Chapter Nine – Chantage

Hello everybody! I'm here again!

I apologize for the long wait…

Shayera was in a very short black dress, wearing black strap and high heel. Her red hair swayed as she walked through the worst area of town, full of criminals and program girls. She entered a decadent nightclub with a neon sign.

A little later, Wally and John appeared, decidedly following her friend. They exchanged glances between themselves, after examining the facade of the place where Shayera entered.

"Have we left Shayera wrong in the world of mirrors?" John speculated.

"I liked that Shayera." Wally smiled. "What? She was nice to me."

"She handcuffed us. And he pointed a gun at you."

"Except that." He looked at the sign again. "Shall we go in?"


A few hours before ...

Hawkgirl received an emergency call. She flew to the building, but there was nothing. The male figure appeared from the shadows.

"Hi, Hawkgirl." It was Marius Veil. "Or should I say, Shayera ..."

Shayera took off the mask, after all, if he knew her face, there was no reason to hide. She stared at Veil. Marius Veil was a big man, about forty years old, with long blond hair. He still wore Armani.

"Was all this necessary to get my attention?"

"Always the same Hawkgirl. I've been watching you since our last meeting, and definitely you're not hero. You're just a scared, blood-thirsty girl. I have better plans for your skills than playing games to save people ..."


John entered the club, followed by Wally. The place played bad music, and it was full of people. John looked around.

"If Mari saw me in such a place ..."

"Bad, I know."

"There she is."

Wally looked in the direction John had pointed out, only to see Shayera very easily at the side of a fat man, serving him some kind of drink. The redhead folded his arms in disgust with the scene. He was about to say something when John pulled him.

"Forget your personal motives, Wally. We have to find out what she plans."

The two friends went outside. Shortly after, they noticed Shayera coming out arm in arm with the man. He looked drunk, and Shayera led him into an alley. He laughed happily, waiting for the night to smile.

In the alley, Shayera, seeing that they were alone, pushed him to the ground. Then she took out a knife she hid in her socks. He stared at her in alarm.

"You're a disgusting, disgusting not for the right reasons, you will pay for his crimes. Any final wish, Meyer?"

Meyer laughed, sitting up a little.

"I imagine that you work for Marius Veil, although it was an interesting move to choose such a beautiful woman for me. I feel flattered, I ..."

Shayera mentally apologized with a superior force and threw the knife into Meyer's chest. Her lifeless eyes stared at her, so she just turned and left. But she stopped, when she noticed frightened John and Wally, her two good friends, staring at her in surprise. It took only a second to compose.

"Better call the police, John."

She passed them, avoiding them. John just picked up his cell phone, and resignedly called a car to the place.


Later, Shayera was back to the safety of her home. Although she did not want to, the images of her crime always returned to her. But as long as Veil had evidence against her, she would have to pretend to do her will. She knew, however, that this would not last long. Soon he would recover the evidence that Veil kept. I just needed one more day. And, preferably, without Wally or John on her way.

The routine of the night was the same as before for Shayera. This time, however, she was with Kisaragi, a Japanese businessman. At least it was cleaner than Meyer. She was about to end her service when two people held both her arms. Kisaragi fled scared, shouting something in Japanese.

Wally and John released her.

"Let's get out of the way, Shay ..."

Shayera glared at her two friends. Then she tapped their faces.

"Idiots!" She shouted. "You ruined my plan!"

Calm down, after a few minutes of walking in circles, she sat down on the curb, her face in her hands. She told them the truth.

"Did you intend to kill all of Veil's defects? His own killer?"

"No, Wally. I planned to kill Veil. But first, I had to find out where he kept the evidence against me."

The two friends looked at each other, questioning whether Shayera was telling the truth.

"And ..." Wally swallowed. "Found it?"

"Yes." She stood up. "And now, I'm going to kill him."


Marius was in his office in the largest building in town. He looked at the view of the city, when the reflection of Shayera was projected on the glass. Marius turned, his hands on his back.

"You're faster than I thought. Good girl. I have another dislike to take care ..."

"No." She said.

"And why not?" Marius looked genuinely surprised.

"At this moment, I have someone and he might have the photographs. You have nothing, Veil."

"But I still know about you. I will hunt down every person that is important in your life."

"I know. So I also know what I should do ..."

Marius slammed against the glass window, due to the force that Shayera pushed him. Shayera smiled, watching the glass crack under his weight.

"We know what's going on here, do not we?"

"If you kill me, it will be just like me."

"We are not the same. And we'll never be ...

John, Wally, and the group of police arrived just in time to see Marius's body hit the ground. They looked up, but there was nothing, or no one to justify his downfall.


"Did you really kill him?" Wally rushed into Shayera's apartment.

Shayera turned to face his red-haired friend.

"Do you really want to know? Truth can be difficult."

"I can handle the truth. Is that you? Can you handle the truth of your actions?"

Then he left. Shayera thought of following him and telling the truth, but perhaps it was better that way. Closing her eyes, she could still see the scene.


"That's why I'm not going to kill you." Shayera said and reached out to pick him up. "I refuse to get my hands dirty with blood."

"You do not have to. I do it for you."

The glass cracked under him. Marius tumbled back, ignoring Shayera's efforts to help him. She saw him fall, and the fall seemed to be in slow motion. Shayera heard the sirens, and the police cars. She also saw John, and Wally. From above, she saw Marius's fallen body.

Without looking back she turned and went her way. Now she carried another death on her back. One more, however, would not make a big difference. She knew her destiny.

that's it!

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