Author's Note: Hope you all enjoyed the last chapter. This chapter is a continuation of the previous one. I didn't want to make the chapters too long so I broke one chapter into two. Hope you enjoy this one.

Chapter 42: Prelude to a Massacre part 2

Everyone had one hour to make last preparations and time with those they cared about for the upcoming bloodbath. This was like no ordinary mission. Usually, they seem to always have a chance of survival. This time, many knew survival wasn't on the menu.

Roberta, Garcia, Fabiola, Dutch and Benny….

Roberta was in the main part of the ship along with Fabiola, Dutch, who was in the driver's seat and Benny who was on his computer hearing everything being said. The maid kneeled in front of the boy as she placed her hands on his shoulders, respectively. Garcia thought about when he was Roanupar trying to bring her back home. This was different for him...and her. She was aware and he wasn't the same boy from about a few years ago. Fabiola grew closer and closer to the two. Surprising to her, it was an unexpected occurrence to actually fall for the one she was supposed to look after. Happiness entered her body when it came to the two.

Both of them smiled as they never took their eyes off one another. Roberta said Young Master as he said her name. She spoke, "Young Master, I didn't know what would happen when you entered my life but I made a promise to protect you. Whatever happens, I want you to take care of yourself." Her attention turned to the young maid. She took one of her arms and placed one of them onto Fabiola's shoulders, "Fabiola, I know it was strange when I brought you in. I couldn't have thought to take in anyone else but you. You didn't complain and improved over the months in skill and attitude. You and the Young Master are now one. Take care of each other and thank you." All three of them ended in an embrace which lasted about five minutes of silence. A river fell from Fabiola's eyes as she was speechless at first but mustered enough strength from her lips to speak, "Roberta, thank you for taking me in. Come back alive."

She didn't respond yet and was about to but Garcia, who couldn't stop embracing Roberta, wiped a few tears from his eyes, "Roberta, don't you lose. You're the best fighter I've ever seen. You can do anything. Ever since you entered my life, you've never disappointed me. Even a few years ago, I still had faith in you. No matter what, you will always be family." What seemed as eternity, Garcia finally released the hold on Roberta. She stood up and walked away from the two closest to her.

She knocked on the side and walked into where Benny was, on his computer when he noticed she was standing at the entrance of his room. A smile was on her face as he stopped what he was doing. Benny caught her smiling disease as replied with one, "I heard what you all said. Kinda ironic that a few years ago you were killing us then a few years later you slept with two members of our crew." She teased him, "So you're next then. Your girlfriend won't like that. Laughter came from the two as she looked back at him, " Hope to meet her someday…..your girlfriend." He nodded, "Jane. Her name is Jane." She smiled hearing her name. "Thank you for everything." Benny scratched and shook his head, "Me? Nah. I don't have guns but I appreciate your thanks." All of a sudden, she embraced him as he returned one of his own. He sighed, looking down and playing with his glasses, "You may not come back you know? Long ago, I said you had a ten percent chance of surviving. Now it seems like five percent." She understood the slim chances of survival but as long as she killed the Goliaths and Phantoms, that would be good with her. They slowly let go of each other as she walked away but before she left, not turning around, she spoke, "Take care of them for me."

Finally, she approached Dutch as he chuckled at her being in his presence, "Still not used to you being here." She nodded, "I apologize for that. Thank you for taking care of Young Master a few years ago." Dutch remembered that day, being chased by her by car and with her running then shooting while on top of the car they were driving. He ended up laughing, "Yeah. Glad we're not trying to kill each other anymore but I gotta admit, it was fun seeing you beat up Revy. Don't let her know I told you that." A whisper of laughter came from the two of them. "Come back alive." Roberta didn't say anything instantly. She waited then nodded, "I can't promise that but if I don't, take care of those two. Babysitting the Young Master isn't easy but he's matured. Dutch nodded, "Yeah. Years ago, the kid almost got killed by Revy, throwing tantrums, but now it's night and day. I think Rock had an effect on him." Roberta thought about her time with the Japanese, white collared man. His words were something. Every Time he spoke, excitement entered her body. She could never forget him but something changed. Something only she knew. It was time for her to depart. She handed out another surprising embrace to the Veteran as she began to exit the ship, stretching her arms a few times. As she left, Dutch mouthed a few words to her. After her departure, Benny approached Dutch, "There goes one of the most dangerous women in the world." Benny nodded, "Rock couldn't handle her. The question is who can."

Victoria and Andre….

Victoria was in a room gathering her two 92 Wolf machine guns, who was wearing her two piece black nylon bikini. Laying on the bed was Andre wearing navy blue trunks and a forest green tank top. The busted woman walked over to her man as he looked away which raised her curiosity and increased her upset meter as she crossed her arms, "What's wrong? If you don't like me, you should tell me. He quickly responded hearing a little rage in her voice. His attention was only to her as she waited for his explanation, "No. You're sexy. I think about you all night. It's I lied. My name isn't Andre. It's Quinndrell Jordan. I didn't know if you were good so I made a name up." She looked at him for a good thirty seconds as she sighed in disappointment, "You didn't need to lie to me. I told you plenty of secrets." He nodded as he got up, "I know. I know. You were part of a group who are killers. I was scared." At first, she had the impression of being pissed but then she pushed him on the bed and crawled on top of him, pressing her lips on him for about a minute then removed her lips and herself from the dominant position. He finally breathed for air but she pushed him down again as she displayed that innocent grin, "Hi, I'm Victoria." That was his cue to reply as he stammered, "And…..And I'm Quindrell. "Nice to meet you Quinn. Hopefully that's your real name."

