I do not own Charlie's Angels, Kill Bill, or any of the characters involved. I do own the characters Darren, Nathaniel, Ozawa, Katherine, and Bushido. Everyone else is owned by other people, so don't sue. This prologue is a flashback.
WARNING: This will contain HUGE spoilers for Kill Bill Volumes 1 and 2, which will be based on the script that is on the internet, but since the movie might be different from the script, it may not be totally accurate. I'm warning you now so you don't yell at me later for spoiling the movie in this fic.
Here's the list of who would play who.
Cameron Diaz...Natalie
Drew Barrymore...Dylan
Lucy Liu...Alex/O-Ren Ishii (flashback scene)
Crispin Glover...Anthony/Thin Man/Diamondback (Assasination Squad Codename)
Uma Thurman...The Bride/Beatrix Kiddo/Black Mamba
David Carradine...Bill
Justin Theroux...Seamus O'Grady
Michael Madsen...Budd
Daryl Hannah...Elle Driver
Vivica A. Fox...Vernita Green (flashback scene)
Michael Wincott...Nathaniel Pierce
Scott Adkins...Darren
Keira Knightley...Katherine
Masaya Kato... Alexander Ozawa
Ngai Sing...Bushido
Ok, here's the prologue.
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A Dish Best Served Cold
Prologue
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Revenge is a dish best served cold…
The small church was silent…
…except for the heavy panting coming from the woman lying on the floor.
Wearing a wedding dress, the blonde haired woman would have been called a beauty, except it was hard to tell considering she was covered in blood; blood that was both hers and the blood of others.
She was pregnant, visibly pregnant, and it looked like her water would have broken in a few days, although it didn't look like she would live past that day.
She looked around the room, at all the corpses lining the floors. Her fiancé, Arthur, his best friend, Tim, Tim's girlfriend, Janeen, Erica, the bride's best friend, the minister, the minister's wife. Not even the organ player had been spared from the massacre.
The bride then looked at the five in the room who had done this, who had massacred the guests of her wedding.
There was O-Ren Ishii, the youngest of the group, twenty five. An Asian woman who had a very dark past, Her codename was Cottonmouth
Next was Vernita Green, a very skilled assassin, especially in the art of combat with knives. Her codename was Copperhead
There was Budd, the younger brother of their boss, and one of the few males in the group. His codename: Sidewinder.
Elle Driver…the bride didn't know much about her. Her codename: California Mountain Snake
And finally, standing away from the other four, was Anthony, the silent one. Unlike the other four, who had used guns to dispose of the people in the church, Anthony had used a sword that was disguised as a classy-looking cane. His codename: Diamondback.
He leaned against a corner of the room, smoking a cigarette.
That was when the footsteps began.
The bride knew whose footsteps they were.
Bill, her boss.
He walked up to her, making the other four stand back, as he leaned down and pulled out a handkerchief, before beginning to tenderly wipe the blood off her face.
"Do you find me sadistic?" he asked with a rather smooth sounding voice.
She just glared at him, and he smiled. "I bet I could fry an egg on your head right now, if I wanted do. No kiddo, I'd like to believe, even now, that you're aware enough to know that there isn't a trace sadism in my actions…" he paused. "…well, maybe towards those other jokers," he continued, as he tenderly stroked her cheek. "But not you."
As he finished talking he stood up and pulled a gun out of his coat. "No, kiddo, at this moment, this is me, at my most…masochistic."
The bride looked at him with a pleading gaze, before saying, "Bill…it's your baby-"
The second the 'y' had come out of her mouth, he pulled the trigger.