Chapter 24: Against the Wall in Blood
(Opening A/N: I'd like to personally thank both Chance Green G King along with 6741 Black Powerpuff for their support against the Troll guest that keeps bombing me, and let me take a moment to address the bitch troll guest. If I had $500 for every time you mentioned "Rape fantasies," me "Needing mental help" or me being a "Sexist," which is really fucking original, I'd be pretty fucking rich right about now, but also when you told me to grow a pair, no need. I was born with a set, and that's like asking a watermelon patch to grow a pair of tomatoes. So, why don't you do yourself a favor, and stop harassing me with all of these stupid bombing reviews, let alone... take all of those reviews and blow it out your ass? Like I said, I'm deleting your reviews because they're nothing but complete and utter garbage and I have no need to read whatever garbage you're sending me. Plus, here's a quote from Balalaika: "I'm the best at what I do, and I do best...isn't very nice." Also if you're going to be disrespectful to me...then expect no respect from me you ungrateful troll! Anyway to all of those who *earn* my respect I hope you guys enjoy the next chapter.)
[Roanapur docks, Crack of Dawn…]
So this was it, we were going to meet the guys that screwed over our boss, luckily I had a huge thermos full of coffee. What would go good with some hot coffee? Why Bailey's Irish Cream whiskey of course. As soon as I opened the door and about to head out to get the bottle of Bailey's from the trunk, Revy sat there quiet as a mouse. What was going through that woman's mind? On second thought, don't wanna know.
"Where ya going?" Revy asked, it was about time she asked me something.
"I'm going to get some Bailey's for the coffee. In fact, I got a full unopened bottle in the trunk." I answered, I then took the keys from the ignition and made my way to the trunk.
Just then out of the blue, Brondo, Garcia, Roberta, and Fabiola rolled up behind me. Brondo honked the horn twice and jumped the living crap out of me.
"Jesus christ! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" I asked, and Brondo got out along with Garcia and the girls.
"So what are you doing out here? Besides looking pretty for your girlfriend." Brondo said, and I opened the trunk grabbing the bottle of Irish cream whiskey.
So I handed Brondo the bottle to Brondo and went to the front grabbing the thermos of coffee. Brondo couldn't resist, so he decided to take a small sip of the alcohol.
"How about some for the coffee?" I asked, he then handed me the bottle and I began pouring the alcoholic cream into the coffee, but knowing my mentor, he pretty much wanted me to add half the bottle in there. (Great, I'm going to be feeling my liver after the first sip.) I thought, knowing how much he likes alcohol.
"Here, let me see that." Brondo said, as I handed him the Irish cream whiskey and the thermos of coffee.
He then pours half the bottle of Bailey's in there, I mean, that is a lot of alcohol for something that has a lesser amount of non-alcoholic beverage in it. I mean when I had my 21st birthday, I had a Captain Morgan's and Coke, and somehow, the rum was more than the soda. Oh, I was doing good after that first drink. But yeah, good times. And it turns out, that the businessmen are a little late as usual. But still we needed to get ready, I still had my Glocks with me, but I also brought a pair of Desert Eagles with me in case I needed to make this fight more personal. Plus we had a collar laced with a small amount of plastic explosives powerful enough to decapitate her head from her neck. Now it was time to add the finishing touches, I placed an earpiece that can alter my voice as that of a computer's or a robot's voice.
"Test, test, 1, 2, test, test, 1, 2. Can you guys hear me?" I asked in a robotic voice and the group nodded knowing that the voice synthesizer worked.
I then slid on my mask and a pair of prescription sunglasses, Brondo had the businesswoman placed in the trunk of his car, and he pulls her out as she had a burlap sack over her head but under it, she was blindfolded, and Brondo had her hands tied together with plastic straps. Oh, we meant business, and Rock also had Jason and Sora on a pair of anti-tank rifles in case some idiot decided to pull a gun on us. And they were sitting on the roof of a building behind us. When the sun came up, the Kageyama, the former boss of Rock showed up with some armed men at his side. I had the detonator in my right hand and a .50 caliber Desert Eagel in my left hand. Wally showed up with Balalaika and Boris, and Brondo grabbed the woman and guided her to the center of the trade off.
"You know we could have you shot on sight right now, but right now we came for our top associate." Kageyama said, and I had a smirk on my face, but it was hidden by the mask I was wearing.
"Let me make one thing perfectly clear, if any of you fucktards try to shoot me, I'll press this button on the detonator, the chick has ten seconds before the collar explodes and she dies. And when she dies, the deal is off." I stated, keeping my itchy thumb on the button, then I pulled out a walkie-talkie and informed the snipers to make sure that if any asshole tries to shoot at us would be met with a power anti-material bullet before they even get a shot. "You guys know what to do? If any of these cocksuckers try to shoot us, blast them to hell." I said to Jason and Sora who aimed their rifles at the armed men along with having their index fingers curled on their triggers making sure that no one gets the drop on us.
