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Death Angel

Chapter 1: Dangerously in love



As the night sky unveiled clusters of sparkling stars over the wide blue ocean, a disguised Red Dragon Syndicate member was walking down the old planks that lead to a private yacht which belonged to the Exectuve Director of the White Tiger Syndicate, Wen Lee. A nice sea breeze occupied the Martian atmosphere while the White Tiger clan celebrated their recent vistory in the Red Eye deal with bubbling champagne and a sophisticated banquet.

The disguised Red Dragon was wearing a long, sparkling black gown, which brought out the sophistication in the Dragon. The gown exposed the Dragon's back, but concealed the half where a coiled dragon was engraved on their skin, the emblem of the Red Dragon Syndicate. The Red Dragon member, a woman, wore her golden curls up in a bun and carried a small purse that matched her outfit. The night was cold, but weather didn't matter to her at this point. She, an honored woman of the illustrious Red Dragon Syndicate, was going to charm the heart of a young, handsome member of the White Tigers, who was her date to the celebration onboard the yacht. And with her charisma, the Red Dragons will triumph once more in the mafia underworld.

The beautiful woman was stopped as she attempted to board the yacht by a bulky White Tiger bodyguard.

"Excuse me Madam, what is your name?" the guard asked. The woman's crimson painted lips curved into a smile.

"My name is Juliet. I'm here for my Romeo," she said charmingly. The man smiled at her response, and was hypnotized by her beauty.

"And who may your Romeo be, Madam Juliet? I don't recall any man onboard who goes by that name," replied the bodyguard.

"His name is Wen Lee."

And with that, the guard automatically admitted her into the private boat.

As she made her way in, the bodyguard continued speaking, "I see, you must be Juliet, Sir Lee's new interest. He's in the bottom deck of this yacht, waiting for you." Juliet smiled in response.

Wen Lee was the Executive Director of the White Tigers. He was one of the most respected men in the crime syndicate. Though he possessed a lot of power, he was quite foolish using it and directed it mostly to nightclubs and women. He was a businessman by day, and a member of the Gentlemen's Club by night. He attracted women with his wealth and foolish honor. But for once, he was not surrounded by a bunch of stripper women fancily dressed. Tonight he was alone. Last week, he had fallen head over heels with a beautiful blonde woman he met at a bar who answered to the name 'Juliet'. Because of her, he made the decision to give up his Gentlemen's Club ways for the night. He was dangerously in love with her, though he wasn't aware of the danger.

'Juliet' met the stares of gazing White Tiger men and the glares of their jealous mates. She ignored them, wanting to get staright down to the bottom deck as fast as she can. As she took the narrow steps down, she reached into her purse and pulled out five small remote controlled detonators and deviously pinned them on the ground so nobody would notice them.

When she reached her destination, she saw a room and assumed Wen Lee was in it. There were two guards, occupying the doorway. Instead of waiting to be stopped, Juliet made her acquaintance.

"My name is Juliet, and I have come here to see my dearest Wen Lee," she said in the sweetest way as she could.

Unlike the guard before, thses guards did not give in to her charming ways. They were stern and held an aloof expression on their face. Finally once guard spoke.

"Since I wasn't notified of a 'Juliet' showing up, I'll leave that up to Sir Lee to decide himself," he said nonchalantly. Suddenly, the door swung opne, slamming one guard against the wall. Wen Lee was leering at the two guards. He was angry that they hadn't let Juliet in and had kept her waiting.

"You damn imbeciles! How dare you make a beautiful woman wait! Get your ugly asses out of here and return to the gutters you came from you worthless rats!" Wen Lee thundered. The guards immediately obeyed their master and hastily exited the deck, not taking notice of the detonators. Juliet congratulated herself in her mind. Now Wen Lee's eyes were in submission to the dazzling woman before him.

"You look lovely tonight, my sweet. Sorry about those fools," Wen Lee responded dreamily.

"It doesn't matter. You don't look bad yourself, handsome," Juliet replied. She hated the fact that she had to seduce him, but she couldn't argue against her bosses. Wen Lee kissed her hand and led her into his private office. Finally they had their privacy. Wen Lee snaked his arms around Juliet's body as he kissed her neck. Juliet could not take this seduction scheme any longer. She released herself from his grasp.

"Wen, I have bad news," she said, trying to repel him. but it was no use. Wen was building up on her again. She finally thrust Lee against the wall, which surprised him.

"Wen, baby, I'm sorry," Juliet lied, hugging him as he searched for comfort.

"Wen, I can't stay long. I have to visit somebody in the hospital."

"Can't that wait?" Wen asked impatiently. Juliet shook her head.

"Please, Wen, I must go. But I want to tell you one last thing," she added seductively. The White Tiger, more turned on, was aroused at her sudden change of emotion.

"What is it?" he said, enticingly. Juliet reached into her purse and pulled out a dagger. Its sharpness never caught Wen Lee's sight. She smiled enchantingly.

"I'm a Red Dragon, and the Van sends their regards," she wickedly stated as she slashed the weapon deep across his throat.

"You...bitch," he choked out, clutching his throat trying to stop the crimson blood oozing out. But it was too late. Those were his last words. Juliet laughed hysterically.

"What's the matter, tiger got your tongue?" she joked. She kicked him in the face, disfiguring it. She twisted his arm while she kicked him in the spine which caused a disturbing cracking noise. The mafiosa pinned him with the dagger holding him against the wall. He looked as if he were frozen, with a terrified look on his face. Juliet then went to his desk and opened a drawer. She was bedazzled as the box full of diamonds shined before her crystal blue eyes. Juliet opened her bag and greedily shoved the box filled with the sparkling gems in it. With that, she gently walked out of the room, innocently. She swiftly made her way to the top deck congratulating herself once more as she passed the detonators. Her heart was pounding. She was excited, she only had one more task to accomplish the mission: destroy the evidence that proved she was there.

When she thought she could finally escape the yacht, the same bodyguard that stopped her before questioned her. She didn't have time for this, so she just ran past through him.

"Hey! Where is Wen Lee! Get back here!" He shouted. His yelling raised the suspicion of the passengers in the yacht and some even reached for their guns and started shooting at Juliet. The experienced Red Dragon dodged all the bullets ran down the planks as fast as she could and came to a halt when she was convinced that she was on safe ground. She took out a remote control and pushed a button. The yacht suddenly ignited into a big explosion, erupting the atmosphere with titanic clouds of red, orange, and yellow. All of this happened in less than a second. The explosion tremored the planks as the fire spanned throughout the deep, dark sea. There was no trace of the yacht.

A black car with tinted windows stopped behind Juliet, and the door opened up for her. She was greeted with the sly grin of one of her comrades in crime, Jorel Matsumoto. Jorel was 3 years older than Juliet, and has worked with her for more than 4 years. They were good friends, and they both wanted to keep it that way.

"Congratulations, Juliet," Jorel said mockingly in his Red Dragon trenchcoat. 'Juliet' was not the name of the woman who seduced Wen Lee and blew up his yacht. Her real name was Julia, and she had no Romeo.

"Thanks. You got a handkerchief?" Julia asked.

"Sure , here. Why do you need it?"

"That ugly pimp kissed my neck," Julia said, irritatingly wiping her neck. Jorel laughed at her un-ladylike ways. Julia was tough-assed and dangerous. She hated the fact that men didn't see this and were more interested in sleeping with her.

The black car sped on, back to the Red Dragon Headquarters, where she would be praised by the Van for her murderous accomplishments.








A/N: I tried my best to make this chapter make sense, so I hope you all understood it. Sorry if it's so short. Please review, you would make me very happy if you do ^_^


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