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Chapter 17

Aversion

Fate's POV.

Linith and I are both walking side by side to the Thunder Rage club. We do not have much time. Nanoha and Hayate want to meet at ten o'clock and Regius is supposed to be there at nine thirty. The club only opens a little after 9:00pm. Our time frame for planning at the scene is very small but possible. Linith is clearly nervous.

"Fate, are you sure about this?" Linith asks me for the hundredth time since Nanoha and Hayate left.

"I have confidence in our abilities." Failure is not an option. I will make mother smile again. She will be happy again.

"This is just a completely different mission." She says with a hint of anxiousness. "This must be the place rather this must be the long line to get into the place."

We stop just behind what appears to be a long line of people awaiting access into the club.

"Wow it must be popular!" Linith exclaims as she pops her head out of the line to see how far til the entrance. "Fortunately it isn't too long and we are nice and early. Looks like the bouncer is giving people entering something; can't see what it is though. Check out his hair! I have never seen hair like that on a guy. Fate have you seen the bouncers hair?" I take a peek. Indeed it is long, rivalling mine, and from the looks of it very soft and silky. This must be what Hayate was telling me about some men associated with this genre having "hair to be jealous of" as she put it.

"I'd love to touch it." Linith adds in a dream like state.

"Maybe you should ask him." She looks at me with big eyes as if I suggested she kiss him.

"Are you nuts, have you seen the size of him? I will get Hayate to ask haha that is what I will do." She sighs deeply. I turn to look at her. "We have a job to do and here I am admiring someone's hair." Her eyes are downcast in shame.

"We need a plan of attack." Linith says with much more determination. "Unfortunately we can only really do so once we get to see the inside of this place." She shakes her head. "I have a bad feeling about the target. Not to mention the amount of people present. Fate," I look at her. "They will no doubt have guns. You must be careful."

I nod back in response. Linith has always worried about my safety in missions, fussing over the tiniest scratch in contrast to mother who always says that if I do not put my sweat and particularly blood in it then I didn't try hard enough.

Linith is right though I do need to be careful as they will be so many people there as well as Nanoha…

The rest of our wait is done in silence.

My thoughts take me to Nanoha. They seem to be doing a lot of that lately. I thought I would only have room for mother's happiness as that is my sole purpose but her face and laugh penetrate and infect my mind. Why? And what happened this afternoon? Thank goodness Hayate interrupted us. I was about to… touch and hold her. A shiver runs down my spine. The tension in the air was unlike anything I have ever experienced. What was the feeling? What am I thinking? Oh God I need to focus. I am so pathetic. Mother is counting on me and I'm letting my thoughts wonder. Fate you are still so weak. Weak and useless. Weak and useless. Focus Fate. Mother expects results.

As we make it to the front of the line the bouncer looks us up and down and hands us both something.

"Tonight's theme is dark masquerade." He says as he steps aside and lets us enter.

Dark masquerade? We walk up a set of stairs and look at what the bouncer has given us. Linith and I both hold it out. It seems to be a mask that covers around the eyes, the top part of the cheeks and covers the bridge of the nose. Mine is maroon and Linith's is black. We look at each other questionably and continue up the stairs. At the very top I notice another door. As we reach it I extend my arm and push it open. Linith and I are instantly hit with the blast of music.

"Wow! This is the world's most amazing door for containing the music within it." Linith trying to be heard above the music shouts at me. I nod in agreement. We didn't hear very much from the street. I listen to the music and pick up a few lyrics here and there. I quite enjoy it. What did Hayate call it again? Metal I think.

I look around the place. The lighting is dim. There are quite a few people and most have their masks on. I notice that the masks are of various colour ranges. Right in the centre of the club is a circular bar with painted lightning bolts coming down from the ceiling along pillars strategically positioned around it. There are several bartenders attending to customers. They are also wearing masks that cover only one side of their face and are of the same colour as the lightning bolts painted on the pillars.

I look to my left and see what appears to be a sort of fairly large dance area with scattered tall black stools and tables pushed up against the walls. There is a stage at the uttermost left with gear being readied for what I assume would be for the band tonight. The colour scheme on the walls and ceiling make it look like a violent storm is about to break out- greys, blues and black mixing in turmoil with more lightning bolts crisscrossing the walls.

