A.N: Sorry about the last chapter being so boring people! I was just having
a writer's block and I wrote that chapter just to buy myself more time. I
hope this next chapter will not disappoint you as much cuz I really worked
hard on it. Hope you enjoy reading it! And don't forget to REVIEW ME!
"So where to next?" asked an excited Lita as she took a big gulp of her strawberry shake. I smiled at the sight of her enthusiasm. After all, this is still a whole new side of Lita that I had yet to explore. Before we became friends, she was always so serious and distant. This will definitely take some getting use to.
"I don't know. How about you Usagi?" asked Ami, not taking her attention off the new astronomy book that she bought. She is such a bookworm!
I gave a shrug of my shoulders. It is only the first weekend of our Easter Holiday, and already we have gone through every store in the mall. I really liked hanging out with Lita and Ami, but it was way different than hanging out with Rei and Mina.
With Rei and Mina it always turned out be wild and crazy and we practically begged for trouble. With them I would do lots of crazy things and even dress differently. Every guy passing by would gawk at us since we were drop dead gorgeous! If fact, I think with them I acted more like Serena La Morte than Usagi Tsukino, which is why no one from school recognized me. Some popular guys from school even attempted to ask me out several times, which led me to declining them repeatedly. Being the popular guys, they had a large ego and did not take my refusal too well. But then I had to lie with the help of Mina and Rei that we all already had boyfriends, which did not surprise them that much. But little did they know that I was actually the school outcast that they all loved to tease.
Hanging out with Lita and Ami, I acted completely different. I fully acted like the geeky Usagi Tsukino instead of Serena La Morte. We would be very quiet while shopping and are always trying to avoid trouble. We would occasionally bump into people from school, but they would not treat me like they did when I was with Rei and Mina, they would treat me just the opposite. With Mina and Rei, they saw me as the dangerously beautiful blonde that was way out of their lead. With Lita and Ami, they saw me as the small nerdy brunette who was a total outcast. Either way, I did not care much. All I wanted to do was be with my friends. If we did get picked on, we always had Lita, the school bully, to defend us. But that did not happen too often as everybody knew not to mess with Lita!
"Come on guys, think of somewhere!" pleaded Lita while taking a bite out of her hamburger.
"I really don't know" replied Ami, answering for the both of us.
"Come on guys, do you really wanna be cooked up in this restaurant all day?" asked Lita with annoyance.
"It will seem like an excellent opportunity to finish my book" answered Ami as she flipped another page of her astronomy book.
"Ami! This is a restaurant, not a library. Besides, the book won't go anywhere if you put it down while the stores will be closing soon. So just put that stupid book down!" yelled Lita with annoyance, drawing attention from other customers.
"It's not stupid and your making a scene!" yelled back Ami more quietly. I chuckled at the sight of them fighting. It was certainly amusing!
"Guys, calm down!" I finally interrupted the fight from going any further, not that I expected it to get too ugly with the quiet Ami involved. "Lita stop yelling and Ami put down your book!" They both obeyed my demand and looked at each other with flushed cheeks.
"Well, I guess I did get carried too much away with this new book. Sorry" apologized Ami as she putt the hard cover book into her bag.
"I'm sorry too" replied Lita uncertainly. She was not use to apologizing.
"Good!" I beamed cheerfully "Now that you two made up, how about we go—" I was interrupted by what I recognized to be a gunshot. People around me began to scream in panic and shield their arms over their heads.
"Nobody move! This is a hold up!" yelled a frightening deep voice. That certainly shut everyone up and the room became dead silent. I curiously looked at the armed intruder. He seemed to be a dangerous man in his mid 40s. Behind him were about nine others, who were also holding guns and pointing it to the general crowd. I could sense Ami and beside me stiffen and Lita groping for something hard on the table. This could turn out very bad!
"Much better!" the intruder continued as he made his way to the front desk. The cashier immediately began to panic and tried to open the cash box. However, the intruder stopped him with a single shot that missed his hand by an inch. I could tell that this mysterious intruder was certainly good with targeting, knowing that he missed on purpose just to scare the poor man.
"Folks, this is not a regular hold up! We do not want money, we simply want your full cooperation! Anyone who dares to try something will be killed immediately!" threatened the intruder with a smirk "after all, we are La Mortes, one of the top Mafia gangs in the world." Then it hit me. These people were from my own gang! No wonder they just bulged in here without any kind of mask to cover their face. They were probably already wanted criminals. I took a closer look at their leader, and then it hit me again! He was Lance Jordan!
Lance Jordan was one of the most trouble making members in my gang. I swear, his hobby is killing people! If it weren't for his skills, he would be long dead by now. Heck, if the FBI didn't get to him first, we, his own gang, would have killed him! Jordan has gotten into some serious trouble with the FBI. He was proclaimed an out of control serial killer by the whole US nation. And the fact that he is a member of the La Morte gang did not help our reputation too much, not that I cared. But what does piss me off about him is that he would constantly rob a store or put up a hold up without even contacting the base for permission first, violating my law. As a La Morte member, contacting base to get permission from a commander to take any illegal action that involved death was a must. As the La Morte leader, I pride myself in not letting my members run around wild and uncontrollable. I like to have an idea as to what my members are doing. It is my responsibility as leader. Any major criminal activity, such as robbing a national bank, would be declined if it did not benefit the whole La Morte organization. Even if we did approve of it, I would still want one of my inner circle members to be in on the action. Perhaps it is this kind of caution that has kept the La Mortes at the top. Well, Jordan has certainly gotten himself into quite a mess now. He had an unauthorized hold up and the fact that he has the La Morte leader as hostage did not help the matter at all. This blow would finally end his membership in my organization. If he lays one single finger on Ami or Lita, I would kill him personally and present his head to the FBI in a silver platter! And I would enjoy doing this also.
