked into the kitchen, treating myself to a mouth-watering, red-delicious apple off the basket. Taking a bite out of the apple, I made my way over to the living room where the flat screen is at, and sat down on the sofa, switching on the TV. After a while, my phone lights up, meaning that someone sent me a text. I picked up the phone, glancing at it until I realized who the familiar unknown number was, Selena's good friend and ex, Dean.
Dean: Yo Makoola, u n Russo down 2 go sumwhere 2day?
I unlocked my phone and texted back, okay one, how did he even get my number in the first place? And two, why is he talking to me, even though they broke up, months ago?
Me: How did you even get my number Dean? And, why are you even talking to me? We all know that you guys broke up...like months ago.
I hit send and placed the phone back onto the couch, as soon as I did that, my phone lighten up again. Wow that kid was fast, maybe a bit too fast. I looked out the window, being the paranoid person I am, to make sure he wasn't some stalker outside our house and shifted back to my previous sitting position back on the couch. I directed my eyes back to the phone, to only see some creepy text from Dean.
Dean: Jez Makoola, u ned 2 kool it wit d spellin dats d pont of textin n i wanted 2 show u guys a good time 2day ;)
I rolled my eyes at his cockiness, and texted him back with my respond.
Me: Maybe if you actually used grammar properly, I might consider that offer...Oh wait, you don't.
I pressed send with full confidence at my comment and darted my eyes to the time, that's located on top of the phone, reading 11 A.M. It's been thirty minutes and no sign of Russo anywhere. I tossed my phone back onto the soft sofa pillow and ran up the stairs, hoping that clumsy Russo didn't fall into the bath-tub...again. Once I reached Russo's door, I knocked, hearing a "Come in.", from the other side.
I opened the door saying, "Hey how did your creepy-", I got interrupted by a bucket full of cold, icy water falling onto my head. I take off the bucket and looked up to see a laughing and clapping Selena.
"These classic pranks never gets old!", Selena finally said.
"Hey, at least I don't look like a clapping seal begging for dinner!", I exclaimed while getting angry at the fact that my hair is messed up.
"Well, who's fault was it for messing with my sleep?", Selena said while cocking an eyebrow up.
I rolled my eyes, started squeezing the water out of my hair, ignoring her question, and said, "Before I was so "kindly" interrupted, I was asking why is your creepy ex texting me?"
"Oh yeah, about that, he's coming over in an hour to pick us up.", Selena said as if it was nothing.
At this point, I felt like I was about to burst like a water-balloon," WHAT?! Do you NOT know how bad of an influence he was on us?! Remember last time when we were with him? We almost got arrested, because we were too dumb to realize what exactly he was hiding in our bags! No way am I ever accompanying him to anywhere, anymore, and neither are you!", I continued to rant on about how bad he was.
I never told Selena this, but when I found out they FINALLY broke up, I was practically dancing. I think after that "incident", Selena had some sense knocked into her and dumped his sleazy butt. Now, I'm probably going to have to knock some sense into her...again.
"I'm positive that nothing bad is going to happen. Trust me, his brother is coming along, so we shouldn't run into trouble, right?", Selena tried to reason.
"Are you sure that his brother isn't some fugitive who escaped from prison?"
"I'm a hundred and one percent sure that he's a good person."
I really hope that I'm not going to regret saying this later on, "Fine. But, I'm going to make sure nothing that involves the police happens."
"Thanks Kayla!", she kept repeating while tackling me with her bear hug and eventually released when she glanced down at her phone.
"Hey, Dean's already here.", she announced, much to my dismay.
"Alright, I just need to grab something, meet you downstairs?", I asked, being answered with a nod and Selena heading out of the room. I sighed and jogged over to where my room is at and went inside. I opened up my weapon closet that Selena may or may not know of, and unhooked my faithful machete in case Dean needs a reason to behave himself. I placed my machete in my sheath around my shorts, not that no one has a problem with the machete hanging out, people already knew that I kept the machete around me ever since dad's death. Once I went down the stairs and grabbed my phone from the couch, I caught up to Selena at the front door, and to see him standing on the front porch, leaning on the front door's frame. I started taking in his appearance, faded light-blue jeans, along with a plain white T-shirt.