After the reintroductions, she dressed herself in tight black jeans, a black tank top, studded black leather fingerless gloves, small heel black leather biker boots, cherry lipstick with her long, wild honey colored hair swaying. Quinn was frozen with awe as he couldn't take his eyes off her as a huge grin appeared as instantly Quinn embraced and smashed his lips onto hers, sliding his tongue in her mouth. He started to caress her chest but then all of a sudden, a flash blinded him, pushing him to the floor, as Victoria smiled. She helped him up, "Now you know why I'm called Flasher . He ended up laughing stupidly. She grabbed her guns as she headed for the door. Quinn stopped her as he gave her a goofy grin, "Good luck out there. There's so much I want to tell you." She grinned back as she puckered her lips to him. She left as he laid back in the bed, gazing at the ceiling thinking about his girlfriend.

Shen-hua and Lotton….

The Taiwanese assassin, who was wearing her signature Rose Chinese cheongsam along with a white jacket, and two long, red, tassel-like earrings on both ears, was sharpening her knives, both Feidao and Kukri. She finally finished as a determined smile was on her face as she saw Lotton who was mumbling something to herself as she approached in front of the man, "What you doing? I thought I told you no poems. Guys won't care. They kill you. Use guns." Lotton, who was in his usual black trench coat and shaded glasses while holding two Mauser C96s, gazed at the Asian woman, as he was surprised he actually survived this far, "This time, things will be different. I won't allow them to live however…" Shen-hua looked at him suspiciously, knowing what he was about to say. He continued, "...It would be nice to make an entrance before killing them. What do you think? Would a rooftop suffice, under the sewers, or maybe walking through fire." She hit him on the back of his head, disappointed that he was interested more about making a grand entrance, "You dumb. They kill you before you shout. You no die yet or I kill you myself. You special man but you my special man." She kissed his cheek as they began walking down the alley.

Ivan and Balalaika

The lovely, Russian couple were finally prepared as Ivan had plenty of flash and smoke grenades, MP7 machine guns, two AMT Hardballers, two Bersa Thunder 9, and a Benelli M4 via a closed gunshop. Balalaika was impressed with the amount of weapons he had. She had two Tokarev pistols. The couple had one final smoke before the battle. Seeing her with a weapon in hand excited him. Without hesitation, he pressed his lips onto hers. She couldn't believe it. The sensation from him. It was different. It was wild. It was spontaneous. He stuck his tongue into her mouth and began dancing with her tongue. She stopped the dance, not because he sucked but because she wanted to be focused on the battle ahead.

She smiled at him, "I must say that it's always good when you do that. Hopefully, we can do more of that later. You better not allow these third rate fighters to kill you. It will be very humiliating to me and Hotel Moscow. Hopefully I made myself clear." Ivan delivered one more kiss on her lips, causing her to flush, "You forget who I am: Ivan Viktor Petro Landonovich The Second. Troublemaker and member of the S2 Unit. " Hearing that made the leader of Hotel Moscow chuckle, "Just do your best not to be moronic." She approached very close to him and grabbed his cheeks as she leaned closer and pressed her lips onto his. She was his instant coffee as he was fully awake. She released her hold on his lips as she wiped her lipstick off his lip. Her Russian accent emerged but she wasn't pissed, "And I'm Sofiya Pavlovna. Leader of Hotel Moscow. I won't allow failure. I love you."

Revy and Rock…

The couple were getting dressed after a cold shower together. It was impossible for their attention to vanish. The clock was ticking for them as Revy placed her head onto Rock's chest. He was warm. He caressed her hair then his hands migrated to her smooth legs which resulted in a few moans from her. Her hands traveled to his pants but she kept it on his pants. She continued massaging the area until a bulge was there. They both eyed each other as he returned to massaging her globes. She grabbed his hand as they both traveled around her chest. He could feel her breath on him and the same for her. He kissed the side of her neck many times. She rotated her neck as they both crashed lips. His hands traveled down to her short shorts as he began massaging circles, resulting in more moans from the gunslinger. They began to sweat a little. He raised her tank top as he washed with her globes via his tongue; he saw her smile, that rare smile that she wasn't present around many. He was glad that he was one of the special ones to witness such a sight.