"Ah, boss? We kind of have a situation here?" proclaimed one of the men standing behind him. So he has his own little lackeys now. This will turn out to be interesting.
"What kind of situation Roger?" Jordan asked grimly with a cold stare that sent this little lackey into total fright.
"Well…We kind of have police cars arriving outside, someone one must have pulled the silent alarm" spoke the lackey nervously. Jordan immediately turned to the cashier in the front, who was now standing with the horror- stricken restaurant manager.
"Did you do it?" he asked in a dangerous voice. This sent the cashier into a nervous breakdown.
"Well, um, si-sir, I-I don-nt th-think---" the terrified man was interrupted by the now calm manager.
"Whatever it is sir, I am sure that we can settle this in an orderly fashion" spoke the woman in her mid 40s. She looked to be the type that took her job seriously and handled situations well during times of crisis. "Now, sir, if it is money you want, we are more than willing to give it to you. All of it." Jordan gave a sly crooked smile.
"Yes, in fact there is something that I want" replied Jordan as the manager looked at him questionably "you dead!" He said this as he quickly lifted his gun and shot her square in the forehead, not even giving her time to react.
The woman gave a yelp as her only response before the bullet pierced straight through her skull, sending her attempted scream into a gurgle as blood began entering her mouth and cutting off her voice. She fell backwards behind the counter with a heavy thud. She was dead before she hit the ground.
All people in the room began to scream at the top of their lungs immediately. The cashier from behind the counter even fainted at the sight of the dead corpse. The shrieks of terror could send you deaf for weeks! But they were immediately silenced when Jordan began to shoot at the roof with his large arm sized army gun. This sent piles of cement crashing down on the floor, causing the little children in the room to even scream further. But no one else dared to make a sound.
"I said, SHUT UP!" yelled Jordan as he shot three crying children with his army gun in great agility.
The room was dead silent now. Even the mothers of the dead young infants held in their cries of pain. Everybody else was frightened to death at this murder that had just killed three innocent children at the blink of an eye. This was definitely earning Jordan cooperation.
"Much better!" Jordan boomed with his loud voice, sending people shivering with fright.
"Tyler, John, go check out how many police cars are outside!" he commanded to two of his followers "and make sure you fucking morons don't get caught!"
"Yes boss" was there instant reply as they rushed to the window and peeked out.
"There are about six on the scene right now and more are coming" reported one of his instructed lackeys.
"Good! Let them come! Let them all come! The police, the reporters, the special peace negotiators. Let them all come!" chanted Jordan hysterically "Let the fucking FBI and CIA come! I want this hold up to be the top news around the world! This ought to grab the attention of Serena La Morte! That bitch! How can she let her little lieutenants kick me out?!!! Doesn't she know how much I have done for this gang?!!!"
Then I suddenly realized why he was even holding up this whole sherade. He wanted my attention. He was obviously kicked out of my gang by Rei or Mina and he wants desperate revenge. Hell, I think that he is even lucky that we let him out without killing him! But he doesn't seem to think so. He thinks that grabbing my attention by performing this whole hold up will earn him my favor and a spot in my inner circle. Well, think again buddy!
This restaurant might not be the largest in Tokyo, but it is currently containing at least 40 customers. This hold up will definitely reach national news, but if he thinks that I am in any way impressed by this, he has got another thing coming! Especially when I myself am one of his hostages! But of course, he can't know that.
I am sure that Mina and Rei will soon be aware of the situation that this maniac is causing currently. I have no doubt that they will do everything in their power to stop this, even if they have to side with the authorities. But I highly doubt that.
When a La Morte member, well ex-member, acts so uncontrollable, it is a disgrace to the whole gang! Yes, I am definitely sure that Mina and Rei are going to do something about this. I am sure that I myself would not have to get involved in this whole pathetic sherade. What I am trying to do now is bind time and hope that this crazy lunatic does not do anything else remarkably stupid.
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Seiya passed by the security guards without even a nod of acknowledgment. This was definitely not the time for happy greetings. An insane uncontrollable La Morte member was loose in Tokyo and currently holding 47 people hostage. In fact, two adults along with three children have already been killed. He only had 17 hours to get on a jet and fly from Washington all the way to Tokyo. After all, the La Mortes were his responsibility to handle, despite the fact that he was now in alliance with the CIA. Actually, Seiya did not doubt that Conor is currently sending his men to Tokyo too, or maybe even flying there himself. He did say that he wanted more first hand experience with the La Mortes.
However, Seiya highly doubted that the La Morte organization itself was in any way involved in this. They were just not so stupid as to declare a pointless hold up with 47 people hostage in the middle of a day at the center of Tokyo city. It was just not done! Seiya made a guess that this was just some lone member who got too greedy to wait for his share in the gang and decided to come out and earn something by himself.