So, Jason and Sora both turned on a pair of laser sights then had them pointing at two of the armed men. But I noticed that the businesswoman had a cellphone and one of the contacts was Sergei Yaznokov. Was she making some kind of deal with the Russian? If she was, then I'd better execute her when we get the money. Then Rock showed up to the business meeting without a moment to lose. He then pushed his glasses up onto his face as he took a position by me, since I'm his second in command in the notorious American crime syndicate Hotel Boston. Rock slipped me a note which read,
The woman is secretly working for Yaznokov, Kageyama is too, and it turns out that Kageyama is looking to screw us over for him, execute the bitch when the time is right...
As soon as I read the message, I adjusted my line of sight to Rock and gently nodded my head as a sign of the message was received and I'm going to execute her knowing that she was the most sly bitch that I could ever come across, and we made the right call sending a message to the ones working with our sworn enemy, and Yaznokov's going to get his. So Rock took the phone that I placed on top of the roof of the car and he dialed Yaznokov's number. He then places the call on speaker phone.
"This better be good, and if you have Otaku in your grasp, I'd suggest you'd strangle him good." Yaznokov ordered but it wasn't the woman calling, it was the boss of the American crime syndicate branch of Roanapur.
"Please, why would I kill my second in command? I mean we found out that my former boss and the woman have connections to you, and it's on your head now." Rock said, and the deal was about to commence.
One guy had brought over a duffel bag full of American currency, followed by six more. Brondo walked over along with Garcia and I, we inspected the bag making sure there were no counterfeit bills, tracers, dye packs, or marked bills. I pulled out a stack and the money was clean, unmarked, and real.
"Clear." Said Garcia, as he closed the duffel bag.
"It's good here too." Said Brondo, who did the same thing.
"This one's good as well." I said, and I placed the stack of cash back into the duffel bag along with zipping it up.
We need to close this little deal of ours so I can take care of business with Sergei.
Wally then removes the burlap sack from the woman's head and she was guided to Kageyama along with the armed help unbeknownst that we had to take out the connections to the loose Russian.
"Also, here's a little advice for you guys, before you join your friends in the afterlife, don't make deals with the wrong people." I said as I pressed the detonation button and the collar began to count down, 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2..1...0! Boom!
The collar exploded taking the ones making the dirty deals with our enemy straight to the depths of hell. Especially if it includes the people who made your life a living hell. And I swear unto you Stephanie, I will avenge Jim, when you died, a piece of me died with you. You were my only solace along side Jason and Sora. Nobody like her deserved to be killed, she was an innocent woman who found that we three were just as human beings instead of stone cold blooded killers. Now, she's at peace with the angels above, whereas we will live with the demons in the firey pits of hell. But I won't be going alone, I'll be bringing all of those bastards with me. And if I ever see Chang again, I'll be sure to make him suffer for all eternity.
"Yaznokov, I hope you're ready, because I'm gunning for your ass. And so help me, if I ever get my hands on you, I swear...I will end you like you had your men ending an innocent dog." I said to Yaznokov, and there was a laugh on the other end.
"If you want to kill me, then prove to me that you're worthy by completing a gauntlet of mine. I'll be waiting for you at my mansion, and I do hope you can make it in one piece." Yaznokov said as he hung up the phone and I closed the stupid thing throwing it into the ocean with a mighty throw I could muster, luckily for Brondo's training, it was like an American football style Hail Mary pass it soared a good sixty yards before it took on water.
Balalaika had a gift for me, it was a pair of Bowie knives and on the handles were the insignia of Hotel Boston a four leaf clover with the letters HB on them. I took them both as a way of saying, "It's time to get personal." And this new gift just put a smile on my face. After removing the voice changer along with my mask, I knew that this war was coming to a close, and one of us will be walking away with their lives and their head attached to their shoulders.
*Спасибо, я буду уверен положить их с пользой.* [Translation: Thank you, I'll be sure to put these to good use.] I said to Balalaika in her native tongue.
All Balalaika wanted to see was Yaznokov eliminated out of her city. He was nothing more than a cancer and she's got the tools to remove it. And it was time for me to saddle up and take this fight to Yaznokov's front doorstep.
[To Be Continued...]
(A/N: Well guys, this is it! The final stretch, five chapters to go! And the next chapter will begin a four part gauntlet. And also, this goes out to the guest, if you're still going to harp on me for having rape fantasies, me needing mental help, or me being a sexist, JUST DROP IT. I'm just getting plain old sick and tired of listening to it! All you do is just troll people who have a thing called, "Imagination." And if you're going to just keep on bombing me about it, I'm trying to play the bigger man and ignoring you, all you do is just piss people off. And to all others who do respect me, I'd like to ask you help support me with some good reviews and if you're going to criticize, do it constructively, that's all I ask. I don't need more idiots bombing me. And I'm already at my wit's end. Also, faves along with follows are still optional. And until the next chapter, this is the master of chaos, the commander of the legion of corpses, BloodyDemon666 signing off!)
