Many ladies were in the dressing room getting their faces presentable and ready for their work. All were tall and thin in their tight outfits and high heels. They moved from left to right in a hurry getting everything they needed to perform their sexy deeds. The room was large with seats and couches with mirrors along every wall. Seeing Jinx was sitting at one of the desks with a pen and paper as she wrote and drew random stuff down. Angel was sitting next to her, as he put on his own makeup. A lady passed Jinx with a massive feathery scarf, it smacked Jinx right in the face as she coughed and spit out the feathers.

"Damn it watch where you're goin with that!" Jinx sneezed with another coughed. Her face scrunched up in dismay. "I hate those things." She grunted clenching her fists together like she was about to pop.

"Hate what?" Angel asked putting on his lip stick.

"Those obnoxious pink feathery scarfs." She picked up one of the feathers on her desk. "See they literally get everywhere!" She blew at the desk full of feathers. "LOOK AT THIS!" She struggled to swipe away the feathers as she looked a mess doing it.

"I mean do we have a pet chicken I don't know about?! SOMEWHERE!?" She looked under the table trying to look for a chicken running amuck.

Angel just watches her with a confused and yet a little concerned look. Jinx was still swiping away the pink furthers in a huff. Somehow the feathers were still all-over flustered face. She took an annoyed breath making an irritated sound. She still high strung for a lot of reasons. His staring caught her twitching eye.

"What?" She asked like nothing happened.

"Uhh… you ok their buddy?" He asked with a chuckle.

"I'm fine." She shot back and looked away too quickly.

"YOU, fine? That's a laugh!" One of the voices spoke. "You're slowly losing it and they can see right through your pathetic lies!" The voices laughed. "They'll get sick of you and throw your ass out on the streets." The laughter got louder and louder in her head. She slammed her fists on the table.

"Will you shut the fuck up already?!" She shouted with frustration rising in her voice.

"Who me?" He asked puzzled.

"No- ah- not you! Him!" She pointed at her head like a crazy person. Angel just puckered his lips at her like 'Ok Then Whatever You Say Boo'.

"You don't look fine." He continued but snorted along the way. "What happen now have they run out of ice cream at the store you love by the Lanes?" She knew he was kidding but still rolled her eyes. "Well either way ya better stop moping and start dressin." He stood from the seat fixing himself in the mirror. He could see she was annoyed but mostly upset as she tried to conceal it from him.

"Heard you got put on waitress duty." He said almost disheartened. "You know it's not that big a deal, you'll be doin what you love again in no time believe me. Cherri will probably forget all about it anyways so who cares." He encouraged her.

"I knowww." She whined as she spun on her chair. "I just wish I didn't have to serve food though." She rolled her eyes again. "When I do that, I feel like a mom feeding a baby…. but the baby is a ground ass man." She looked horrified for a moment.

"Hm, yeah- no I can't unsee that now." He chuckled. "But hey you show that cute bod of yours and you'll be gettin some good ass tips comin your way. AND you won't have to steal from others." He eyed her.

"SHHhh!" She shushed him as she stood on the chair quickly reaching his tall height. "It's called borrowing…. forever." She eyed him back. "That's my motto and don't you forget it…. that and…. blowing up shit." She shrugged remembering tossing her bombs every which way. She just loved to cause havoc and destroy things that had no meaning to her. Whether it was how she coped with her feeling or guilt, it wasn't healthy.

"OK!" Jinx swiveled around in her chair. "Now to go pick an outfit that'll make me the sexiest bitch in here!" She pushed herself on the chair like a car riding in traffic. Angel could only laugh as he watched Jinx bump into people as she passed and squeezed through the girls like an oncoming train.

"HEY! WATCH IT!" One of the girls hollered.

"Well maybe you couldn't've been standin there!" Jinx hollered back.

"Don't touch me!" Another girl yelled with a high voice.

"Believe me blondie, nobody would want to!" Jinx jumped off the chair like a cat with a deviously happy expression. Amazing her moods could alter from one point to the next. She'd be sad one moment and happy the next, she'd be angry on one hand, and the other she would be calm. Jinx was running like a hot and cold machine on full blasted.

Jinx swung opened the curtains like she was about to address the audience for the grand premiere. Only to revealed naked ladies on the other side who jumped and screamed in fright.

"HELLO LADIES!" She extended her arms out comically. "Which bitch is gonna suck the most dicks tonight?! I bet Blueberry will!" She pointed at her with a stink eye. Jinx didn't like her. The girl can be seen rolling her eyes and she left looking her up and down. Jinx snorted at that as she even looked herself up and down.