'Well, looks like this moron wont be returning back to his nest' thought Seiya with a grin. He had no doubt that the La Mortes themselves are trying to control this current situation with this out of control member. With this hold up reaching the national news, he had no doubt that they knew about this.
'In fact, the La Morte leader herself is probably craving for this lunatic's head to be presented to her in a silver platter' thought Seiya with another grin. 'And the La Femmes must be laughing it up with this La Morte embarrassment' Seiya relaxed a little. This was going to be easy to handle since he is not going against the whole La Morte gang itself but instead just this one member, well, probably ex-member who's life is in danger by his own comrades.
'I might even expect some alliance from the La Mortes' thought Seiya with satisfaction when he finally came to his journey's end as he reached the plane. He casually climbed the steep steps leading into the plane. When he was on top, he was greeted by a blond flight attendant in her 30s.
"Welcome Mr. Kou. We have been waiting for you," said the flight attendant brightly with a smile "please make yourself comfortable during the flight and don't hesitate to ask me for assistance." Seiya nodded once in acknowledgment before he rudely brushed pass her and into the small government private jet which offered quite a luxury. Seiya picked a seat near the window and prepared himself for the long flight ahead.
'This case will be a piece of cake' thought Seiya as he sat down comfortably and the jet's engines came to life. They were ready for take off.
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Rei gritted her teeth in frustration. She is going to kill Lance Jordan! Not only did he hold 47 hostages in downtown Tokyo without even getting any permission, but the hold up has already made top national news and its only been 19 hours. She had no doubt that the La Femmes were enjoying this whole sherade.
Both the FBI and CIA were rushing in and not to mention Tokyo city's whole police force. The restaurant building was surrounded by a sea of police cars with five helicopters flying overhead. A large crowd was gathered around the building, eager to see the largest hold up in Tokyo for almost 15 years. Even the Prime Minister himself was present at the scene. But no one dared to make a single move.
The police did not even dare to come within 3 miles of the building due to the request made by Jordan. The authority did not disobey his orders as one single mistake can cost a life. There were five people dead already and if Rei knew Jordan, and she did very well, more deaths are coming before his whole sherade is over. Jordan was an out of control lunatic with only one thing on his agenda: KILL! KILL! KILL! Its' pathetic how he is trying so hard to prove himself worthy to Serena. Rei almost took pity on him. Almost!
"You know Mina, this is your fault!" accused Rei in frustration.
"What!" exclaimed Mina with disbelieve "how can this all of a sudden be my fault?"
"Because you're the one who kicked him out in the first place!" answered Rei.
"He was totally out of control!" defended Mina "What was I suppose to do? Just stand by and let him abuse the La Morte name for his petty personal gain? I don't think so!"
"Still, its your fault" accused Rei without reason.
"Whatever you say Rei" sighed Mina in annoyance.
"You should have killed him!" continued on Rei "You should have just killed him instead of kicking him out! You would be doing the whole world a favor by riding of that piece of shit!"
"OK Rei, you can stop nagging now" replied Mina, rolling her eyes "besides, its as much as your fault as it is mine."
"No, this is completely your fault!" stated Rei sternly. She turned her head sideways to look out the large window at the beautiful scenery. They were currently in a large mansion that served as their temporary base in Brazil. Their permanent base was currently having some technical difficulties.
The scenery outside gave Rei a certain acquired harmony with herself. It smoothed out her hot temper and logic reasoning. Rei took a deep breath and slowly let it out.
"We're pathetic Mina" stated Rei "we shouldn't be blaming this on each other. I guess it was as much as my fault as it was yours."
"Just what I wanted to hear!" exclaimed Mina, trying to brighten up the mood.
"Well then, I think that the only way that we can handle this situation without it getting any worse is if we went to Tokyo and kicked Jordan's ass ourselves!" said Rei with a grin "can't be that hard."
"I think that it's an excellent idea. Besides, we can visit Serena earlier on her break and hang out in malls just like old times!" suggested Mina brightly.
"You mean have all the guys in the mall hitting on us and make all the girls completely jealous?" asked Rei sheepishly.
"Exactly!" exclaimed Mina with an evil grin.
"Sounds good! Let me just call off all our assassins that I sent to kill Jordan" said Rei as she took out her small cell phone and began to dial quickly on the unhacable line that was for the La Morte use only.
'This trip is going to be awesome!' thought Mina excitedly as Rei began to give orders to the commander on the other line.
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You know, I've had some pretty crape holiday breaks in my life. I've had everything from 30 people shooting at me with laser guns to being chased by a wild hungry pack of wolves, but his one definitely takes the prize. I have definitely never been held hostage by a member of my own gang! Or should I say ex-member and soon to be dead corpse! I swear that the only thing that's holding me from blasting Jordan's head open and stabbing him repeatedly is the fact that I am still undercover! Or maybe it's the fact that the whole Tokyo City police force, the CIA and the FBI were all right outside. I forget which reason it was.
