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"So then I hear footsteps, right? And then I turn and see that same guy with spiky brown hair, Sora, beating me at running the mile! I was so surprised…" Kairi was babbling on and on about Sora, to a bored looking Tifa sprawled lazily on Kairi's bed.
"Wait Kai…this Sori guy---"
"Sora" Kairi corrected. Tifa rolled her eyes.
"Whatever. So this Sora guy actually beat you? I mean, like Kairi the assassin? How's that possible? He could be one of Bronco's henchmen," Tifa pointed out, raising her index finger like she always did when she was trying to make a point.
"Uh, I highly doubt that," Kairi said, as if Tifa were the dumbest person on Earth, apart from being the fastest.
Tifa was about to retort when Cyrus poked his head through the doorway.
"Excuse me ladies, but I believe Vincent is ready," Cyrus informed. Kairi's eyes widened and she squealed happily.
"Already?" Tifa asked, checking Kairi's alarm clock for the time.
"Yes! Finally all these months of misery are being paid off! I'll race ya to the bottom guys!" Kairi yelled, racing past the two older teens, obviously not caring whether Vincent was ready earlier than usual. Hey, if it was dark out, it was time to do some hunting.
Tifa and Cyrus laughed, and then followed Kairi down the stairs.
Vincent was standing there, looking noble and powerful like he always did. He greeted them individually when they reached him. Of course, Kairi had gotten there first, and was beaming proudly.
"Well, tonight we are going to try to kill somebody," Vincent told the threesome bluntly. There really wasn't any point in talking formally to a group of trained killers.
"Bronco to be specific. Now I want all of you to get dressed in your suits and when you come back, I'll give you your orders." He finished.
Kairi ran up the stairs like a lightning bolt and got dressed quickly. Her clothes basically just consisted of black leather pants and a black long sleeved zipper shirt. Her shirt had a leather collar, which was zipped down a bit to get some air flowing in her lungs caused by her tight black suit. But the most important part of her outfit was her mask. Well, she could barely even call it a mask.
It was more like a black handkerchief that she tied around the bottom part of her face, covering her nose and mouth. She let her hair down too, letting her bangs cover her eyes somewhat.
Kairi stepped in front of her mirror and smiled, but you couldn't see her lips curve because of her mask. It had been awhile since she had worn that suit, and she was very happy to be wearing it again. Then to complete her image, she reached into her closet to retrieve her daggers, which she called "light" and "Dark."
After sliding those in their proper place by her side, she tucked away some ninja-looking knives, which came in very useful for long-range opponents.
Kairi stepped into the hallway, and found Tifa, in her outfit, waiting. Tifa raised her eyebrows mockingly to Kairi, who returned the gesture and they both chuckled.
"Ready Kai?" Tifa asked, her voice a bit muffled by her mask. Kairi nodded.
Together they went back down to Vincent, who was already changed into his suit. (And just so you all know, the male's suits are different than the females.)
"Okay, so here is what we are going to do," Vincent began, and they all leaned toward him and listened closely.
"Cyrus, I want you to take the south side."
"Sure thing boss" Cyrus replied.
"Tifa, I want you to take the west side."
"Your wish is my command" Tifa responded.
"I'm going to take the east side, and Kairi," This time, Vincent looked Kairi right in the eyes and said, "I want you to take the north side."
"Yes sir!" Kairi nodded.
"Now remember, if you find Bronco, kill him, and then tell me. It is very important that you do not hesitate, otherwise his foolish little mind will figure out some way to escape. Clear?" Vincent told them.
The three assassins nodded.
Then, like a football team congregating and splitting apart again, the group went their separate ways, Kairi flipping through the window since it was faster.
Kairi jumped from rooftop to rooftop, searching for any signs of movement, besides the occasional cat or dog.
Then something caught her attention. It was a man with a gun, followed by a group of three or four other masked men.
"Must be Bronco…" Kairi thought aloud, and running across more rooftops to reach the area in which she saw the men, flipped down and landed right in front of the murderers.
The group screeched to halt when they saw Kairi.
"Who the hell are you?" Bronco asked, eying her height and chuckling to himself, his comrades laughing with him.
"Are you Bronco?" Kairi asked stupidly, ignoring the laughing men.
"Maybe. What are you going to do? Kill me? Ooh I'm so scared!" Bronco mocked, running around in a circle pretending to be intimidated by Kairi.
Kairi's blood boiled dangerously.