"Long time, no see Makoola.", Dean greeted while sticking his hand out.
"A bit too soon, isn't it Moriarty?", I sneered along with sending out icy daggers known as my eyes at him, ignoring his hand gesture.
"Hey it isn't my fault that your bags happened to be full of illegal substances.", Dean argued.
"Oh, really? Because, we didn't get the bags till you handed it to us! Kinda signaling that you planted those in our bags to try to smuggle it and if you get caught, it'll be in our bags to frame us.", I pointed out while Selena shifted uncomfortably and interrupted, "Er, we should be going now, wouldn't want to keep your brother waiting, right?"
"Right, we just need to stop by the bank to get some money. Let's go Russo and...Makoola.", Dean said agreeing. Selena started heading to the sliver jeep that has Dean's brother in the driver seat and hopped in. As soon as Dean started walking to the jeep, and after a couple of footsteps, I pulled him back by his arm and pulled out my machete, pointing it towards his chest.
"Look, I don't know what you're planning, but I swear to Giki-Kiki, if you try to do something illegal that involves Selena and I either getting arrested or hurt, well, people are going to forget that Dean Moriarty even walked the surface of the Earth, got it?", I threatened, which in response earned a nervous gulp and nod, much to my satisfaction. Once I released my death grip on his arm, only to see him wobble over to the passenger side of the jeep. I ran over to the back of the driver's side and hopped into the car, with a questionably look from Selena, "What took you guys so long?"
"Oh, just nothing, just some "friendly" catching up from the past.", I lied with a shrug. After that statement, the ride to The Kinkowian Memorial Bank was silent with tension in the atmosphere, and I can't believe I'm actually this, but we're finally at the bank! I stretched my legs but jumping out of the jeep, only to be greeted by a black object being thrown at me. I picked it up and fiddled with it in my palms, a black, beanie hat? Why do I need this, it's pretty nice weather right now?
Selena must've read my mind, while getting out of the car she asked, "What's with the black hat? It's pretty nice out here."
"Well, it's pretty chilly inside the bank, we wouldn't want you girls to catch a cold or ammonia, right?", Dean's brother answered, while placing his hat on his head and Dean's putting his on, along with what seems to be a black leather jacket and zips it up. Still being a bit skeptical, I took the hat and put it on, as Selena followed my lead. As Dean's brother starts to lead us to the bank, out of the corner of my eye, I notice Dean taking out a black gym-bag out from the back of the jeep. I directed my eyes forward as Dean starts carrying the bag with him, slung behind his shoulder and starts catching up to us. Once we were inside of the bank, each banker window had at least four or five people, making a small line.
What was really suspicious to me, was that...it's the exact opposite of temperature, it's not freezing cold, it's actually burning hot.
As I was trying to sort out this puzzle in my mind, soon enough, we were at the front of the line where the banker with mocha brown eyes, auburn-brunette short hair, along with tan-white skin, ask, "Deposit or Taking out?"
"I'll be taking out.", Dean's brother answered.
"May I see your credit card number?", the banker asked.
"Sure thing.", Dean's brother responded and reached into the gym bag to get something.
Wait a second, the black beanie and gym bag, usually when people have a black beanie, aren't they...Oh no, Selena and I need to get out, like right NOW!
I grabbed ahold of Selena's arm and started jerking her towards the door, while she tried to resist the force, "Kayla, what are you doing?"
"Getting the heck out of here before-", is all I managed to say before a shot rang out, making the both of us fall to the ground, we were almost to the door!