The police have tried everything to reason with Jordan, from giving him ransom and providing a safe transportation to even pardoning him from this act if he just let the remaining hostages go. But nothing worked. Jordan only wants one thing and they could not give it to him. He want's the La Morte leader's attention. My attention. Well then, he is dreaming since no police force in the world knows who I am or where I am. All knew too well that the mysterious secret La Morte leader isn't just going to show up in public and announce herself. Now even for a crazy lunatic that currently held 40 people hostages. This was just not going to happen and all knew it. Except for Jordan. He kept on hanging on to the illusion that I would just show up and announce him worthy to be a top member of the La Morte and rescue him from this whole thing. He thinks that he is a mastermind while everybody else think that he is a just moron who is desperate.
Fuck, how I much I would give to be in private right now instead of stuck here with 40 people in a large shitty restaurant room. Oh yeah, did I mention, Jordan killed 7 more people simply because he was bored. That fucking bastard!
Ami and Lita were not doing so well. We were sitting in the same booth for more than a day now and, frankly, people have to sleep! But they didn't. As a consequence, they are sitting there with their head on the table, barely conscious. Large bangs have developed underneath their eyes, but they simply refused to sleep. They claimed that they did not feel comfortable sleeping while these serial killers were walking around. Of course, who could blame them?
But even the serial killers were taking shifts to patrol. It was just not possible for humans not to sleep! I looked at Ami and Lita and those countless of others who were currently in their state. I sighed. They were not like me. I was Serena La Morte. I have gone through without sleep for 64 hours straight when training. This was not new to me. But they could now handle this kind of exhaustion.
"Ami, Lita, why don't you two just sleep for a while. It doesn't look like this hold up is going to end any time soon and you'll need to preserve your energy. Otherwise, you'll be just sitting ducks for these murderers to kill. If you had at least some energy, you'll be able to somewhat put up a fight, which is better than nothing. So why don't you guys just rest for a while and I promise to wake you up the instant something happens." They slowly nodded their head as my reasoning finally got through to them. They were so tired that the instant they dropped their heads to the table, they dozed off, not even wondering as to why I was not tired at all. I smiled at their peaceful slumber despite all the horror in the room. They were so sound asleep that even a war would not be able to wake them up. I just hopped that they woke up when I called them in a desperate time of escape.
"Hey sweetheart, how about you and me go somewhere private to express our inner feelings? You know you want to…" said one of Jordan's little lackeys to a brunette sitting in the booth beside mine. The guy looked at her sexily and gave a toothy grin that was suppose to charm her. Well, it didn't work, as the poor girl looked both horrified and disgusted. Oh yeah, did I forget to mention that Jordan and his pathetic excuses for men were not only killers, but perverts as well. In fact, we have only been on hold up for 26 hours so far and already nine women were sexually harassed and two raped and killed. I think that guy is trying to pull off a third one.
"N-No th-thank-k yu-ou s-sir" stuttered the poor brunette frighteningly.
"You know sweetheart, I don't think that you quite get the message" said the guy with an evil grin as clear lust was shown in his eyes. "Well, let me explain it to you so that your pretty little brain will get my message. Your are currently a hostage and I, your captor, am asking you to do something. You can either do it or die. Really, your choice." The girl looked completely horror stricken as all the blood drained from her face.
"Well then sweetheart, what will it be?" he asked with impatience.
"I won't do it" the girl stated as she looked him straight in the eye "Prostitution is worse than death." The girl closed her eyes quickly, expecting a bullet to penetrate her skull and end her life as it did so many others. The guy nodded with amusement.
"Gee, that's pretty brave of you, but you know what? You don't have a choice!" yelled the guy as he quickly grabbed the girl by her waist and heaved her up over his shoulder. Pure lust and hunger drove his movements. The girl kicked and screamed and balled her fists together to punch his back, but nothing stopped the man as he went on with her to the washroom to get what he wants. The brunette's friends tried to help her, but they were immediately silenced by a gun pointed to their head. It seems that the rapist had helpful friends. The door to the washroom closed with a loud thud as the last cries of the desperate girl were muffled.
I balled my fists up in anger. I WILL NOT DO ANYTHING! I WILL NOT INTERFERE! I WILL SIMPLY WAIT FOR MINA AND REI TO COME! I WILL NOT LET ANGER DRIVE ME TO ACTION! I WILL NOT LET JORDAN GET TO ME! I WILL NOT TAKE ACTION!!!
I took a deep breath and let it out slowly to calm my nerves. This was getting to be too frustrating for me. I am just sitting here and letting that bastard Jordan and his little pathetic lackeys abuse everybody while waiting for Mina and Rei to arrive. Where the fuck were they?! They should have been here by now! I guess that we are going to have a long talk after this is over!
But then again, they don't know that I'm in here. They are probably having trouble flying the small jet in the storm that swept the South American continent, after all, they were currently in Brazil. Guilt immediately took over. I somehow instantly forgave them for all this torment that I was in.
I looked over at Jordan. He smiled with amusement as screams and moans were heard behind the door to the washroom. Everybody that was conscious would know what was going on in there. His smiled broadened as the screams and moans escaping from the room became louder and louder. So he thought that this was amusing, did he? Well, he is definitely going to be sorry when I'm through with him.
Suddenly, an idea began to form in my head. If he liked hearing women getting raped and shattered, then he would simply love it when a woman was totally crazy for him. When a woman was seducing him. When a woman was all too eager to let him lead her to privacy. When a woman was volunteering herself to his poisonous touches. The woman would be crazy, desperate, dillusional, ignorant.
That woman would be me. That woman would be a mastermind.