"Honestly, never understood why women look at each other up and down?" She thought about it but still had to laugh. "Am I that sexy?" She asked in astonishment.

"I wouldn't get too cocky Jinxy." A girl emerges from the back doors. She made her way towards Jinx with a sway of the hips. She was busty in the boobs and butt like she can kick some ass. She had short black hair and glasses. The girl had a sexy school uniform on with a tight tie around her neck and a short plaid skirt. Jinx saw her holding her waitress outfit.

"Try not to get burger greasy and alcohol on it this time." She handed it to her. Jinx took it quickly as she looked it herself in excitement.

"No promises." She cringed a little knowing she'd probably ruin her outfit again.

"And for the love of Gods try not to crash into every corner on the tables, you know there's splitters." No matter how many times she'd told Jinx to watch for sharp edges, she always managed to bend over a table seductively and rip her whole chest open for the public. Her outfits kept getting snagged on things because she never payed attention. The girl has sewed it countless times.

"I don't know how much long that thing is gonna last if you keep tearing apart the stitches." She put her hands on her hips as her chewed her gum.

"Ahh Butter Cup, my sweet little Butter Cup." She chanted the girl's name in a whisper. "I can say your names a million times and it'll still make me hungry." Jinx swung her body back and forth like a child.

"Ditto." She said simply. "Now don't break this ok. It's not gonna last much longer anyways." She shrugged uninterested. "Either way, whatever, I can always make you something else." She was the costume designer in the place. She sewed, knitted, and cleaned all the outfits that the girls wore for the performances. Even she herself went out on stage if she was needed but mostly stayed in the large dressing rooms. She had a talent behind the scenes.

"Awww shucks! You spoil me so much, and I'll keep that shit in mind." She winked. "Anyways, how much do I owe ya?" Jinx smiled at the fixed dress in her hands.

"It's free, no charge." She said awkwardly. "Obviously." She looked confused herself.

"Good, cuz wasn't planning on paying." Good old Jinx never picked up one check. Wasn't her forte, she'd be the first to jump out the nearest window to make a quick exit. Jinx skipped passed her like a kid on easter looking for the gold egg. Butter Cup looked at her like it was just another day with the crackhead running loose again.

One of the girls came out from the curtain with a shiny tight top.

"This isn't fitting me Butter Cup!" The girly girl called for her. "It's too tight!"

"WELL THEN LOOSE SOME WEIGHT!" Jinx hollered at her and she ran into the girl's stall stealing it for herself. Butter Cup with took a sigh.

"I'M FAT?!" The girl screamed like it was the end of the world.

"No- No, you're not." She tried to calm her. Butter Cup could faintly hear Jinx say, 'Yes, She Is' in the distance.

"I'll fix it ok, get another pair of clothes for now and I'll measure you again after your session is over." Butter Cup took the outfit as the girl made her way to the other outfits. After seeing she had left, she turned to the curtains Jinx was in.

"Jinx." She said sternly but remain calm. It wasn't in her nature to raise her voice all that much. Suddenly Jinx quickly popped out her head through the black curtains.

"What? I saw her sneaking in a box of donuts again." She went back in quickly but came back out again just as fast. "Then she started crying… it was very funny." She left again and she wrestled with whatever the hell she was doing in there.

"You can't just say that it's going to break down their self-esteem." Her gum popped with a click.

"These girls have no self-esteem that's why they work here." Jinx said behind the curtains.

"Don't you work here?" She asked looking puzzled.

"No, correction." Jinx swung open the curtains with both hands. "I live here." She looked in the mirror. "But ya, I do work here too." She laughed to herself.

Jinx was wearing a corset around waist and with a low-cut tank top underneath it, it was all black and had funky little drawings spray painted with pink, purple, and green. Her skirt was tight and short, it was black leather. If she bent over, privacy would be nonexistent down there. Her hair was always braided, she liked the long sleekness of it when she walked.

Jinx quickly applied her black makeup and ruby red lips. She killed it that's for sure and she knew it.

"Well." She turned to Butter Cup. "Let's give the boys what they want." She smirked. Jinx quickly grabbed her leather belt that had two holsters on each side. Jinx picks up her own guns and put them on the sides.

"Are you really going to wear that thing? It's looks like you're going to war." Butter Cup as she wondered why Jinx would want to lug those things around all day.

"Because I look like a sexy undercover assassin." She smirked at her.

"But you are an assassin." She reminds her. Jinx did kill a lot of people; wouldn't that make her an assassin or just a crazy killer.

"Only on weekends." She waved her off. Jinx threw on her long black boots as she laced them up quickly.

