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Kachie Says: Alright so.. Here comes chapter 7! I don't know what else to really say xD
Chapter 7
It was late evening, the sun was setting. Nadie pulled into the long dirt driveway in front of Lita's house. When she pulled to a stop she fumbled her way out of the truck. It took her a couple of extra days to pick up some extra info she wanted. Like who Markus was working for, if he had any known partners in his... line of work.
She closed the truck door, Lita already standing in the door way of the house. The look on her face clearly stated she was not pleased. But Nadie could care less right now. She was tired, and the anger she felt burning inside of her didn't fade away after she had shot and killed Markus. She was just a shell of her former self at this point.
She didn't regret shooting the man. It was oddly satisfying but not enough. She would gun the bastards who stole her life away down. No matter what the cost. She would catch them all, she sweared her life on it. "Are you stupid?" Lita yelled out as Nadie walked up the porch steps.
Nadie gave Lita the most intimidating stare she ever wore. Even Lita was thrown off by this. She then felt Nadie shove a small vanilla colored envelope onto her chest as she walked passed her and into the house. Lita caught it just before it fumbled away and opened it up. Inside was a large amount of cash and she sighed as she looked up at the porch roof.
She figured Nadie had ran off to hunt down Markus, but she didn't think she would go through with it. No, she didn't think the girl was capable of doing it. But she was wrong. "I'm going to bed." Nadie said with monotone. Lita turned to watch the girl disappear around the corner before she shook her head closing the door behind herself.
Ellis blinked as Nadie paused. They were driving down a long stretch of road, no other vehicle in sight for miles. The blonde girl looked over at her companion, her friend.. no best friend, who had fallen silent, a deep thoughtful look on her face. Perhaps a tinge of regret played in her eyes. "Nadie?' She asked quietly. She wondered if the red head was feeling ok.
Nadie only blinked her eyes slowly once before she looked back out onto the road. One hand kept hold on the steering wheel as her other hand propped her head up against the car door. Her red hair whipped about with the wind behind her as her eyes seemed to lose their sparkle a moment. "You sure you want to hear the rest of this, Ellis?" Nadie asked quietly.
Some part of her hoped that Ellis would allow her to stop where she was. She felt so selfish. She felt as though she tainted herself with her past deeds. She had often debated whether or not she truly deserved Ellis' hand in friendship, let alone anything else.
Sure she was a better person now, but back then she could have easily become another thug-gish bounty hunter, wanting nothing more then the license to kill whenever she wanted and reap in the reward money. Easily.
Ellis reached her hand out and rested it on Nadie's bare arm as she smiled softly. A sweet shine in her eyes telling Nadie, that no matter what, she was there now and she wasn't going anywhere. It was that exact action that Ellis had shown many times in the past that made Nadie's heart ache. She loved Ellis very much, but she felt she didn't deserve it.
"Please?" came Ellis' voice again. Nadie gave her a solum smile and a nod as she inhaled deeply. "After I.. killed Markus there was no stopping me. Even all the pleas my aunt made, I wouldn't listen, and I spent many days and nights looking for these people who killed my parents..." Nadie continued.
Nadie had done a dozen jobs now, with Lita. Every time Nadie grew colder and colder. She never gave their targets a chance. Her bullets were precise, her focus became rock hard. She had continued to train relentlessly. Whether it was instructed by Lita or not. She honed her skills to a T and improved almost over night.
The motivation was cold, cruel. The sweet girl Nadie was died the night Lita let her in on that dirty little secret. Lita regretted this. She tried so hard to reach out for the lost girl who was trapped in a dark abyss. It was no use. She wondered if Nadie would ever recover from this dark side that erupted from her subconscious mind.
And every time Nadie was a step closer to her main focus. The second guy who killed her parents. Lita wondered where it would stop. Would she really hunt them all down one by one? Destroy the entire drug cartel? Was Nadie really prepared for that kind of blood on her hands? Lita didn't think so but that cold resolve Nadie showed spoke louder then words. Whether she was or not, she was going to do this.
On this night, Nadie was in bed asleep, and Lita was sitting in the living room with a hot cup of tea. She starred at the photo of her brother, Carlos, and her sister-in-law Carmen. They looked happy together in the photo. One of the few Carlos ever sent Lita. After he washed his hands clean, she only received few letters.
She knew he was in hiding. At the time she figured for the best. She had been given few photos of her extended family. Carmen playing with Nadie, letters saying how proud he was of his little girl. They looked so happy together, they were meant for each other. A family life Lita never allowed herself because of her line of work.