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"So where to next?" asked an excited Lita as she took a big gulp of her strawberry shake. I smiled at the sight of her enthusiasm. After all, this is still a whole new side of Lita that I had yet to explore. Before we became friends, she was always so serious and distant. This will definitely take some getting use to.
"I don't know. How about you Usagi?" asked Ami, not taking her attention off the new astronomy book that she bought. She is such a bookworm!
I gave a shrug of my shoulders. It is only the first weekend of our Easter Holiday, and already we have gone through every store in the mall. I really liked hanging out with Lita and Ami, but it was way different than hanging out with Rei and Mina.
With Rei and Mina it always turned out be wild and crazy and we practically begged for trouble. With them I would do lots of crazy things and even dress differently. Every guy passing by would gawk at us since we were drop dead gorgeous! If fact, I think with them I acted more like Serena La Morte than Usagi Tsukino, which is why no one from school recognized me. Some popular guys from school even attempted to ask me out several times, which led me to declining them repeatedly. Being the popular guys, they had a large ego and did not take my refusal too well. But then I had to lie with the help of Mina and Rei that we all already had boyfriends, which did not surprise them that much. But little did they know that I was actually the school outcast that they all loved to tease.
Hanging out with Lita and Ami, I acted completely different. I fully acted like the geeky Usagi Tsukino instead of Serena La Morte. We would be very quiet while shopping and are always trying to avoid trouble. We would occasionally bump into people from school, but they would not treat me like they did when I was with Rei and Mina, they would treat me just the opposite. With Mina and Rei, they saw me as the dangerously beautiful blonde that was way out of their lead. With Lita and Ami, they saw me as the small nerdy brunette who was a total outcast. Either way, I did not care much. All I wanted to do was be with my friends. If we did get picked on, we always had Lita, the school bully, to defend us. But that did not happen too often as everybody knew not to mess with Lita!
"Come on guys, think of somewhere!" pleaded Lita while taking a bite out of her hamburger.
"I really don't know" replied Ami, answering for the both of us.
"Come on guys, do you really wanna be cooked up in this restaurant all day?" asked Lita with annoyance.
"It will seem like an excellent opportunity to finish my book" answered Ami as she flipped another page of her astronomy book.
"Ami! This is a restaurant, not a library. Besides, the book won't go anywhere if you put it down while the stores will be closing soon. So just put that stupid book down!" yelled Lita with annoyance, drawing attention from other customers.
"It's not stupid and your making a scene!" yelled back Ami more quietly. I chuckled at the sight of them fighting. It was certainly amusing!
"Guys, calm down!" I finally interrupted the fight from going any further, not that I expected it to get too ugly with the quiet Ami involved. "Lita stop yelling and Ami put down your book!" They both obeyed my demand and looked at each other with flushed cheeks.
"Well, I guess I did get carried too much away with this new book. Sorry" apologized Ami as she putt the hard cover book into her bag.
"I'm sorry too" replied Lita uncertainly. She was not use to apologizing.
"Good!" I beamed cheerfully "Now that you two made up, how about we go—" I was interrupted by what I recognized to be a gunshot. People around me began to scream in panic and shield their arms over their heads.
"Nobody move! This is a hold up!" yelled a frightening deep voice. That certainly shut everyone up and the room became dead silent. I curiously looked at the armed intruder. He seemed to be a dangerous man in his mid 40s. Behind him were about nine others, who were also holding guns and pointing it to the general crowd. I could sense Ami and beside me stiffen and Lita groping for something hard on the table. This could turn out very bad!
"Much better!" the intruder continued as he made his way to the front desk. The cashier immediately began to panic and tried to open the cash box. However, the intruder stopped him with a single shot that missed his hand by an inch. I could tell that this mysterious intruder was certainly good with targeting, knowing that he missed on purpose just to scare the poor man.
"Folks, this is not a regular hold up! We do not want money, we simply want your full cooperation! Anyone who dares to try something will be killed immediately!" threatened the intruder with a smirk "after all, we are La Mortes, one of the top Mafia gangs in the world." Then it hit me. These people were from my own gang! No wonder they just bulged in here without any kind of mask to cover their face. They were probably already wanted criminals. I took a closer look at their leader, and then it hit me again! He was Lance Jordan!
Lance Jordan was one of the most trouble making members in my gang. I swear, his hobby is killing people! If it weren't for his skills, he would be long dead by now. Heck, if the FBI didn't get to him first, we, his own gang, would have killed him! Jordan has gotten into some serious trouble with the FBI. He was proclaimed an out of control serial killer by the whole US nation. And the fact that he is a member of the La Morte gang did not help our reputation too much, not that I cared. But what does piss me off about him is that he would constantly rob a store or put up a hold up without even contacting the base for permission first, violating my law. As a La Morte member, contacting base to get permission from a commander to take any illegal action that involved death was a must. As the La Morte leader, I pride myself in not letting my members run around wild and uncontrollable. I like to have an idea as to what my members are doing. It is my responsibility as leader. Any major criminal activity, such as robbing a national bank, would be declined if it did not benefit the whole La Morte organization. Even if we did approve of it, I would still want one of my inner circle members to be in on the action. Perhaps it is this kind of caution that has kept the La Mortes at the top. Well, Jordan has certainly gotten himself into quite a mess now. He had an unauthorized hold up and the fact that he has the La Morte leader as hostage did not help the matter at all. This blow would finally end his membership in my organization. If he lays one single finger on Ami or Lita, I would kill him personally and present his head to the FBI in a silver platter! And I would enjoy doing this also.
