Disclaimer- I don't own TDI *singing cry me a river with Izzy*

Me- Yay! 1st day of sequel! Awsomenesssssss oh yay to answer your question, yes Duncan is still in the story.

Lindsay- *throws gun to me and charges her's* Get on your game, the war will begin.

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The brown skin woman leveled her gun out the window she was in the building across the street, her Rifle was pointed at Duncan. "Time to end this game." pull the trigger. Right at that time a hand pulled her hand back, making her miss her target. She pulled her arm back from her intruder and slid her foot backwards thrusting it towards the unfortunate surprise. Then Courtney extended her slender arm pointing the rifle at the limp body next to the wall. Her eyes leveled at the blonde wiping her bloodied mouth with her backhand "Not bad….You know if we don't get out of here the cops will be on our ass." Lindsay got up and stretched out her body. She was in a white trench coat opened showing her pink bra complimenting her leather black skinny jeans. Her hair was wrapped into a perfect bun, caressing her black tinted shades. Courtney on the other hand from being in the rain last night was screwed. Her mascara had watered her face which pressed her drenched stringy hair paste onto face. Her once golden brown eyes were pitch black like a predator watching its prey. The black shirt over her white shirt was ripped open along with the white one reviling her black lace bra. She bent down with her legs open, her feet still on the ground, and propped her elbows on her knees after she put a cigarette in her mouth and lit. Her green pants had ripped holes everywhere.

The woman with the golden hairs opened the door as they heard sirens pulling up to there building. "Are you coming?" she asked coolly. Courtney got up with ease and swayed towards Lindsay. As she walked out she released a puff of smoke to circle the fair skinned maiden. As small smile cracked on the woman's face they went out the back emergency exit. There van was out back as they got in and the cops were not aware they drove off. "What do we do with the Duncan guy?" Courtney asked as she sat next to her boss. "Simple, we get him back, kill the police quarters all over the world, and demand money." "How exactly are we going to kill all of them? That's impossible." The blonde used her two fingers and flipped the cigarette with grace from Courtney's mouth to her own. She blew a puff of smoke into the assassin's face. "Any thing is possible, when you pissed."

All of the murders turned to watch the psychopath play with her rats, and strap a device to the rats. The baldy blurted "Does anyone want to tell me why we have rats in here?" She pointed her boney finger at the toothed rodents. "We need to knock out Duncan, get rid of the cops investigating and not be caught at the same time, Izzy is sending her rats into the hotel and strapped to them are little mine bombs, Not enough force to kill someone or destroy someone, but it will tear off a limp and leave you unconscious, but she has to what until I give her the okay." All the girls including the driver dropped there jaws in disgust, except Izzy of course. She was swaying her head back and forth, listening to her I-Pod singing "Boom Boom Pow, gotta get dat, Boom Boom Pow!" as they parked behind the hotel. When she unleashed her mice they went immediately went into the hotel, And began to blow. Izzy pulled out her big-ass pighead again and her two M16 machine gun. Now she had a pighead, a black trench coat a tuxedo (Yes, a tuxedo.) with shiny black shoes and her two M16. The pighead had a evilly happy expression on it's face with a fat cigar sticking out its mouth with one of those old mafia hats.

She strutted in and say people spreaded all inside the hotel and crying, screaming, grieving. At that point her I-Pod was on and she began to shoot the people that were conscious. She had found a button that put the building on complete lock down not allowing any outside/inside access. She turned on a gadget Heather gave her that kills all phones computers, ect. So There was no communication. She moon walked to a crying couple, and noticed a man looking at an other woman, of course his girlfriend didn't see. "Wow, you would do that even when a guns pointed to your head?! Hey your mans looking at a other woman." she pointed towards the frightened slut. The woman was confused between the tuxedo pig, and her boyfriend of fear and hate. "H-How could you?" she asked more frightened. The pig put it's black gloved hand on it's head "What are you?! A weak little doll?! You have to let out your emotions.