They kissed one more time before they broke off which was harder as both were magnetized. He ended with one more kiss to her belly button. He didn't want to leave the vacation that was her body but unfortunately, he knew it was time to leave. He got off as she kept pecking his lips a few more times and then she stood up, gathering her weapons. Rock continued to gaze at the woman for a few moments as he looked towards the wall, "Never did I apprehend that I would have these moments with you, Revy. The place I was in had too much pollution: Shit infested but then you, you, the woman who breathed new fresh air. We argued so many times in the beginning and whether you had the notion of killing me, something was different. I experienced new hobbies, encountered people, good and bad, migrated to many places where I saw all amazing sights, been near life and death, most being my fault, but most of all, meeting you has been the best moment of my life." He stood up but didn't approach her yet, "That time I left. I realized I was the foolish one. I should've stayed and just drank rum all night with you. Probably would've been better at that time. I also tried to draw myself to your side, the dark side of Roanapur but that wasn't impressive to you. Without you, I wouldn't be alive. I'm not alone anymore. I'll always be your bullet."

She inhaled everything he said. She knew he was good with words no matter the situation. This was different. She stood against the wall with her arms crossed, her eyes locked on Rock.

She nodded, "You probably don't know this but I'm kinda fucked up. Didn't have the best life. When I came to Roanapur, at first, I felt great. I was trained by such a great mentor, met a woman who I called sis, got a couple of guns, hung out in a bar, and also got a job out of it. I still felt like shit. Thought something was missing but actually someone was. When I first saw you, it was laughable. You looked like fucking shit. I wanted to use one of my babies and fuck your brains out. Thought you were one of those asshole supervisors working in a cubicle while fucking someone's wife in the office. Then every mission we accepted, slowly, I wanted you a part of us and then came that time when you stood up to me. I was so fucking crazy at that time. I thought I was gonna kill you. Glad you didn't die. We've been through life and death. Like when I fought Jumbo, if you hadn't said anything, I would have a sword through my throat. Then I saw you as that guy who changed; being in Roanapur changed you plenty. I've already been around those guys already. Didn't need anymore in my life and that mini maid put me in a bad mood that I was about to kick anyone's ass. I chose yours. I found you again. It's a miracle. That fucking maid…..Roberta. I don't know why but I'm glad she did what did."

Rock grabbed a couple of glasses with ice, poured some apple Bourbon, and handed her a glass as they both glanced at each other as they simultaneously drank their glasses and they both tied. Their eyes were saying one more time and this time, Rock was declared the winner. Their eyes were inviting as they smashed lips once more and they embraced for about five minutes. Not a word was said, just memories between the two. They released the embrace as Rock looked at the woman and nodded to her, "Knock them dead." Before she departed from the room, She aimed her finger at Rock, "No matter, I'm the only gun you'll hold. BANG!"

She left the room and slowly closed the door as she saw someone ahead of the hallway. Revy looked at the woman, as the blonde approached her closer. They stood face to face. The nun laughed, "Finally, luck has come to and you finally have found a man. It's no secret how I wanted Romeo but I knew Rock would eventually enter your cartridge."

Revy, with her arms crossed, shook her head at the nun, "Come on Eda. You know you wanted my fucking ass dead just so you could have Rock." Eda raised her eyebrow at the plum haired woman, "You fucking dumbass. Why would I want your ass dead? Have you forgotten that I was over that island along with Rock? If I wanted to, I could've had him fuck my brains out but you know why I didn't? Cause I thought about your fucking ass." Revy laughed at the woman, "Finally got a rise out of you. I knew if I questioned your fucking ass about Rock, you'll get pissed." Eda shook her head, admitting defeat, "Fucking touche' Two Hands. Anyway, you better get going. Oh yeah, you better come back alive. It'll suck seeing you killed by these weak fucking criminals."

Revy was about to walk away and nod but although there were many times and there were many times she wanted to either break her jaw or sometimes shoot her but she couldn't forget the times the nun got her out of tough situations and to the nuns' astonishment, the gunslinger embraced the nun in a bear hug. The nun looked around and returned a hug of her own. They let go as Revy prepared to walk away as she whispered to her, resulting in laughter from Eda, "if you ever tell anyone what happened, I'll drown your fucking baptized ass in holy water."

Meanwhile 8:55am…

A houseboat was coming closer and closer to the island as a long haired blonde woman in a yellow, latex jumpsuit removed her black sunglasses, revealing bright cerulean eyes, as she clenched her fist and a smirk that stayed with her and spoke with a calm demeanor, "So they wanted to ruin my plans? They want extermination, anguish, torment, calamity, bloodshed, carnage, and extinction? Very well. We the Phantoms and Goliaths shall grant such an agony for all who are associated." A malevolent laugh grew and grew as plentiful combinations of Water Motors, Bridge , Trawler, Cabin Cruiser, PWCs, Deck, and Game boats came into view as they all drew closer to shore.

Author's Note: I think that was an amazing way of ending the chapter. Hope you all enjoyed that one. I might've gone overboard with the hugging but knowing that the upcoming battle could really mean life or death, I thought why not. So I revealed another member of the Phantoms and she's a good one. Next chapter, we got some action. There will be guns, blood, profanity, insults. It's gonna be wild; plenty to digest. Honestly, I've been waiting to write these chapters. So many more secrets will be revealed soon. Thanks for the support and I'll see you all next chapter.