Bronco's men laughed hysterically, some doubled over laughing. Kairi didn't see what was so funny about seeing a fat man in a suit running around like a chicken. In fact, it made her angry.
"Shut up you big fat ugly piece of shit!" Kairi fumed, and without waiting another second, she leapt at one of the comrades, delivering a couple of kicks to his head. She ducked just in time as another guy tried punching her, and kicked him in the stomach and he flew back about ten feet. She caught another guys fist in her hand and uppercut his chin. He landed right next to his partner.
Bronco, observing at how skilled Kairi was, turned around and started to run as fast as his chubby legs could take him.
Kairi saw him running through the corner of her eye, and punching and kicking the rest of the men until they were all wiped out, she ran after him.
Kairi chased him down and gave Bronco a big blow to the back of his head. He fell over on his face, and Kairi grabbed his jacket and turned him around. She stepped on his stomach, pinning him to the ground.
"You're about to die. Do you have any last words I should tell your mom?" Kairi sneered, whipping out her knife. Bronco snorted, blood trickling from his nose.
"Wither and die in hell!" Bronco choked out, plastering a smirk on his face. Kairi frowned and was about to plunge her knife into his chest when someone grabbed her hand.
Kairi whirled around and looked into a pair of deep blue eyes. It was a boy, with an identical mask and a hood to cover his head. Kairi struggled to get out of his grip.
"That's my kill," He told her coldly. Kairi looked at him with a confused glare.
"Let me go!" She yelled at him, shaking her hand forcefully.
"No" came his blunt response.
Kairi didn't know who this guy was, but she categorized him as an enemy, and swung her leg up to high kick him in the head. He dodged it, but in the process letting go of her hand. She back flipped to get a couple of feet of distance between them.
"Who the hell are you?" She asked angrily. But before he could respond she heard an evil cackling in the distance.
Kairi looked back and saw that Bronco had gotten up and was running away again. Kairi groaned and ignoring the other enemy of hers, chased after him.
She ran at full speed, but then she saw the boy at her side. He bounded off a nearby tree and propelled his leg out, attempting to hit the side of her head. Kairi limbo-ed under him, but he cut his landing short and lashed out his other leg, hitting Kairi in the side of her abdomen.
Kairi flew into a tree trunk. Her stomach hurt, but she had no time to recover, because the boy was about to air kick her again. Kairi put up her hands in a defense position, and the guy's leg made contact with her arms. His leg recoiled off her arms, and he flipped backwards. Without hesitating, Kairi grabbed one of her daggers and flung it as fast as she could at the boy's head.
The boy shifted to the left and the dagger hit the tree behind him, making a big "kachunk" sound as it cuffed the trunk.
He was about to run at her again when they both heard a whistling sound.
It had different pitches and tones to it, and looking at the boy, Kairi presumed he understood it.
"Gotta run," he told her casually. He started to sprint away, but Kairi wasn't about to let him escape. She tailed him for a while, but then decided it wasn't worth it after she had tried to fling a knife at him again, and he dodged it.
That's when Kairi remembered about Bronco. She turned around in hope of seeing his fat human form running in the distance, but saw nothing. Kairi sighed, and walked over to a tree, pulling her dagger out of it with a giant haul.
"Dammit" she cursed at herself. She had finally found the killers and she had let them escape again.
"Kai!" Tifa shouted, running into view. "What happened? I heard noises…"
"I found Bronco…" Kairi began, looking at the ground. For some reason Kairi felt guilty telling Tifa the truth.
"He escaped again. I had him pinned to the ground…but then all of a sudden I was in a big fight with another assassin dude and well…" Kairi was talking fast, and she couldn't think straight.
"Whoa slow down. You say you were in a fight? With who?" Tifa questioned, now taking hold of Kairi's shoulder. Kairi shook her head.
"I don't know. Some guy that looked like one of us. Ya know, with the mask and all. It was really strange. I was just about to kill Bronco, and then he grabbed my hand and we started to duel. He was so skilled…he was definitely another assassin," Kairi told her.
Tifa seemed to be thinking hard about this.
"I bet your right. You see Kai; we just found out that there is another group here, ninjas or something, but probably assassins." Tifa said slowly.
"So do you think the guy I fought…?" Kairi trailed off, anxiety simmering inside her.
Tifa nodded
"I'm sure he was another assassin. C'mon, we need to find Cyrus and Vincent. Tell him everything Kai. This town is going to become brutal if we don't."