"GIVE US THE MONEY! EVERYONE ON THE GROUND, THIS IS A BANK ROBBERY!", Dean AKA Captain Obvious announced. We used the distraction to start scooting towards the door when we hear a gun cock behind us, "I wouldn't even move a muscle ladies.", Dean's brother voice said behind us, we turn around to face an AK-47 pointed right at our faces and that both Moriraty brothers had their "hat" AKA ski mask, covering their faces. We noticed everyone is on the ground, scared to death, along with the bank tellers sitting in front of their window.
They collected everyone's cell-phone or anything that can call for help and placed the basket on the center table. The Moriraty brothers started circling around everyone with their guns in the palm of their hands, ready to shoot if necessary.
"Alright which one of you bank tellers can open up the grand vault for us?", Dean's brother yelled across the room. A small petite bank teller with crystal-blue eyes, blond hair, and pale-white skin shakily raised her hand. Dean's brother went over to her and jerked her up to her feet, "Well darling, today is your lucky day, there's a least likely chance of you dying this afternoon.", Dean's brother pointed his gun behind the bank teller's back as she starts walking nervously to the grand vault, leaving Dean watching over the rest of us.
I leaned back to the wooden front of the bank window and quietly said, "Yeah he didn't escape from prison, but escaped from the mental institution, I'm 99.9% sure."
Selena leaned back next to me and admitted, "Okay, I get it. You told me so. I knew Dean was bad, but I didn't think he would go this far."
"He tried to smuggle drugs by framing us, are you really that surprised?", I questioned.
"Okay, maybe I should've used my common sense. Then again. I should've just listened to you...as always.", Selena said while bringing up her knees and hugging it.
"Hey, we promised that we'll protect each other no matter what, ever since our parents died, remember?", I said.
"Right. It was the day after, when Brandon rescued us and Uncle Jason came. Oh how I would like Brandon to come rescue us again.", Selena said with a chuckle at our memories of the past. I sat up a bit, though I noticed the bank teller that they were talking to earlier look at me with daring eyes...He better not do what I think he's about to do. I quietly hit Selena's knee, perking her up and look at me with a weird look. I mouthed, "Look.", and motioned towards the bank teller. She sat up and realized what I was talking about. We started shaking our heads and silently telling him not to try to be the hero and be killed right on the spot. After our attempts of silently trying to talk him out of it, he ignored us and basically made a run towards the front-center desk, where the silent alarm is located.
As soon as he reached the desk and pressed the button, two shots rang, and he slumped to the ground, motionless.
Selena and I's along with everyone's eyes went wide, and surprisingly, so did Dean's with a pale face, as if he just saw a ghost. Bright-red liquid was flowing out of the guy's body from where he was hit, making a puddle of blood surround him. I was too late when Selena out of nowhere, sprung up, facing Dean.
"Dean, you just took someone's life! How could you?!", Selena asked, making me attempt to pull her down from getting shot. He shakily lowered his gun and hung his head down from shame, and was a stuttering mess, "I-I d-don't kn-know! W-we c-o-ul-dn't g-g-o -t-to ja-ail ag-agin!"
Surprisingly, Selena was calm and said, "Just hand me the gun Dean, and stand down." As soon as I heard a gun cock again, I immediately shot up and unsheathe my machete in my defense position, in front of Selena, ready for a fight.
"He-here, I don't want this murder weapon!", Dean said as he toss the weapon across the room, towards us. We both tried to catch it, but it ends up trembling in our hands and landed on the floor, accidentally landing on the trigger, shooting off a couple of bullets to the person directly across from it. We both darted off to the injured person and checked his pulse.
There wasn't any, meaning he's dead, and...we actually just took an innocent bystander's life.
"No, no, no, no! This can't be happening!", Selena repeatedly breathe in denial, as we tried to apply pressure to his wounds by using Dean's jacket, to keep him from losing a large amount of blood. We were too late, he's definitely late, there's nothing that we could possibly do, except to accept the fact that we actually took someone's life. It took every strength that Dean and I had to pry Selena off the un-cooperating guy, "Lena, it's over, he's gone.", I admitted in distraught.