"Did you hear about the new clients?" Butter Cup raise a sleek brow. "They have ownership too."

"Yes! And doofus and dingus over there got the prime spot!" She pointed at the girls in area of the makeup room. "BAH the new owners only a small piece of cake. There only using our warehouse space for their shitty weapons."

"Well, either way who cares as long as it has nothing to do with me." Butter Cup shrugged. "Your just mad because you didn't get to dance on a pole in front of the big dogs?" She asked.

"YES! And no, I mean- I uh, kinda forget hehe." She chuckled. "I was looking for parts I needed for my little friends and I just sidetracked again seeing a stand giving free sample cookies." Jinx was easily distracted when she saw something that interested her.

"Well, I know you love the poles, but you'll be fine." She consoled her with a pat on the back.

"Yeah, and once Cherri sees how much of a shitty stripper BlueBerry is she'll be begging me back in no time." She said with a smug face. Jinx knew it was only a matter of time before Cherri would beg her back. Jinx was number one in the books of being sexy and being crazy. She could play two sides of the card by day and night with a flick of a switch.

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Down by the water played loud music from a building above and below. Another strip club on the far side of the Lanes rested by the docks. It was massive in stature and had many purple lights glowing and giving the place its life. People dancing below with naked women in the pools. Men drinking and watching with predator eyes on anything that moved seductively.

Up on each level was a higher and higher rank of wealth. In the high mid-section of the building seeing through each massive window was naked women laying on tables and couches, pleasuring themselves for the man who watched. It was a private room and had the assassins inside.

The SlickJaws were in the room having sex, others watched the ladies makes circle around the golden poles. Finn sat at a table with ladies laying on him, they touched and caressed his chest and legs. He snorted the drugs that he laid out on the table with a loud obnoxious laugh.

"WHOA!" He breathed hard with sharp spasms in neck. "YES! That is the shit right there!" He took a little on his finger and put it under his top gums. He grabbed one of the hookers and licked her face as she giggled at the tickling of his bottom metal jaw.

"It tickles." She touched his jaw in a playful manner.

"Oh ya?" He raised a brow. "I wonder where else it might tickle." He looked at her exposing breasts and licked them clean of drugs. He was on a high right now as the drugs intoxicated his brain and way of thinking. Not to say he wasn't entirely oblivious; he took his men and himself to this new hotspot and see if they want a piece of the action. They went to another Strip Club before this one by the deepest part of the Underworld. They made partner there, not only were they there newest and biggest clients, but they also bought a few percentage of the club. It was good to have access to places such as clubs, easy to make a quick escape. No one would suspect a gang hiding in a titty bar from the A.G Police.

Plus, there weapons would be sent there if needed for backup. Having a side partnership was a big advantage, not by much, that elf lady drives a hard bargain to convince, but throwing a big bag of cash down might muddy things up a bit. Now, they found another place to consider getting a piece of the action. It was by the water too, which would be a huge advantage to have the loading docks sneak in and out without being spotted. Finn didn't wish to tell anyone what he was doing at the moment, he wanted to keep it under wraps. Especially from the big boss, he didn't need him breathing down his neck. No one was loyal or even bothered to show respect, they could just easily fake it and get away with stabbing someone in the back.

"Let's get this party started bitches!" Finn hollered over the loud music as the women laughed. They were all getting paid, immensely. Finn continued to snort his drugs and laughed on his high.

Suddenly from behind the entrance doors opened wide with such force. Sevika kicked open the doors in one go. The music was so loud, but everyone heard except for Finn as he remained occupied. One of the assassins saw and quickly pulled out his gun but Sevika and her men were faster. With no hesitation they shot on sight. Along with the others who dared challenge them.

The women screamed in fright and backed away from the killings. Blood splatter on the golden floors. The other Assassin's weren't bold enough to move a muscle as they froze and stayed out of there lain. Astonishingly Finn didn't notice a thing.

"YEAH! SCREAM FOR ME BABY!" He coughed getting the white powder on his face and tried wiping it off.

The music suddenly stopped playing with a screech. It was too quiet suddenly. The other thing that could be heard was footsteps echoing into the room. Finn looked up utterly confused and slightly irritated.

"Hey! What happened to the mus-?

Finns faces got slammed onto the table by Sevika. His head and neck planted on surface. The white powder poofs into the air and lands on the floor.

"The fa- What the fuck is this?!" He hollered as his face is being smooshed hard against the table. His metal jaw was starting to make a cracking sound from the intense pressure. He couldn't see the corporate.

