So I had a couple of days off and I did promise an update as soon as possible so I figured why not a Christmas present for you all.
Prepare for a bit of an emotional chapter guys!
Beca's phone rings as the Bellas finish arguing over their 'on three or after three debacle.' She steps away noticing the contact.
"Sir." She answers, keeping an eye on her surroundings to make sure no one hears the conversation that is about to unfold.
"Azrael, how goes your mission?" Michael asks. Beca takes the second to glance at Chloe noticing the redhead is already staring at her. The two share a small smile each before Beca returns to the phone call.
"The mission is going smoothly Sir. What can I do for you?" Beca asks, attempting to finish the conversation as soon as possible before Aubrey or Chloe get curious.
"I'm guessing that your hastiness to end this phone call means you are around people. Very good Azrael. My reason for calling is there is a new mark I wish for you to kill. I want no witnesses whatsoever. Understood?" Michael asks.
"Yes Sir, no witnesses. Please send me through the details and it will be done." Beca replies. She practically hears Michael smile on the other end of the phone.
"All the details are sent. Report back to me when you have completed the mark. hzaan saeidaan fi muhimmatikim. (Good luck in your mission.)" Michael adds before hanging up.
"Who was that?" Beca spins around to find Stacie standing behind her.
"No one just a wrong number." Beca responds automatically, knowing what to say in case someone hears anything like Stacie may have.
"Okay then well Aubrey wants to talk to you. If you want, after you can come around to my place." Stacie says with a sly wink. The corner of Beca's mouth turning up at the attempt.
"I'd love to but it will be late. I have something to do tonight." Beca replies and Stacie nods her head before leaning in close, her hand resting on Beca's waist.
"I'll keep the window open for you." Stacie whispers, Beca feeling the taller brunette's breath against her ear before she pulls away. Beca nods with a smirk before Stacie walks away, the whole exchange seen by a certain redhead, and Beca knew it. Beca wanted to see how far she could push Chloe to open up but first she needed to get Chloe jealous.
"Hi Aubrey. You wanted to talk?" Beca approaches where the two captains were standing and discussing their performance that night. Beca's gaze shifts to Chloe but Chloe looks away immediately. Beca sensing the anger in the redhead.
"I'll leave you two to talk. Please don't kill each other." Chloe finally says before leaving the pool, leaving the assassin with the dictator.
"What did you want to talk about?" Beca asks after the long silence that had fallen once Chloe left.
"I – uh – I wanted to apologise for being hard on you. I've been hard on everyone but you in particular and you've only been nice. You helped me with Jesse and took me home after that party. You've just been trying and all I've been doing is finding a reason to hate you so I'm sorry." Aubrey struggles to get out. Beca was expecting this but it still took her aback for a moment to hear Aubrey apologise.
"Wow, um I don't know what to say." Beca says aloud but in her mind she wanted to tell Aubrey to shove her apology because she didn't give a damn about her or any of the Bellas for that matter but she had to keep the act up which was starting to both annoy her and tire her.
"Thank you and I forgive you. I just never really fit in before and I kind of feel like I do here and in this group and I'll be more dedicated in the future. You have my word." Beca nods with a small smile and Aubrey starts to understand, knowing how Beca felt even if it was all an act to Beca. The blonde just nods before turning to leave. Beca turns to leave as well when Aubrey's voice stops her.
"If you really do like Chloe, you won't go to Stacie's either. She has it bad for you and I know you feel something for her too. Just don't hurt my best friend please." Aubrey states before leaving, allowing Beca to process the words that the blonde had just said. She stared around at the empty pool. It was just her and the crescent moon above her.
"You are Azrael, Azrael is you. You bring death to those who deserve it. The angel, you are the angel of death." Beca whispers to herself as she gets dressed into her assassin's outfit. After the riff-off, she had gone home to research her mark that Michael emailed her, she also noticed $2,500 in her bank account, along with a note from Michael that said 'another $2,500 when the target is dead. High priority and remember… No Witnesses.' Beca looks up the target, Gary Simmons, 44 years old, Police Officer, that has been accepting bribes, committing police brutality, making false witness statements and is under investigation for four sexual assaults. Gary is divorced and has two daughters aged 15 and 19 that live with him. All crimes he committed didn't have enough evidence to charge him but he has been stripped of his badge until the investigations are over. The League had obviously found out that he had committed the crimes otherwise Beca wouldn't have this mark given to her which meant that he did rape the four girls.
"No woman should have to suffer at the hands of men." Beca says to herself as she rolls out her weapons on the bed, grabbing her throwing knives and placing them in their holsters along her knife belts, running along her sides. She grabs out her two swords and flicks them over her shoulders and into the holsters on her back. Finally she gets her signature method of kill, one of the many vials of poison, a combination of arsenic and snake venom. She places it in her last pouch before throwing her hood of her head and exiting through the room window.
Beca watches over the house of Gary Simmons, she observes that his office light is on along with the two daughters room lights according to the layout on Beca's blueprint. She looks down at her watch and notices it is nearly midnight. She glances up again to see the two daughters room lights switched off and she lets out the breath she didn't know she was holding in before putting on her mask and shutting her eyes, becoming who she really was, becoming the angel of death.