On the right seems to be the socialising area. Here there are black leather couches and seats with low tables. The wall on this side is painted with an assortment of different shades of reds, oranges and blues to depict flames blowing in the wind from the storm on the other side of the room. It has a less tumultuous feeling compared to the other side and feels psychologically warmer from the colours but with an edge of chaos still. I notice the painted flames converge to an actual fireplace with a real fire burning within it. Both sides converge in a violent clash of colours in the middle.

From the right side I look up and see an upstairs area overlooking the entrance, the entire dance floor, stage and bar. Stars are painted all over the walls and ceiling there giving the impression that people up there are above the storm clouds. I assume there must be seats found up there as well.

I notice that immediately to our right is the sign for the bathrooms followed by a flight of stairs leading to what I presume is the top area. I look at my watch. 21:17. Good. I place the mask over my eyes and look back to Linith.

"I am going to that vantage point." I say as I point to the upstairs area. "I will be able to see when he enters from there."

"I will join you." She replies as she puts her own black mask on.

We make our way to the top floor and move to where the balcony overlooks the entrance. I lean against the railing and peer down. There are more people filling the place. I hope this guy won't be late. I notice that most are dressed the way I am, in black. The Project lets the Experiments wear what they want to better blend in society. I fit right in here at Thunder Rage. I can see why Hayate said I would like it. I do.

"He better be on time." Linith says as she leans next to me against the railing.

"Or early." I say whilst nudging her with my elbow to look at the entrance. Several men in suits are walking in followed by a short stocky man with a trimmed beared and a smug look on his face. This must be the guy. I notice more men following behind him. He has brought a big party with him. I wonder who he is. Ten bodyguards in total. He must be real paranoid. Eight of his men take positions all around the club whilst two just as mother said are by his side.

I watch as Regius looks around. His eyes scanning for anything out of the ordinary or simply scanning for fresh meat. He makes eye contact with me and I hold his gaze. A plan has instantly struck my mind. He smirks, leans next to one of his bodyguards and says something to him. The bodyguard nods to whatever he has said and looks up at me.

"He may be on to us." Linith comments.

I watch as Regius sits on one of the leather couches positioned in a rather secluded area away from the rest of the seating area.

"Not quite." I finally answer Linith. I push off of the railing and take my black leather jacket off handing it to Linith who looks at me quizzically. I pull the hair tie out of my hair and give my blonde mane a shake.

"How do I look?" I ask Linith.

"Sexy but I don't understand."

"You will." I smile at her. Just as I say that what I assume is a waitress approaches us with a tray held up in her left hand and a colourful looking drink on top of it. She has the same half mask as the bartenders have.

"Compliments of a gentleman downstairs." She says as she extends her tray towards me.

I smile and take the drink. "Thank you" and with that the waitress turns to leave. I hear the band making an announcement about their first song and then the entire club seems to come alive with the sound of their instruments and the haunting voice of the female vocalist.

Time to get this over and done with.

"I will complete the mission." And with that I turn and head down stairs.

Downstairs I briefly glance up and see Linith watching me. I look back to where Regius is sitting. He is also watching me intently. My lips lift on one side in a predatory smile. I narrow my eye at him and deliberately sway my hips as I make my way to him. Regius licks his lips. His eyes are devouring every inch of my body.

I am doing this for mother. I am doing this for mother. I am doing this for mother I say as a mantra in my head.

I stop in front of the bodyguards. One of them turns to look at Regius and nods upon getting a silent order. He steps towards me, takes my drink and gives it to his fellow guard to hold. Then comes up behind me and places his hands on my waist. Just like the pervert on the train I can feel the smirk radiating from him. He slowly pats me down to feel for weapons. I do not flinch and maintain my eyes on Regius who seems to be taking great pleasure in this.

The bodyguard slides his hands down both my legs then back up taking his sweet time. Finally he nods to Regius who is still sitting there like a king, then steps back. The other bodyguard hands me back my drink.

"So sexy what brings you here?"

I reply with a smirk "Some fun."