"Ah, boss? We kind of have a situation here?" proclaimed one of the men standing behind him. So he has his own little lackeys now. This will turn out to be interesting.
"What kind of situation Roger?" Jordan asked grimly with a cold stare that sent this little lackey into total fright.
"Well…We kind of have police cars arriving outside, someone one must have pulled the silent alarm" spoke the lackey nervously. Jordan immediately turned to the cashier in the front, who was now standing with the horror- stricken restaurant manager.
"Did you do it?" he asked in a dangerous voice. This sent the cashier into a nervous breakdown.
"Well, um, si-sir, I-I don-nt th-think---" the terrified man was interrupted by the now calm manager.
"Whatever it is sir, I am sure that we can settle this in an orderly fashion" spoke the woman in her mid 40s. She looked to be the type that took her job seriously and handled situations well during times of crisis. "Now, sir, if it is money you want, we are more than willing to give it to you. All of it." Jordan gave a sly crooked smile.
"Yes, in fact there is something that I want" replied Jordan as the manager looked at him questionably "you dead!" He said this as he quickly lifted his gun and shot her square in the forehead, not even giving her time to react.
The woman gave a yelp as her only response before the bullet pierced straight through her skull, sending her attempted scream into a gurgle as blood began entering her mouth and cutting off her voice. She fell backwards behind the counter with a heavy thud. She was dead before she hit the ground.
All people in the room began to scream at the top of their lungs immediately. The cashier from behind the counter even fainted at the sight of the dead corpse. The shrieks of terror could send you deaf for weeks! But they were immediately silenced when Jordan began to shoot at the roof with his large arm sized army gun. This sent piles of cement crashing down on the floor, causing the little children in the room to even scream further. But no one else dared to make a sound.
"I said, SHUT UP!" yelled Jordan as he shot three crying children with his army gun in great agility.
The room was dead silent now. Even the mothers of the dead young infants held in their cries of pain. Everybody else was frightened to death at this murder that had just killed three innocent children at the blink of an eye. This was definitely earning Jordan cooperation.
"Much better!" Jordan boomed with his loud voice, sending people shivering with fright.
"Tyler, John, go check out how many police cars are outside!" he commanded to two of his followers "and make sure you fucking morons don't get caught!"
"Yes boss" was there instant reply as they rushed to the window and peeked out.
"There are about six on the scene right now and more are coming" reported one of his instructed lackeys.
"Good! Let them come! Let them all come! The police, the reporters, the special peace negotiators. Let them all come!" chanted Jordan hysterically "Let the fucking FBI and CIA come! I want this hold up to be the top news around the world! This ought to grab the attention of Serena La Morte! That bitch! How can she let her little lieutenants kick me out?!!! Doesn't she know how much I have done for this gang?!!!"
Then I suddenly realized why he was even holding up this whole sherade. He wanted my attention. He was obviously kicked out of my gang by Rei or Mina and he wants desperate revenge. Hell, I think that he is even lucky that we let him out without killing him! But he doesn't seem to think so. He thinks that grabbing my attention by performing this whole hold up will earn him my favor and a spot in my inner circle. Well, think again buddy!
This restaurant might not be the largest in Tokyo, but it is currently containing at least 40 customers. This hold up will definitely reach national news, but if he thinks that I am in any way impressed by this, he has got another thing coming! Especially when I myself am one of his hostages! But of course, he can't know that.
I am sure that Mina and Rei will soon be aware of the situation that this maniac is causing currently. I have no doubt that they will do everything in their power to stop this, even if they have to side with the authorities. But I highly doubt that.
When a La Morte member, well ex-member, acts so uncontrollable, it is a disgrace to the whole gang! Yes, I am definitely sure that Mina and Rei are going to do something about this. I am sure that I myself would not have to get involved in this whole pathetic sherade. What I am trying to do now is bind time and hope that this crazy lunatic does not do anything else remarkably stupid.
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Seiya passed by the security guards without even a nod of acknowledgment. This was definitely not the time for happy greetings. An insane uncontrollable La Morte member was loose in Tokyo and currently holding 47 people hostage. In fact, two adults along with three children have already been killed. He only had 17 hours to get on a jet and fly from Washington all the way to Tokyo. After all, the La Mortes were his responsibility to handle, despite the fact that he was now in alliance with the CIA. Actually, Seiya did not doubt that Conor is currently sending his men to Tokyo too, or maybe even flying there himself. He did say that he wanted more first hand experience with the La Mortes.
However, Seiya highly doubted that the La Morte organization itself was in any way involved in this. They were just not so stupid as to declare a pointless hold up with 47 people hostage in the middle of a day at the center of Tokyo city. It was just not done! Seiya made a guess that this was just some lone member who got too greedy to wait for his share in the gang and decided to come out and earn something by himself.
'Well, looks like this moron wont be returning back to his nest' thought Seiya with a grin. He had no doubt that the La Mortes themselves are trying to control this current situation with this out of control member. With this hold up reaching the national news, he had no doubt that they knew about this.
