Well this is my first story ever. I've never written a story before so please be nice. I own the story plot and some of the characters. But some of the characters to come I do not own.

Present Day: London, England.

England was a really beautiful place, especially their sports cars. Driving a 2011 Kawasaki ZX 10R was one of the most exhilarating things you could ever do. Looking to my left I could see the yellow lights to the house I was about to go into. The house was deep into the forest, it looked like it was one of those ultramodern green houses, these rich people had good taste they even had a McLaren parked in their driveway, Ha! so much for the green house. Too bad they won't be able to enjoy the McLaren any longer. They should've paid their debts in time. As I walked up to the door, I noticed that something unusual about this house it got way too quiet and dark all of a sudden.

"Hey Angel?", Markus whispered

"Yeah" I whispered back looking for his face.

"You think they know we are here?" he said in a deep voice.

"Yea I do" I smiled.

"Well even more fun" he grinned.

Markus looked deadly with his black hair and his muddy-brown eyes. Even though he was only two years older than me he looked way older. He was really tanned and had the whitest smile I've ever seen in my life. Most of the girls were after him like dogs, he had at least 10 phone numbers in his back pocket by the end of the day, from girls who he didn't even talked to for five minutes. No wonder, the guy looked like angel sent straight from heaven, but he was far away from being an angel, he would be more like a Demon sent straight from Hell, trust me when he gets mad it's like all hell breaks loose you wouldn't even want to be near him. But he can be a really sweet guy if you get on his good side which would be really hard to do, he has been though a lot and kept his emotions bottled up. Never showing his true feelings except for me. He trusted me and I trusted him back he was my accomplice in everything.

As we walked to the back door and got through the kitchen, I could hear Mr. Lyov arguing with his wife about how they had to leave before they came.

Well it was already too late buddy, I thought.

Mr. Lyov was a big drug dealer in Russia, but he'd gone bankrupt a couple of months ago and asked us for money, of course we agreed and lend him a few millions. But we soon found out he had run away with the money and wasn't going to pay as back. So we were sent on a quest to hunt him and get the money back and kill anybody who was in the way.

Now I know what he did with the rest of the money, his house was pretty big from the inside with cherry colored walls and white furniture. They had a little waterfall in their living room with fish and flowers. We walked up the stairs to the room Mr. Lyov and his wife was. We entered the room and saw Mrs. Lyov scream.

"Wha…what are you doing here?" Mr. Lyov stuttered looking scared while holding a gun at me.

"What do you think we are here for ?" I said rolling my eyes

"We'll we were close by and thought, hey we haven't seen dear old Mr. Lyov in while let's stop by and say hello." Markus said showing a mischievous smile.

Mrs. Lyov was hiding behind her husband trembling to her bones like a scared dog.

"Don't come near us or I will shoot both of you!" Mr. Lyov said

"Mr. Lyov let's get down to business give us the money and we will leave or else…" I left the threat hanging in the air.

That's when Mr. Lyov pointed the gun at me and pulled the trigger, I moved my head slightly to the left and felt the bullet whizzing past my ear. That's when I pulled out my blade and severed his head off while Markus did the same to his wife. Blood spilling everywhere, who knew a human could have so much blood.

"I bet we have to clean this." Markus said gesturing to the bodies on the floor.

"Nah, Lord Justus said to call him when we are done, somebody will come and clean this mess up" I said walking out of the bedroom.

"Thank god I thought we were going to spend our whole night cleaning this shit up." He grimaced

I chuckled.

"How bout we go out for some Chinese food?" I offered

"Geez, Angel your always hungry, you eat like a freaking hippo." He exclaimed.

"HA-HA look who's talking you ate more than 10 tacos last night, plus two of mine" I replied back.

"I did not!" he grumbled walking back to the motorcycles.

After we ate some Chinese food which by the way Markus ate like five full plates , we headed back to report to Lord Justus.

AN: Please review and tell me what you think.

I am not a really good writer so bear with me. :)

Btw: Justus means Justice in Latin