zachycards: hello reader, and welcome to the next chapter. Here is the disclaimer, I do not own anything in this fanfic, besides my oc. I also do not own Black Lagoon. It does and will always belong to its current owner. So, now that the disclaimer is out of the way, it is now time to move on to the third chapter.

Chapter 3: A Bet Of Red Or Black

It had only seemed like yesterday when I had arrived in this world. However, that was now the last thing on my mind, as we had been dispatched by a buyer, to go to a sunken World War II-era U-boat, and retrieve a painting called "The Twelve Knights Led by Brunhilda". It seemed like an easy enough job for Rock, Revy, and myself. Well, you'd be wrong. This was largely due to the fact, that unbeknownst to the three of us, whilst we were down in the sunken sub, retrieving the painting, well, Rock was retrieving the painting. Revy and I meanwhile, were busy finding as many medals and iron crosses as possible in a bid to sell them to make a little money. Because, a little money never hurt anyone, especially if you are taking it from a sunken World War II-era Nazi Sub, actually you what, forget I said that.

Anyway, as I was saying before, whilst Rock, Revy and myself, were down in the sunken U-boat, another vessel came into our vicinity, which was discovered to be a large group of neo-Nazis. However, after Revy and I were done with them later on, they would all be dead.

A little later that night, Dutch, Revy and I, were getting ready to board the neo-Nazis' boat, to which we would then proceed to completely lay waste to everyone on board. And as Dutch carried off in one direction down one of the ships corridors, whilst Revy and I took off down another, we had a pretty good idea that we were going to need to fight our way through to the main office. And we both proceeded to go down corridors, room to room, kicking open closed doors, and killing the occupants that were inside. And anyone that was stupid enough to oppose us in the corridor, we wound up killing all of them.

"Honestly, this is the best they can do, I was expecting a little bit more of a challenge to be honest, so sis, what do you say we pay their leader a visit?" I asked with a crazy grin on my face that rivaled the Joker.

"Sis, you just read my mind!" Revy responded back with a crazy grin on her face that rivaled mine. But, as we proceeded down the corridor though, our grins turned into concentrated expressions, as we stilled ourselves for the gunfights ahead. And at that moment more neo-Nazis showed up, but, once again, Revy and I, having reloaded the magazines of our pairs of pistols seconds earlier, proceeded to empty a few rounds into them, killing them.

To which, after stepping in some of the downed men's blood pools, with the barrels of our pairs of pistols still smoking, we proceeded down the stairs to the lower level of the boat, where we would find the control room, and a few more good people to kill. Once we had killed all that were present in the engine room. We proceeded on, only to be approached by a very boastful neo-Nazi, who couldn't seem to shut up about the gun he was holding, that is, until Revy fired one round into his chest.

"Shut the fuck up!" she said, as she fired her one round, hitting him in the chest, as i at the exact same time, fired one round into his right knee, both rounds sent him backward, and to the ground in a crumpled heap.

"Honestly, did you see us even listening, what were you going to sell us the damn gun or what?" I said as both of us looked at the now downed neo-Nazi, each of us a respective pistol aimed at his head. And just as he was about to finish cursing us both out, we both pressed a combat boot clad foot hard onto his chest. "Now it's our turn, here's a piece of advice, if you can hit your target, pretty much any gun will do the trick!" Revy said, with a grin on her face. "And while you're at it, save the fucking lip service for someone who is more interested, so sis, what do you say we put this sorry fuck out of his misery...right...now!? I said, with a crazy grin on my face. And without having to say another word between us, we simply just squeezed off a round each, killing the downed neo-Nazi instantly.

"Good, that takes care of him then!" I said, the crazy grin still on my face as was Revy's.

A little later on, having now met up with Dutch in one of the main offices, and having now cornered the neo-Nazi groups leader in his own office. It was decided, by Revy. And ultimately agreed upon by me as well, after some convincing by her, to play a simple bet of red or black. The bet went like this, one of each of mine and Revy's pistols was placed on the desk in the office, mind you their were no bullets in them by the way, for obvious reasons.

And having had Revy and I call black, to which Dutch then responded by saying "As I said it ain't that much of a bet, I say black too".

And not surprisingly, after the neo-Nazi groups leader had picked up my pistol, and then proceeded to attempt to fire it at his own head as if he was attempting suicide, he instead pointed it at Dutch, to which when he pulled the trigger, it then made the unmistakable click noise, to indicate that the magazine was empty. He then repeated this with Revy's gun. And after a sigh from all three of us, Dutch, Revy, and myself, drew our respective guns, pointing them straight at the neo-nazi groups leader. And after an exchange of words between the three of us. Dutch, Revy and i then fired, killing him. Well, I guess all is well that ends well huh?

End Of Chapter 3

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