"Hey! Watch the jaw asshole!" He struggled to shout. "Do you even know who I am you fuck!" He rambled nonsensically.

Everyone in the room was backing up with panic now as they saw the tall lean man approaching with his head tilted slightly higher then the rest.

Silco strolled by with his hands folded behind his back. Making his way around gracefully without even meaning to do so. Finn quickly sees its Silco. He was also concealing fright even he didn't want to admit. He played it off like he always had to get out of these dangerous situations.

"Oh shit- HEY! My man Silco!" He beamed trying to catch his attention. The position of his head made it hard to see Silco's moving figure. "What's goin on right now I didn- "a gun was pointed at him grazing his short hair lines.

"Don't speak unless spoken to." Sevika stated calmly with her harsh features.

Silco looked about the room unimpressed. Silco just rolled his eyes at the tatty gold room. So, this is where he decides to hide and leisure instead of pursuing business, Silco thought to himself, how pathetic. He worked for Silco when asked, there were no objections or excuses. Occupation was the primary task at hand and if you got the assignment done right, they'd see you as worthy of a job. Finn was failing miserably at that and Silco hadn't the time to play games. He had a goal he wished to archive, and by Gods he won't let another insufferable weak man interrupt his bidding.

Silco even called himself foolish enough to compensate the worthless SlickJaws. They were not rightful for such a high-ranking position of Assassin's. If his own men can kill there so highly trained professional with one shot to the head, that could only mean one thing in Silco's book. He was indeed dissatisfied and somehow still managed to maintain such a calming presence. Quickly spotting the whores cowering in the corners and hiding behind any object they could find. All half naked, shocked and scared at the unexpected violent intrusion.

"Ladies." Silco called to them like a gentleman. "This will be your only chance of escaping; I'd take it if I were you." He gave them a chance and they accepted it without questioning.

They stood all together fast as some held hands and the others sprinted out holding there extremely high heels. Silco let them pass unharmed, as he had no quarrel with them. The doors slammed shut and the room had become deathly quiet. Silco's back faced them all. There were no lights on, it was very dim. He looked out the large windows as the moon was still raising from beyond the water. The moon was the only source of light giving off a milky hue on Silco's rough features.

"So, I presume this where my money went?" He was displeased with the sights of filthy pleasure around the room and drugs spread about the area.

Even he could admit, Silco was not innocent either with his own urges and demons. The Angel wasn't always there to protect you from beguilement, but Zaun needed her children to remain strong and resist becoming feeble.

"N-no I- "Finn stopped as the gun cocked with a loud sound against his head. It shut him up fast from remembering the previous warning. Silco wasn't happy at all at this point of his mission.

"I required your services, and I received nothing in return. I paid you handsomely… mind you, and you thought my business wasn't worth you and your lacking assassin's time." His dark eye glowed with mischief. "Pray tell why you felt the need to be…. entertained like a child receiving their first toy, rather than protect my precious cargo." He gave Sevika a glance, she directly eased up a tad with the position to the gun. Finn felt it leave his skull.

"Silo, I know it looks bad." He breathed with a little pant.

"It is, I didn't notice." Silco let the sarcasm slip out between his lips.

"We thought your crew could handle it; we didn't know it would go south just because we didn't show up on the scene!" Finn exhaled. "Why did you hire us if your men couldn't get the job done right!" He challenged him; the entire situation was deflected onto Silco and his intelligence like he was at fault. Silco could almost feel himself laugh at the oaf.

"Oh, how a peculiar mindset can interpretate things so differently from actual reality." He shook his head with a small smirk finding it all quite humorous. He turned away from the window and looked down at the weak man.

"My men are capable but not up for discussion." He quickly shut it down. He wouldn't be sucked into such madness. "But what I would like to discuss is…" He leaned down slightly at the man.

"As to why I should let you live." His voice sounded like death itself. He held no emotion whatsoever.

"And if you are stupid enough as to lie to me… I can't promise what I might do your face." Silco pulled out a thick long knife. Finn eyes widen slightly at the moons light reflecting off it. "I know how insolent you can be." Silco finger traced over the sharp blade. He taunted him with fear and soon to fill him with searing mind-numbing pain.

"Alright alright!" Finn bursted aloud. "We didn't show up to protect the cargo! We spit and took the money." He rolled his eyes in defeat.

"Your incompetent." Silco spat at him. "You lack the strength a real assassin would accomplish. Without the means of behaving like a child." Silco put the knife to his temple. Finn body shook a little at the tip of the steel. Sevika held the man in place as he tried to move away.