"Hahaha I knew there was something about you when I saw you. I have a talent for spotting freaky girls." This is unlike any other mission I have ever done. I have never interacted this much with the targets that all had seemed to be decent human beings but this guy is completely different. Something about him reminds me of Jail.

"Is that so?" I say as I take a step towards him.

"Usually they lack all confidence and break by the time I am done with them. You see I tend to be a little too passionate and they can't sustain it hahaha. Tell me my confident little vixen, will you break?" What a vile man.

"You can't break something that's already been broken."

"Jaded are we? Hmmm I have never been with a girl such as you." Regius leans forward. His slimy hand rubs his chin as if thinking of the possibilities. I want to pound his head against the wall for every girl he has hurt but settle with putting my drink down on the table. My orders are clear and unfortunately don't involve pummelling him.

"Then," I say as I take another step towards him, "You have no idea what you are missing."

"Hahaha show me." The lust evident and dripping in his voice.

I close my eyes and listen to the beat of the music. I start to move my body to the rhythm of the current song. I lift my hands above my head and sway my hips as seductively as possible. I open my eyes. I notice both bodyguards are watching me as well. I feel dirty and disgusting but then again this is my world. This is where I belong. I am just as vile as them.

I spread my legs a little and continue swaying with the music. I trail the back of my right hand along the right side of my body, letting the back of my fingers follow every curve from my breast to my hip whilst my left hand sensually goes from the top of my head to my neck, holding onto my left shoulder, scratching down to eventually rest atop my left breast. I take another step forward and place my left foot between his legs and lean forward.

His hands greedily touch my leg. I can feel my spine shiver in disgust. I bring one of my hands and place it over one of his and without warning twist it. Taken aback he hisses in pain and looks at me with anger and pleasure plainly visible. His bodyguards take a step towards me but are stopped by his free hand being held open in front of us.

"You aren't afraid of a little pain are you?" I sadistically say to him.

"Hahaha I see I may have finally met my match."

"I don't think you could handle me." I reply back as I place my finger against his chest and push him back into the couch. I shift my leg that is between his thighs and place my boot down lightly on his crotch. If its pain he likes it is pain I will give him. I press my foot down and see him squirm in obvious pain and twistingly smile in delight.

I remove my boot and place my knees on either side of him as I straddle him. Regius is regelling in the attention as is evident by the bulge between his legs. His hands roughly grab my hips and he pulls me towards him. I have to stop my involuntary reflexes to distance myself from him and the feeling of his erection on my crotch. If it is even possible I feel even dirtier than ever.

I place my arms on either side of his head, on top of his shoulders and lean in. I can smell the bitter stench of tobacco and sweat. He tilts his head slightly in anticipation whilst strengthening his grip on my hips. My lips reach his earlobe where I breathe in before whispering into his ear.

"I have a message for you: Regius you have been very very naughty. We are everywhere and we are always watching. I trust you know the meaning of it." I lean away. Regius is still as he seems to be processing the information I have just given him. I stay rooted in place just in case he reacts aggressively and I need to control the situation.

"Hahahahaha I should have known." He suddenly bellows out. "As always I am impressed with the Projects methods. This one has left me wanting even more." He growls. "I understand the meaning perfectly." I take this opportunity to get off him when he leans in towards me, digging his fingers painfully into my waist. "What a pity I would have enjoyed hearing you scream in agony my little vixen but there is always next time." With that he releases his hold on me and I move away to stand in front of him.

"The only thing you will hear is the sound of my boot crushing your skull you sick bastard." At this the two bodyguards are on either side of me ready to take action at their boss' orders.

"Promises, promises." Regius stands up and walks towards me. "This was fun. I look forward to our next encounter." With that he walks passed me. The eight bodyguards seem to come out of the wood work and follow him out of the club.

I sigh in relief and momentarily close my eyes. Thankfully the mission is over. What a creep. I wonder what his involvement is with the Project. I shut my eyes even tighter and try rid myself of the feeling of his hands on my body. My own hands cross and hug my hips. I am disgusting. This is for mother. It is all for her.

I take one long breath in and hold it for a few seconds before exhaling. I let the music wash over me. I open my eyes and am instantly faced with breathtaking blue. Nanoha! I had completely forgotten. How much did she see?

To be continued…