Soon enough, after Selena finally gave up in trying to break free from our grasp and accepted the guilt that'll haunt us for the rest of our lives, we hear the sirens outside.
Dean's brother comes out from the vault with a bleeding almost to death petite bank teller that I just saw moments ago, along a gym bag full of cash. I said defensibly with my machete in the air, "What did you just do to the bank teller?"
"Oh, her? She's fine. Now, who tripped the alarm-Woah, you guys actually killed someone?", Dean's brother answered looking impressed, while taking in the graphic scene before us.
"It was an ACCIDENT!", we all answered at the same time.
"Ri-i-i-i-ght.", Dean's brother said, dragging out the I, "Well, let's go before the cops crashes the party!", Dean nodded in agreement while they start to take off with their findings and weapons, leaving the wounded bank teller falling to the ground, clutching her stomach in pain from her injuries.
Soon enough, the Moriraty brothers' voice rang out from the distance, "Makoola, Russo, come on!"
We looked at each other deciding to weather or not to listen to our conscience that's nagging in our heads to stay and get caught by the police or to leave the bank teller to her fate and make a run for it, finally, Selena broke the silence, "So, what do you want to do?"
"Well, either way, there's a less likely chance that we could dodge the police. Might as well use the time that we have left to do something good, right?", I reasoned, which in return gets a satisfying grin from Selena. After that, we rushed over to the injured bank teller to attempt to save her life, we're not losing another one!
"Ma'am, I want you to try your best to stay awake as long as possible, look into my eyes if you have to.", Selena said while squatting down to her height, and I ran over to where the dead bystander's corpse is at and unwrap Dean's jacket from it, rushing over to the still-alive one. Using my machete to separate the jacket into pieces to cover the wounded areas, I wrapped a couple of pieces on her right arm and left leg, where it was either cut or shot. After that, Selena gathered the remaining pieces and ran to the nearest water fountain to make it damp enough to clean the blood and to cool down the bruises from her body.
Being able to completely stay awake now, the lady gives us a kind smile and said, "You two are probably the nicest and caring robbers I've ever seen."
That caused us to chuckle, "Well, we aren't or ever planning on becoming a robber anytime soon. This was just an accident.", I mentioned. Right when the bank teller was about to say something, we hear the police outside say, "We have the place surrounded! Surrender and put your hands in the air! We have a team coming in a couple of seconds!"
"Kayla, we better go.", Selena motioned towards the bank teller. I nodded in agreement and stood up, as soon as the both of us are on our feet, a group of S.W.A.T. members come bashing through the doors with their guns pointed at us. We immediately put our hands up in surrender, and apparently Selena and I recognized one of them, no way...could it be?
"Hey Brandon, who knew that we would actually be seeing you again?", Selena said.
"Same for you two, never thought we would be meeting again like this. What happened?", Brandon asked.
"Long story short, Russo here doesn't exactly have the best taste in guys.", I responded by pointing at Selena.
Brandon shakes his head in disappointment while Selena protests, "If it wasn't for us, she would've been dead right now.", as she takes a step towards the injured bank teller, one of the members shot a Taser-line at her, electrocuting Selena while she cries out in pain, and making her fall to the ground with a thud. One of them goes over to her, puts her hands behind her back, and handcuffs them together.
"Lena! She was trying to help her up!", I shouted at them, I was about to run over to the unconscious Selena until someone else something, "Captain look! She has a weapon on her!", confused on what they're talking about, I looked down to noticed my machete still hanging out on the sheath. The one person who doesn't know about my machete happens to be the S.W.A.T. team? Oh great, my day just gets better and better. When I unsheathe my machete trying to explain, out of nowhere, one of the members comes charging at me at full speed. Being caught off-guard at the sudden action, the member ends up tackling me face-forward to the cold-hard ground.
"You have to let me explain! We didn't do this!", I plead as I feel the weight of the officer on my back, hand-cuffing my hands together.