"Silco wai- wait ok, we can work this out- "The blade pressed a little harder drawing blood.

"I'm afraid we cannot Finn." His calming tone was scary to hear.

"LISTEN! We got something in the works!"

"You never maintained to work on anything except your little amusement." Silco referred to the horrid mess around the massive room.

"We're expanding our military into local establishments for the new shipments of weapons!" Silco quickly stopped pressing the blade to his temple. He eyed him suspiciously at what he just said.

"What are you blabbering on about." He sneered down at the man. "No one exceeds a smuggle of new weaponry without me knowing it's whereabouts."

"That's why we're here!" Finn told him as he maneuvered. Silco looked at Sevika with a nod as he backed away slightly. Finn was suddenly hurled up and pressed his back against the chair.

"Better start making sense." Sevika added as he took the gun away. Finn straightens a bit.

"We were going to keep it under wraps but… we've been looking for locations the A.G wouldn't find the time of day to bother entering. Especially down here." He paused a moment. "So, we found a few places and paid them off to get our shipments delivered to their place and we even own a percentage of each business." It was like pulling teeth for Silco. He couldn't just get the full-on answer he needed before killing the imbecile.

"Care to tell me the establishment the money went to." Silco's teeth clenched as his muscles popped out his jaw. Finn grinned at him and Silco eyes immediately narrowed at the man's smugness.

"I'm surprised you don't already know." He smirked. "It's one of your favorite places." He almost teased him.

"Spill it now before I lose interest and decide to cut out your tongue." Silco wasn't in the mood for the childish games he so despised.

"A titty bar is going to be taking in our fine asses and they generously gave my man a good time." He laughed aloud at Silco's stone cold face. He knew Finn wanted another rise out of him, and by Gods Silco would slit his own throat before giving into the man's game. Silco straighten his back with his hands folded behind his back.

"I will not be subjected or tide to a brothel around my neck when dealing with my shipments." He said with distaste. "I won't indulge business with pleasure."

"Yeahhh well, it's kinda too late for that ain't it?" Finn's smug face gave Silco every reason to punch it. Still, he subdued with mood with a clench of the fists. His knuckles turned white from the tension. He thought on it for a moment and prevailed on the situation. Releasing his tight grasp, he endured the rage that fester within him. His face looked undisturbed as he spoke.

"Well, it seems I own a brothel."

"Wai-what no you don't! I bought it- "

"With my money." Silco interrupted with a small chuckle. "I don't recall you finishing a job at my request. So, the way I see it, I'm merely here to retrieve what you stole from me, isn't that right?" He smirked as he turned away towards the window.

"Hey, listen asshole you're not gonna take my business away! I got shipments coming in a week! "He began to walk towards him ready to fight. "Over my dead bod-"suddenly Silco crew all had their guns taken out and aimed directly at foolish Finn.

"That can be arranged if you'd like?" Silco didn't bother to turn. He could see the beautiful image in his head already.

"I'll claim your shipments as replacement for my own destroyed cargo. Each shipment that goes through Zaun, will have to go through me, if it wishes to see the consumer." Silco smirked devilishly as he always got the upper hand. He was too smart and cunning for these meat heads.

"Now, are we going to have a problem?" The guns could be heard being cocked aloud for all to hear.

Finn face held silent fury, but he didn't dare say anything. Silco breathed out a snicker.

"Wonderful." Silco was pleased for once. The outcome of this was staggering but to say the least helpful in a way. Now Silco had new material that was generously gifted by the SlickJaws.

"Now, assuming we won't have another mishap." He eyed Finn. "You may raise, if and only if… you never betray me again." Finn didn't stand for a moment thinking quickly on the matter. He could always kill Silco himself right there on the spot, but the outcome could be dire. It could strike up a war on the Lanes and by Gods it was already tough enough out there. Finn would wait, even if it took years, one screw up was all it took for Silco to achieve, and Finn could gain the followers to follow his lead. Finn stood from his seat facing Silco.

"Never." He said with a shake of the head. "Loyalty is key of course." Finn kissed Silco's ass on the choice of words. You could never fool a wolf though.

"Good." Silco walked around him to the doors with ease. "Also, don't bother with the brothel, it's not yours to leisure."

"What the fuck! No way! That's me and my men's spot!" Finn was infuriated. Silco reached the doors but before exiting he turned to Finn's annoyed face slightly. Oh, how Silco loved the mood he put Finn in.

"Perhaps I didn't make myself clear." He scoffed silently. "YOU are not welcomed, but your men are." He smirked with success and Sevika did the same with a laugh. The doors were busted open for Silco and he exited like a King.