The woman nodded and whipped her hand across his face. "How could you?! Of all people!" The woman stuck her finger at the man in fury, and Izzy did the same thing and started singing, which confused the heck out of them. Then she turned to the woman and a sang (They didn't see the I-pod) Pull up your pants just like him. She pointed Take out the trash just like him. She rained her fingers on her face to make it seem like she was crying. And you cash like him, Fast like him, Girl you want to act like you did. I'm talkin bout… She walked towards the center of the hotel and popped her chest and began yo break-dance. Security codes on everything, Vibrates see his phone don't ever ring.

Then she pointed towards the woman Another join account, and an other one he don't know about. Then she was talking to all the women. Which we could switch up the road, and I could be that. Tell you I love you but when you call, I never get back. Would you ask them questions like me, like were you be at? Cause I'm out 4 in the morning, On the car an rollin, doin my own thing. She moon walked sideways slowly towards them. What if I, Had a thing on the side, Made you cry, Would the rules change up or would they still apply, If I made you like a toy, Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy.

The slut stood up and said Go head get him back what, can your man not handle that? She joined the pig in the center of the room herself. Go ahead and be, Just like him, Go run the street, Just like him…. the song continued as all the conscious woman started a riot against the conscious men. The men began to sin Cry Me a River.

Meanwhile Izzy got her que "Alright Izzy there help has arrived, leave the tape recording at the check in desk, and go get Duncan." "Roger that, Goldie locks, Reader rabbit out." The redhead slipped out into the hallway avoiding the two sided sexist battle of throwing anything possible to throw at each other. She made her way upstairs pushing away the limp bodies from keeping her from her destination. When she arrived at her destination she saw the businessman sprawled out on the ground knocked out. She let a smile wipe across her face showing her menacing teeth that can't be seen by the outside world. "Heh, heh, heh."

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"Special delivery!" She dropped the body into the van and took off her pighead and they drove off. As they drove off the blonde made her comment "So if the don't reply to it our first target would be Bangkok, Gwen and Courtney would doing most of the work, Courtney and Izzy will be taking turns babysitting" she nodded her head towards the unconscious handsome. "Why do I have to watch him?" the dark skinned woman spat. "We don't want our bait getting away." Lindsay said playing with the mans hair. "It's just a simple game of cat and mouse. But I don't have to worry, I know you're a snake." she looked at the dark skinned woman who hissed as a mocking stance. Then the woman continued her conversation pretending she didn't see the gesture. "Anyways, Trent will be the only one I will be making deals and exchanges with." The fair maiden couldn't help but crack the smile that has been passed down to the women of the family.

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Trent looked over the video over and over again, the blonde on the tape made her statement very clear Money, isn't that the want of the world? Power, isn't that the lust of men? Envy, A woman's uttermost desire. The woman's voice sneered If you ever want your friend back, I suggest you start at the front of the list, and find a way to get my money, Oh and…..Don't play with me Trent, must I remind you of your fiancée? poor girl never saw her wedding day……" Then screen went off as Trent clutched his hands.

He slightly whispered the one grieving name that drove the rest of his life "Gwen."

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Me- HAHAHA TWIIIISSSSTEEEED! He doesn't know his fiancée is alive, And he DEFINATLY doesn't know she's a hired assassin. And I will be explain, how all this ties in in the NEXT CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHOOOOHOOOOO

Izzy- *singing candy shop by 50 cent*

Lindsay- *stares at Izzy, dagger in her hand sticking strait up and her hand gripping HARD*

Inner Me- *Locks self in a dark closet with one single candle light, giggling a menacing crazy laugh. Shaking and rocking back and forth, teeth showing and lets the reflection of the candle on my bulging eyes scratching the words into the floor, review, Review, REView, REVIEW!!!!!!! HAHAHAHA REVIEW!!! HA HE HO HA HE HO HO-*

Me- *calm empty look* so always please review to tell me what you think, thank you J

Izzy- *jaw dropped wide open*

Me- What?…………