"Alright. We'll let you guys go on one condition. Just answer my question, did you kill that guy over there?", he said while turning my head towards the innocent bystander...that Selena and I took the life of. Knowing the answer, I stayed completely silent with the officer last saying, "Uh huh, just what I thought. Take these two to the dungeon."
Then, I instantly felt a pang of pain in my head, and the next thing I knew, all I saw was darkness.
I woke up on this really uncomfortable bed, when I sat up, I hit my head on the top bunk, rubbing my throbbing head, I realized where I was, which happened to be the dungeon of the royal palace.
Wait a sec, this isn't the dungeon, this was more like a prison cell. I took in the surroundings to only confirm my thoughts, a bunk-bed, steel-jail bars, grey-concrete walls, along with a single sink and toilet. I got out of the bed and looked up, wondering who my bunk buddy was.
"Hey Russo, turns out you're my bunk buddy.", I said loud-enough to scare Selena off her top-bunk, literally. She came crashing down onto the concrete with a thud.
"Hey Makoola, where are we? Last thing I remembered was feeling like Waka Waka Bug being running into a bug zapper.", Selena said while standing up and rubbing her head.
"If haven't noticed, we're clearly in the Royal Palace's prison cell.", I sarcastically answered.
Selena, while rolling her eyes, grabbed my pillow and slapped me with it, making me rub my cheek, "Well, ow! A rock is softer than those things!"
As Selena was about to respond, the cell's door slid open, revealing Brandon and an older-guy with white hair, brown-eyes, and pale skin with a grey suit, standing there. Selena decided to break the ice by saying, "Hey Bran, what are you doing here? Going to Taser me again?"
Brandon was about to answer, but the older-guy covered his mouth, "Well hello girls, the name's Percy. I run a secret government agency."
"And, we care wh-", Selena started talking before I covered her mouth, "Excuse her, well, that's nice to know, and we would like to know why you're telling us this?"
"Well, the agency I run is just not your usual agency, I happen to run the place where they make government assassins that take down terrorists and any threat to the country. Have you heard of a terrorist named, Rob Jim Berto?", Percy asked and we shook our heads as he continued, "And, you're welcome."
"We would like to recruit Mikayla Makoola and Selena Russo to become one of the government's top secret weapons against terrorists. Based on what recently happened, we figured you two are experienced,", Percy announced.
"But, it was just an acc-", I begin to say until Selena covers my mouth and says," We would love to! So, are we just released from here or what?"
"Well, not really, what we do is fake your death with some random dead person's body who looks like you two, so that the terrorists don't suspect anything, plus would you rather actually die or fake your death?", Percy explained.
After discussing it with Selena, I give him a final answer, "We would gladly work at Division."
Percy clasp his hands together while curving a smile while Brandon starts leading us out of the cell, "Excellent! Welcome to Division!"
Now:
Mikayla's POV:
I came back to reality when my eyes darted to the ground, noticing Selena on the ground holding her wrist and wincing in pain. Did I seriously cause that?!
I immediately rushed to her and squatted down next to her," Hey, did I do this to you?"
" Yes, but it wasn't your fault, it was mine.", Selena said while rubbing her wrist.
" How is it your fault? I clearly kept at it with rage or something."
" I was having the same flashbacks as you were, Kayla. I must've got distracted and lost my grip on the bag, causing you to knock me down, onto my wrist.", Selena explained, still earning a questionable look from me.
" H-how'd you know I was having flashbacks?"
" Oh please Kayla, we've been best friends for nine years now, I think I would know what my best friend is thinking about by now.", Selena smirked.
I was about to say something when Brandon comes into sight and walks over to us," Hey girls, Percy wants to see you two for something important."
And, that leads to where we're at for Chapter Two!
I hope you guys enjoy the alternative chapter if you like!
*Review on if you like it, and which version you prefer!
*Chapter Two will be up sometime during this week!
Peace!~Yummy42
P.S-The title is changed due to the fact that, I thought the previous was kinda...I don't know, a little too plain?