'In fact, the La Morte leader herself is probably craving for this lunatic's head to be presented to her in a silver platter' thought Seiya with another grin. 'And the La Femmes must be laughing it up with this La Morte embarrassment' Seiya relaxed a little. This was going to be easy to handle since he is not going against the whole La Morte gang itself but instead just this one member, well, probably ex-member who's life is in danger by his own comrades.
'I might even expect some alliance from the La Mortes' thought Seiya with satisfaction when he finally came to his journey's end as he reached the plane. He casually climbed the steep steps leading into the plane. When he was on top, he was greeted by a blond flight attendant in her 30s.
"Welcome Mr. Kou. We have been waiting for you," said the flight attendant brightly with a smile "please make yourself comfortable during the flight and don't hesitate to ask me for assistance." Seiya nodded once in acknowledgment before he rudely brushed pass her and into the small government private jet which offered quite a luxury. Seiya picked a seat near the window and prepared himself for the long flight ahead.
'This case will be a piece of cake' thought Seiya as he sat down comfortably and the jet's engines came to life. They were ready for take off.
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Rei gritted her teeth in frustration. She is going to kill Lance Jordan! Not only did he hold 47 hostages in downtown Tokyo without even getting any permission, but the hold up has already made top national news and its only been 19 hours. She had no doubt that the La Femmes were enjoying this whole sherade.
Both the FBI and CIA were rushing in and not to mention Tokyo city's whole police force. The restaurant building was surrounded by a sea of police cars with five helicopters flying overhead. A large crowd was gathered around the building, eager to see the largest hold up in Tokyo for almost 15 years. Even the Prime Minister himself was present at the scene. But no one dared to make a single move.
The police did not even dare to come within 3 miles of the building due to the request made by Jordan. The authority did not disobey his orders as one single mistake can cost a life. There were five people dead already and if Rei knew Jordan, and she did very well, more deaths are coming before his whole sherade is over. Jordan was an out of control lunatic with only one thing on his agenda: KILL! KILL! KILL! Its' pathetic how he is trying so hard to prove himself worthy to Serena. Rei almost took pity on him. Almost!
"You know Mina, this is your fault!" accused Rei in frustration.
"What!" exclaimed Mina with disbelieve "how can this all of a sudden be my fault?"
"Because you're the one who kicked him out in the first place!" answered Rei.
"He was totally out of control!" defended Mina "What was I suppose to do? Just stand by and let him abuse the La Morte name for his petty personal gain? I don't think so!"
"Still, its your fault" accused Rei without reason.
"Whatever you say Rei" sighed Mina in annoyance.
"You should have killed him!" continued on Rei "You should have just killed him instead of kicking him out! You would be doing the whole world a favor by riding of that piece of shit!"
"OK Rei, you can stop nagging now" replied Mina, rolling her eyes "besides, its as much as your fault as it is mine."
"No, this is completely your fault!" stated Rei sternly. She turned her head sideways to look out the large window at the beautiful scenery. They were currently in a large mansion that served as their temporary base in Brazil. Their permanent base was currently having some technical difficulties.
The scenery outside gave Rei a certain acquired harmony with herself. It smoothed out her hot temper and logic reasoning. Rei took a deep breath and slowly let it out.
"We're pathetic Mina" stated Rei "we shouldn't be blaming this on each other. I guess it was as much as my fault as it was yours."
"Just what I wanted to hear!" exclaimed Mina, trying to brighten up the mood.
"Well then, I think that the only way that we can handle this situation without it getting any worse is if we went to Tokyo and kicked Jordan's ass ourselves!" said Rei with a grin "can't be that hard."
"I think that it's an excellent idea. Besides, we can visit Serena earlier on her break and hang out in malls just like old times!" suggested Mina brightly.
"You mean have all the guys in the mall hitting on us and make all the girls completely jealous?" asked Rei sheepishly.
"Exactly!" exclaimed Mina with an evil grin.
"Sounds good! Let me just call off all our assassins that I sent to kill Jordan" said Rei as she took out her small cell phone and began to dial quickly on the unhacable line that was for the La Morte use only.
'This trip is going to be awesome!' thought Mina excitedly as Rei began to give orders to the commander on the other line.
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You know, I've had some pretty crape holiday breaks in my life. I've had everything from 30 people shooting at me with laser guns to being chased by a wild hungry pack of wolves, but his one definitely takes the prize. I have definitely never been held hostage by a member of my own gang! Or should I say ex-member and soon to be dead corpse! I swear that the only thing that's holding me from blasting Jordan's head open and stabbing him repeatedly is the fact that I am still undercover! Or maybe it's the fact that the whole Tokyo City police force, the CIA and the FBI were all right outside. I forget which reason it was.
The police have tried everything to reason with Jordan, from giving him ransom and providing a safe transportation to even pardoning him from this act if he just let the remaining hostages go. But nothing worked. Jordan only wants one thing and they could not give it to him. He want's the La Morte leader's attention. My attention. Well then, he is dreaming since no police force in the world knows who I am or where I am. All knew too well that the mysterious secret La Morte leader isn't just going to show up in public and announce herself. Now even for a crazy lunatic that currently held 40 people hostages. This was just not going to happen and all knew it. Except for Jordan. He kept on hanging on to the illusion that I would just show up and announce him worthy to be a top member of the La Morte and rescue him from this whole thing. He thinks that he is a mastermind while everybody else think that he is a just moron who is desperate.