"I am Azrael, Azrael is me." Beca says before opening her eyes and her focus falls completely on the target. She makes her way silently out of the front yard and toward the house. Azrael makes her way to the back patio and climbs up to the second floor without making a sound. She peeks into the study window and finds that her target is not in there. She hears a noise from downstairs in the kitchen and works out that Simmons is downstairs. Azrael opens the window and creeps into the house, making her way down to the kitchen where her target was eating.
Gary Simmons was sitting at the dining table, eating a sandwich as Azrael peeks her head around the corner. The light for the kitchen was on but not in the dining area which was both easier and more difficult, her approach would be noticed but if she could get past without alerting him or even draw him into the dark areas of the house.
"Dad." A voice calls out followed by the banging of footsteps on wood. One of Simmons' daughters was coming downstairs which made things harder for Azrael yet again.
"Yes sweetheart." Simmons calls out to his 15 year old daughter Ebony.
"I can't sleep. I'm worried about you. All this stress with the investigations, the threats. I don't want you to die or go to prison, we know you didn't do it." Ebony stresses as she sits down next to her father.
"Ebs, I know you're worried but I have my gun and no one will be getting near us." Gary says as he puts his hand to his weapon right next to his plate.
"Go back to bed honey and I will speak to you and your sister in the morning." Gary adds before getting up with his empty plate and taking it into the kitchen.
"Okay Dad, goodnight." Ebony calls out as she heads back upstairs. Azrael turns back to the task at hand, noticing Gary was facing his back toward her so she moves slowly, pulling her sword silently from her sheath. As she stops directly behind Gary, she pierces the blade through his chest, covering his mouth to prevent him from crying out. Certain that he won't scream, she releases her hand from his mouth and lets him drop to the floor with a thud. Azrael bends down next to him, reaching around to one of her knives.
"Did you do it? Did you do what you are accused of?" Azrael asks. Gary simply stares wide-eyed at his attacker before a small stream of blood escapes his mouth as he smiles.
"Of course I did, and I would do it again." He half laughs- half coughs before taking his last breath. Azrael stands up and glances down at her kill.
"Dad." Azrael hears behind her as she turns around she notices someone she knew. Denise Simmons was in the Barden Bellas with her. Azrael had studied the target but not looked into the daughters. The words of Michael pound through her mind, 'no witnesses', so Azrael takes her knife and throws it, watching as the blade pierces Ebony's throat as she makes her way down the stairs. Azrael turns back to Denise who has gone into shock seeing her family dead. Azrael watches and feels as her emotions start to break through. She had known Denise for weeks and rehearsed with her.
"Please, please don't kill me." Denise pleads with the killer. Azrael takes a deep breath before in one swift motion, grabs one of her knives and throws it at Denise, the knife plunging into Denise's throat. Azrael watches on as Denise tries to breath and cry out but the only action that happens is blood pouring from where the knife was still stuck. Once Denise was dead, Azrael bends down and shuts Denise's eyes.
"Qad tajid alssalam fi alealam almuqbil. arqud fi salam ya sadiqi. (May you find peace in the next world. Rest in Peace my friend.)" Azrael states in Arabic before pulling the knife out of Denise's throat. She moves over to Ebony's body and does the same. Azrael then cleans the house of any possible evidence, switches off the lights and leaves.
When Beca arrives back at her dorm room, she pulls off her mask and removes her weapons before sitting down on her bed. She looks down at her hands to find that they are shaking. She had just killed a friend of hers, someone who was in the Bellas with her. Beca gets her phone out and calls Michael.
"Azrael, I trust you were successful?" Michael answers. Beca shuts her eyes and takes a deep breath.
"Yes Sir, I was successful, Gary Simmons and his two daughters are dead. No witnesses right?" Beca replies.
"Very well done Azrael. I always knew you would do it, especially after knowing what he was targeted for." Michael smiles. Beca just nods her head.
"Yeah he deserved it Sir but I have to be somewhere regarding the Beale mission. I just wanted to let you know of my success in this mission." Beca tries to get off the phone as fast as possible.
"Very Well Azrael. I will call to hear of your progress in the next week." Michael says before hanging up, leaving Beca back to her thoughts. It is then she realises that there is a tear running down her cheek. She moves her finger and quickly wipes the tear away but before she realises it, she bursts into tears before getting changed and leaving her room, her body in auto-pilot and not even realising where she is going.
Beca knocks on the door, still crying but not knowing why. As she turns to leave, the door opens.
"Beca, its three in the morning. What are you doing here and why are you crying? Are you okay?"
"I just… I really need you right now." Beca cries into the home owner's shoulder.
So there you have it. Azrael is falling apart slowly.
Denise's death will plague Beca a bit but the two real questions are… Who did Beca go to? Stacie or Chloe? And second, who will find out about Beca at the end of the next chapter?!
Merry Christmas to all my readers and followers! I will try update again ASAP but I got a busy week, couple of New Years DJ gigs and my usual job so I will do my best.
One Love Guys!