Memories,part three: Personal Buisness
A/N: Long time since last, huh? Well, guess what; I'M BACK AND I'M READY TO KICK SOME SERIOUS ASS! And am I the only one who HAVE to get my hands on Tekken 5 and Death by Degress, like, NOW?
Well, this time I'm allready half-finished with the next chapter, or well, I decided to split this chapter into two, or maybe even three, since this is going to be long.
Thanks a lot to NannaBananaSusannaAnnaBananaHavanaAnanas and Makaveli who reviewed, that means a lot to me... And Makaveli, I think you're the first one to add this story to your favourites, so this time I'll send you FIVE fruitbaskets, and all you other ones who reviewed, you'll only get one :-P
By the way, I'm not really sure if this is going to be an R-rated story, but might as well be safe, right?
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Nina Williams, but if I had five dollars I could own Anna that stupid slut-whore... Or something... I DON'T OWN ANYTHING, OTHERWISE I WOULDN'T BE POOR!
Enuff' talk, let's get slutty (oh yeah, I watch WAY to much 'The simple life')
As Nina woke up by the sound of her beeping alarmclock, she felt like something was missing. Not her memories, but something else.
She had two hours before her plane took of, this was because of the time delayal from LA to New York, although her quite early arrival to New York would leave her with a few hours to prepare to go to the party.
Prepare to take an innocent life.
The assassin packed down the dress, a catsuit, make-up, fake ID, the file, regular clothes, a sniper riffle, a 9mm pistol and instead of her regular knife, she went for something a little more special: a set of sais (A/N: Oriental three-pronged knives)
' Well, if my dress is spectacular, why not let my weapons be too? '
The reason why she could pack down such things in her suitcase was, that it was no regular suitcase, oh no. It was a suitcase used by Gateway to Heaven agents, that had a special coating which made it impossible for any machine to detect any metal inside of it... Pretty clever.
Nina decided to wear an ordinary outfit, a grey turtlenecked cotton sweater, whit black khakis and a long black trenchcoat. She choosed som high heeled black leather boots with blue and yellow laces to match her facial colors.
' Guess I have it all... '
LA Airport, 07.10
After the suitcase had been registered, Nina sat down in one of those uncomfortable benches, until she heard someone announce that her plane would be delayed by 27 minutes.
The blonde decided to get some air before taking of, why not, she had plenty of time. She hated the way the oxygen was all thick and.. Weird on airplanes, so might as well have a good breath before having to enter.
A familiar looking man stood out there as well, when Nina approached colors appeared on the silhout, revealing some long black hair sticking out of a mask. A leopard mask.
" Hello there... Remember me? " Nina asked causing the Mexican ro turn around. " Nina Williams... You're King right? " she greeted him by giving him her hand.
" Yes. I am King... " King could clearly remember Nina, after all, she had defeated him during the Tag Tournament, without letting him get a hit in. And she didn't let Eddy switch in. A perfect match.
" ... So, do you have a real name, or is it just 'King'? "
He shrugged " Just King. " leaving the two in complete silence. " Why do you seek for my company? " Anyone could hear that english was not his first language, perhaps not even one he'd bother spending much time learning.
" Well, my plane's been delayed by half an hour, so might as well make the best of it. "
King looked down for a while, to then let their eyes meet. " And I am the best? "
Nina chuckled lighty " Maybe. Maybe not. But atleast you're the most exciting one here. It aint like there is anyone else with his face covered by a sexy leopard mask, y'know... "
" Sexy you say? I knew it, the mask turns girls on! " Nina was sure that if King wasn't wearing that mask, she'd be able to see a very broad smile across the mexicans face.
" That's right, " she said in a husky tone " but you take care of little kids right? So are you sure you should be having that sex appeal? "
King didn't know what answer to give her, so he ignored the question. " Anyways... What are you doing here? "
" Buisness. "
" What kind of buisness? "
" Personal buisness. "
" Do I dare to ask you where this personal buisness is taking place? "
" New York. And what about yourself? "
" Buisness. VERY PERSONAL buisness. "
" Sounds serious...? "
They both stood there in akward silence for a fair amount of time, until Nina's cell phone broke the weird stoic mood.
" Excuse me. " Nina said as she distanced herself from thelarge wrestler.
" Hello it's Nina. "
" Hey it's Matthew, how are you? "
" Cut the crap. Why'd you call me? "
Matthew sighed " Fine then. You received an invitation to the 'King of Iron Fist Tournament 4' that are being held in about two months. Wanna join? "
" Another tournament? Sure, I'm itching for a good fight.. Did they say who else is participating? " the Irish womans blood began to stir.
