Authors Note: Thanks for the reviews guys! I really apreciate them! Sorry I haven't updated i a while, writers block is a curse, honestly. I've finished school for the summer so i can probably finish the story pretty soon.
6 months later
Electra looked up from her champagne. This sucked. She had been waiting for the right opening to shoot her target. Today it was some Mexican drug lord. Being forty storeys up in a New York Penthouse meant that her margin for error was narrow. There was always too many witnesses. Damn it. She had lost him again. Her eyes scanned the packed room; it was full of people in tuxedos, but she picked him out before too long. He was surrounded by the same harem of women that he had picked up over the course of the night.
The knife strapped to her leg dug into her flesh, a constant reminder of what she had to do. Time was running out, he looked like he was leaving.
"Here goes nothing" She reached for the knife, hiding it behind her arm. Pushing through the crowds, she closed her hand around the dark fabric of his suit, pulling him into the elevator. Stabbing the blade into the ground floor button, Electra turned to face the terrified man.
"I know why you're here"
"No shit..." She said scornfully
He swallowed nervously "You'll never get away with this..." He gabbled
She crossed the elevator and plunged the knife into his chest, bringing her lips closer to his ear she whispered "I already did"
Dark blood stained his shirt as the doors opened and the assasin strode from the apartment block.
There were no sirens in the distance, yet. She threw her hair behind her and wiped the blood on her hands on the tight leather skirt she was wearing.
She turned sharply into an alley and found her car waiting for her. She had already crashed this Lotus Elise three time so it was looking slightly worse for wear. She jumped into the drivers seat and started the car. The engine roared as she accelerated out of the alley at twice the spped limit.
Her hotel was a few blocks away from the apartment she had just been in so it took her less than five minutes to reach the door to her room. Victor was away in Canada on another assasin mission. He wouldn't be back for another few days.
Throwing herself on the bed, Electra stared at the ceiling. This was gonna be boring. She unscheathed her knife and twirled it between her fingers. There was a knock at the door and she looked up hopefully, but it wasn't Victors scent. Her senses were worse than most ferals but she knew her mate's scent. She threw the knife at the door in frustration and went to open the door. Before the door was fully open she pulled the knife from the pale wood, just in case.
There were three men at the door, the two youngest were armed with rifles and flanked the other like bodyguards.
"My name is Colonel Stryker" Sais the oldest man "Are you Electra Nikolai by any chance?"
Probably cops, she thought "And what if i am?"
"You're going to come with me, like it or not, mutant"
"How about no?"
The other two men stepped forwards, loading their guns. Thinking quickly, Electra slammed the door in their faces and ran into the en-suite bathroom, locking the door behind her. Victor had mentione Stryker before, he did experiments on mutants, he was trouble. She didnt have much time and her phone was back in the bedroom. Sh had to leave a message for Victor. She brought the knife to her finger and made a deep cut into the flesh. Writing her message quickly before the wound closed, Electra hoped that Victor would come back from Canada soon enough to help her.
Just as she finished, the door flew across the room and landed an splinters at her feet. She turned around to face the armed men, her arms held above her head in surrender. One of them clamped handcuffs around her wrists and the other grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her towards the door. Stryker waited in the corridor, but looked up and smiled as he saw her being dragged from the room. He shut the door behind her and turned the key in the lock.
Electra looked up at him and spat in his face "You bastard, You'll pay for this"