"What have I done to your precious girl, Carlos?" she asked the photo. Of course there was no answer, she didn't expect one. A question of regret... She should have been there to protect Nadie, not taint her soul, her very being. But she turned her into a killing machine, and there was no stopping it. Only Nadie could put an end to it.
She sighed as she stood up, walking to her fireplace and setting the photo against an older picture of her father and grandfather. She then picked up a different one, one of Nadie with her parents, shortly before they were killed. She then walked back to Nadie's room. Perhaps it would shed some light on what she was doing. She doubted it.
She quietly snuck into Nadie's room. The girl slept quietly, for the first time in weeks, she held a peaceful look on her face. Perhaps some part of that sweet innocent kid still existed somewhere inside of her. Buried deep, hidden away. Forced to never see the light of day. Kids were easily influenced... Lita should have known better.
Nadie finally found him. A man, who was well known for his crimes. Cortez. A US immigrant who came to Mexico in his early 20's and became a member of the Diamond Dust drug cartel. Second man on her hit list. Usually he had a body guard or two with him at all times. This would be tricky.
He moved up in the world of crime. No longer just a gunman, he became second lead of the gang. She began to work on a tactic to draw him out alone. She thought of many things... Perhaps shooting him from a distance, picking off his guards one at a time. But neither sounded good enough. There were things that could have gone wrong...
If she picked off the guards one at a time, he'd know someone was after him, probably go into hiding, or hire more guys to protect him. If she shot him from a distance... She'd have to learn a whole not set of rules, and a new gun. No she wanted him to know who was killing him. She wanted to see the look in his eyes, the fear on his face.
Perhaps the old sexual bait. Guys liked young girls, why not? She tossed the wanted poster aside. She was on the run from the feds, of course they would tack on a large reward on his head. Mostly he was probably wanted alive, but it said dead worked too. She smirked, she herself preferred dead.
It would be tricky, but she was determined to pull it off. She knew where he was, or at least what town. A few days from the house she shared with Lita. She'd have to take off with the truck again. With how her aunt had tried to talk her out of it, she doubted she'd join her.
She gathered up a few things into her duffle bag late one night and snuck out of the house. She wouldn't be back for a week or two, she knew this. It would take a while to get into the role enough for him to trust enough she wasn't a cop, or bounty hunter, to come to her alone. She was sure of it.
She snuck out of the house and tossed the duffle bag into the pickup bed. She then got into the truck's cab before starting the engine. She then sped out of the drive way, knowing she only had seconds before her aunt would come running after hearing the truck engine.
Lita did snap awake. "Not again!" She cried out as she dashed for the front door from the living room. "Nadie get back here!" She hollered out as she swung the door open just to see the truck already out on the road and speeding off. "Damnit kid!" she yelled as she grabbed the nearest object, and threw it in frustration.
She was going to think about getting a second car, the way Nadie was... Or hiding her keys better. Maybe both. She sighed as she stood in the doorway wondering what to do. She then gained an idea, as she turned and ran for her cell phone. She'd call her cousin. Maybe she could get the girl back just in time. If she could even find her...
Wearing the most provocative thing she could find she stood on the corner of a downtown road. She knew who to look out for. She knew that Cortez was probably into hookers. She wore a belly shirt, and a mini skirt. Her hair put up in a single ponytail as she wore some cheap makeup. Her gun was hiding within her thick hooker boots.
She kept an eye out, many of the girls standing there around her had already been picked up. Normally she would have been annoyed with no one finding her attractive, but this was a special case. Last thing she needed was to have to beat the crap out of some guy looking for paid sex from her.
She had been at this for a few weeks. She had tried to blend in as well as she could with the trashier looking women. She had managed to slip out of the stickier situations, mostly by looking not worthy enough for anyone's time. But finally, a newer black car pulled up. She was one of a few remaining girls left.
As the window rolled down half way she could see one of Cortez' body guards in the passenger seat. She managed to beat the other girls in time to the window. "Hey boys." she coed at them. Inwardly she knew this was it. If this were to work it had to now or it was on to plan b. Run in, guns blazing, kill the guy and run out.
After a moment, the man in the passenger seat motioned for her to get in. She did so and as she got into the car they pulled off. This was it, she was going to get what she wanted. Cortez would get what he deserved. She was a little surprised that so far it was working.
Soooo.. ok a little darker, something I honestly wouldn't picture Nadie doing, but it wouldn't make sense if it all happened so easily. Also wouldn't make sense that she'd regret things otherwise. I dunno, you guys tell me lol. Peace!