" Nah, they're probably waiting for some response from other fighters... "
" Sign me up. "
" You sure? "
" Hell yeah! " Nina said as she turned of her cell, and walked back over the the masked Mexiacan.
" Hey, have you heard anything about the next tournament? Appearently Heihachi's hosting it a few months from now. "
King turned around, and looked at a plane as it took of. " I got invited, but I am not sure if I should join. "
" How can you say that!? King. You're like one of the regulars now, you've been a part of the Iron Fist since the beginning. You are like a legend. "
Kings back remained facing towards the shorter blonde. " I did not fight in the first and second, that was my teacher. I am just his ... Substitute. "
" Why do you think he let you fight instead of him then, why do you think that YOU'RE the one wearing that mask right now? "
There was silence as another plane took of.
" You've outmastered him. "
King remained in the same position as before, watching another plane get ready to take of. " Then how come I were beaten up by a girl then, could you tell me that? "
" ... That's different, you see that girl, that was me. All the more reason for you to join. A rematch. "
Nina could tell that the Mexican was intrigued, an easy way to get you way with men, has allways been to mess with their 'pride'.
" Let's say that I join. How can I be sure we meet? "
" I'll have it arranged. We meet right here. At this airport. Right at this spot. At the exact same time as now... See what is it? 07.30? So, there we will be facing eachother. " King turned around and looked at her " ... Besides, it would be good me to finally get some competetion. "
Nina walked back inside, leaving the Mexican at his spot. Just as she reached the entrance to the concrete building, she could hear him shout: " DEAL! " as she walked through the glass door.
Before boarding the airplane the airplane, she picked up her cell and called Matthew.
" Hey sugar! " Matt greeted her.
" You really are twisted, you know that? "
" So, what are you like going to do about it? "
" Whatever. Can you make sure that I'll be facing King during the tournament? "
" I'm on it sugar. "
Nina sighed as she turned of the cell and entered her plane to New York.
Nina's plane landed as Julia's event was about to begin.
" Wow this exceded all my expectations. Our rooms are totally filled up... " Julia looked around, everywhere in sight there were expensive tuxedoes or colorfull dresses. The decor she spent so much time on, the previous days didn't really make a difference, you couldn't see it anyways because of all the people who showed up... Oh make that all the VIP people who showed up.
" I sure hope this raises enough money... If not we are more than bankrupt, We're white trash! "
Michelle chuckled " Gurl! With dat style u got... Ur alreaty white trazh! "
" MICHELLE! Don't talk like that! "
" Okay I'll shut up and leave you here, in all of your white trashyness. " The older woman teased Julia, when she walked into one of the countless crowds.
Julia did as her best friend and blended in with a crowd on the first floor. See the hall had two floors, the first had a dancefloor in the middle, and a few bars. The bathrooms were down there as well. From the first floor a huge staircase led up to the second floor where the dining tables and the donating pool were placed. In the middle of the second floor there was a big opening down, so you could see what went on down on the first floor.
Nina entered the hall, she wore that gorgeous dress and it was impossible to see the weapons she had placed on herself. She made it clear that she WANTED to be noticed.
After about fifteen minutes of getting familiar with this place, and donating $150, she began to scout for Tanya, and most important of all: Her bodyguard.
It proved to be a pretty tough task to complete, since most of the black women there, that Nina could spot had long black hair with blonde stripes. Damn that Beyoncé for starting that trend!
' Perhaps I should treat myself a drink? '
So she did. Nina moved towards the bar, and stood there for two minutes. This was an old trick she'd used countless times.
A guy approached, Nina didn't even bother to check him out.
" Hi, I'm Dave. Can I buy you a drink? "
" Oh hi Dave, I'm Nina. "
" Hi Nina, so, what can I get you? " They shook hands, and he managed to receive eye contact with the blonde.
" Gin'n'tonic, with a twist would be great. "
" Gin'n'tonic for the gorgeous thing here, and make it swift! " Dave yelled at the bartender, who shrugged and got right on it.
As Nina started looking at the young man, she found out that he was actually quite attractive. Nice build, great taste in clothes - well, you can't go wrong in a black tux - and short spiky hair. Dirty blonde.
But then her gaze locked at a certain chubby bald guy behind him.
" Excuse me Dave, I have to go powder my nose. "
" I'll be waiting right here." He blinked his right eye.
Nina did not go to the little girls room to powder her nose, no, she walked up the stairs to have a better view over the hall, to spy on Mr. Miller (A/N: The certain bald guy, in case I have some readers who are a bit.. slow)
He took a last zip of his drink and pushed himself through the crowds, over to two women, another Beyoncé wannaba and.... ANNA!