Fuck, how I much I would give to be in private right now instead of stuck here with 40 people in a large shitty restaurant room. Oh yeah, did I mention, Jordan killed 7 more people simply because he was bored. That fucking bastard!
Ami and Lita were not doing so well. We were sitting in the same booth for more than a day now and, frankly, people have to sleep! But they didn't. As a consequence, they are sitting there with their head on the table, barely conscious. Large bangs have developed underneath their eyes, but they simply refused to sleep. They claimed that they did not feel comfortable sleeping while these serial killers were walking around. Of course, who could blame them?
But even the serial killers were taking shifts to patrol. It was just not possible for humans not to sleep! I looked at Ami and Lita and those countless of others who were currently in their state. I sighed. They were not like me. I was Serena La Morte. I have gone through without sleep for 64 hours straight when training. This was not new to me. But they could now handle this kind of exhaustion.
"Ami, Lita, why don't you two just sleep for a while. It doesn't look like this hold up is going to end any time soon and you'll need to preserve your energy. Otherwise, you'll be just sitting ducks for these murderers to kill. If you had at least some energy, you'll be able to somewhat put up a fight, which is better than nothing. So why don't you guys just rest for a while and I promise to wake you up the instant something happens." They slowly nodded their head as my reasoning finally got through to them. They were so tired that the instant they dropped their heads to the table, they dozed off, not even wondering as to why I was not tired at all. I smiled at their peaceful slumber despite all the horror in the room. They were so sound asleep that even a war would not be able to wake them up. I just hopped that they woke up when I called them in a desperate time of escape.
"Hey sweetheart, how about you and me go somewhere private to express our inner feelings? You know you want to…" said one of Jordan's little lackeys to a brunette sitting in the booth beside mine. The guy looked at her sexily and gave a toothy grin that was suppose to charm her. Well, it didn't work, as the poor girl looked both horrified and disgusted. Oh yeah, did I forget to mention that Jordan and his pathetic excuses for men were not only killers, but perverts as well. In fact, we have only been on hold up for 26 hours so far and already nine women were sexually harassed and two raped and killed. I think that guy is trying to pull off a third one.
"N-No th-thank-k yu-ou s-sir" stuttered the poor brunette frighteningly.
"You know sweetheart, I don't think that you quite get the message" said the guy with an evil grin as clear lust was shown in his eyes. "Well, let me explain it to you so that your pretty little brain will get my message. Your are currently a hostage and I, your captor, am asking you to do something. You can either do it or die. Really, your choice." The girl looked completely horror stricken as all the blood drained from her face.
"Well then sweetheart, what will it be?" he asked with impatience.
"I won't do it" the girl stated as she looked him straight in the eye "Prostitution is worse than death." The girl closed her eyes quickly, expecting a bullet to penetrate her skull and end her life as it did so many others. The guy nodded with amusement.
"Gee, that's pretty brave of you, but you know what? You don't have a choice!" yelled the guy as he quickly grabbed the girl by her waist and heaved her up over his shoulder. Pure lust and hunger drove his movements. The girl kicked and screamed and balled her fists together to punch his back, but nothing stopped the man as he went on with her to the washroom to get what he wants. The brunette's friends tried to help her, but they were immediately silenced by a gun pointed to their head. It seems that the rapist had helpful friends. The door to the washroom closed with a loud thud as the last cries of the desperate girl were muffled.
I balled my fists up in anger. I WILL NOT DO ANYTHING! I WILL NOT INTERFERE! I WILL SIMPLY WAIT FOR MINA AND REI TO COME! I WILL NOT LET ANGER DRIVE ME TO ACTION! I WILL NOT LET JORDAN GET TO ME! I WILL NOT TAKE ACTION!!!
I took a deep breath and let it out slowly to calm my nerves. This was getting to be too frustrating for me. I am just sitting here and letting that bastard Jordan and his little pathetic lackeys abuse everybody while waiting for Mina and Rei to arrive. Where the fuck were they?! They should have been here by now! I guess that we are going to have a long talk after this is over!
But then again, they don't know that I'm in here. They are probably having trouble flying the small jet in the storm that swept the South American continent, after all, they were currently in Brazil. Guilt immediately took over. I somehow instantly forgave them for all this torment that I was in.
I looked over at Jordan. He smiled with amusement as screams and moans were heard behind the door to the washroom. Everybody that was conscious would know what was going on in there. His smiled broadened as the screams and moans escaping from the room became louder and louder. So he thought that this was amusing, did he? Well, he is definitely going to be sorry when I'm through with him.
Suddenly, an idea began to form in my head. If he liked hearing women getting raped and shattered, then he would simply love it when a woman was totally crazy for him. When a woman was seducing him. When a woman was all too eager to let him lead her to privacy. When a woman was volunteering herself to his poisonous touches. The woman would be crazy, desperate, dillusional, ignorant.
That woman would be me. That woman would be a mastermind.
A.N: So guys, how'd ya like it? Good? Bad? Please submit me a review to tell me. I know that I kind of ended it on a cliffhanger. Sorry about that! I promise to update soon! But Serena has definitely got something sinister planted in her head. Have an idea as to what it is? Tell me your guess in the review and let's see how close you came. It'll be fun!
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