Chapter 5: Take Out
"Come on, come on" he pathetically pleads, the sound of automatic fire booms from his t.v.; he's had the upper hand before but now it's all changed. "I'm gonna getcha, it's only a matter of time" a sadistic smile appears on her face. This is going to be fun. She aims the rocket launcher at him, carefully lining him up in her sights; he nears his impending doom. Ready, aim and...fire. The rocket speed towards him like a high velocity bullet "Fuck!" he curses; Boom! Pieces of his body fly everywhere.
"Game Over" the deep voice says cryptically, he's speechless, "O ye! (Oh yeah!)" Sunny cheers "Naneun neunkeumhan haeyo! (I'm a bad ass!)" she pumps her fists in the air and jumps in victory, "Dangsin-eun sagi! (You cheated!)" he scowls "Naneun haji ang-assda! (I did not!)" she started to laugh as he pouts at his defeat "Dangsin eun apeun paebae iss-eo! (You're such a sore loser!)" she puts the control down and goes to get a beer; victory never tasted any sweeter. "I had you beat and you know that!" he complained, Sunny hands Kenny a beer "Just admit it, I'm better than you" he scoffs "The fuck you are! I almost whipped your ass!" Kenny takes a quick gulp of his beer. He sighs, he almost did beat her, it was just luck that's all.
"I don't wanna play anymore" "Aw!" she mocks him "Are you afraid that I'm gonna beat you again?" her taunts annoy him "Don't start, okay? Look I need to talk too you about something" Kenny's tone became serious. Sunny finishes her beer just as Kenny finishes his; he sits down at his table. He composes himself "You working for Old Man Park again, right?" he asked "Yeah...what about it?" Sunny raises her eyebrow, wondering why he would be asking "I'm not asking much, but can you see if he has any work for me? Vouch for me" she almost burst out laughing "Vouch? What do you mean vouch?" "Tell him that I'm good guy and that I'm really fucking reliable" he has this puppy dog look in his eyes "You know what you're asking, right?" she implied "I don't think Park's recruiting anytime soon. He doesn't just take anybody" "You got in, shit, I just want more you know?" she puts her hand on his shoulder and sighs "It wasn't my idea, you don't know what I went through..." her mood saddens, she's constantly reminded of that everyday.
Sunny sighs, this is her friend after all "Let me think about it, okay?" she rubs his shoulder "You better! I'm the smartest person in this fucking place!" "Pfft! Please" she snickers "You're not smart, just plain fucking stupid" Sunny retorts "I am smart!" "When you were young you snuck into Linda's room and tried to kiss her while she was sleeping, she freaked the fuck out, hits you in the face and tosses you out of her room!" she laughs "Your sister was playing hard to get, besides I'm a player" he remarks "Oh please! You are no player!" both start to laugh, soft at first but loud and crazy later on. "Look I gotta get going" Sunny grabs her car keys "Remember, you said that you would vouch for me" Kenny reminded her "I said that I would think about it, so shut up and wait a bit, okay?" she became annoyed that he reminded her, Sunny goes out the door.
She opens the door of the Tailgater and enters. Putting the key in the ignition Sunny decides to make a quick stop to the bakery, she hasn't been there since that whole thing with the thugs and that video of her fighting them being uploaded on the internet. People still come up to her and would ask for an autograph, she would pretend that she didn't know what they were talking about or that they got the wrong person. She remembers that one young guy added fight sound effects, it would sound like something from one of those fighting games. She seen one that involved animated ninjas and one that had an picture of an annoying celebrity. These are the things that people would watch with almost a religious basis, laughing their asses off and liking it a dozen times but above all else their were trolls; thirty or forty year old's who lived in there mother's basement and bitch about whatever they didn't like. Their the ones who most likely never got laid and would collect model anime mecha robots. That's the one thing about the internet, they were all of sorts of crazy people hiding behind some stupid photo and asinine profile. Sunny wished that video was never uploaded onto the internet, the net had it's uses but this was just stupid as it was annoying.
The Tailgater speeds through traffic, Sunny was used to walking but riding in this type of car made her feel like she was on top of the world. Little Seoul wasn't that hard to navigate, if anybody knew their way around they could get to their destination fast. Sunny considered finding parking space somewhere, she didn't want too keep driving endlessly forever; maybe parking around the corner from the bakery was a good idea. After minute or so Sunny finds the perfect space, only a thirty second walk from the space to the bakery. Sunny walks towards the bakery, everyone is staring at her and of course it was because of that damn video, some smile and other's whisper. A small girl runs towards her, she asked for an autograph of course. How could she say no to such a cute face. The girl smiles and hugs her leg. Her parents pry her off, she didn't let go that easily but she was finally off. Her mother quickly apologizes. Seeing the girl somehow reminded Sunny of herself, she was that small, and of course that cute but upon seeing the mother made her feel down.
She remembers how her mother would hold her hand when they would cross the street, she would always look up at her and she would give such a warm smile. She would take Sunny and Linda to the park, they would play around and have fun as much as possible. When they were done they would walk home. Half-way there Sunny pleaded for her mother to carry her, she would chuckle and would pick her up. Sunny would wrap her arms and legs around her, nestling up to feel comfortable. She would instantly fall asleep; she was so spoiled back then. But that was then and this is now, she isn't that little girl anymore, now she's all grown up and is trying to get by like everyone else.
Continuing on Sunny walks past the shops and tourist that crowd the sidewalk. She finally makes it but see's the two thugs from before running out of the bakery "What are they-Uncle!" remembering on what happened before Sunny hurries. "Samchon! (Uncle!)" she calls out, a waitress comes out of hiding "What happened? Where's my Uncle?" the waitress takes her to the back; she gasped at what she found. "Uncle!" she cried, there was Kang lying on the floor, his glasses knocked over and a bloody cut above his right eye. "Uncle! Uncle! Get up!" she shakes him "Those two came back, they were looking for you, he said that he didn't know where you were and they beat him up" the waitress looks on as Sunny strokes his head. Something very bad started to emerge from her soul. Whatever it was all she knew was that whoever was behind this, they were going to pay very dearly for this. "Where do those guys hangout?" she asked as she gently lay her godfather's head on the floor, the waitress looked at her, the look in Sunny's eyes made her tremble. She had the look of a wolf whose territory had been violated.
"I-I-I..." she stuttered "Please..." Sunny calmly puts her hands on her shoulders "just point me in the right direction" she whispers, the waitress closes her eyes for several seconds and takes a deep breath "I know they hang around Chamberlain Hills...I swear t-that's all I know..." her voiced cracked from fear, Sunny puts one of her hands on the waitresses cheek and looks into her eyes "I need you to call an ambulance and stay with my uncle until it get's here, I need...I need to take care of something" her voice was low and angry.
Sunny runs out of the bakery and back to her car. She turns the ignition on; her apartment was the first stop, there was something very important hidden in her drawer that she needed to get. The one thing about attacking someone is you better be sure he doesn't have friends backing him up, and right now the two scum that harmed one of her own, they don't know it but their lives just got shorter.
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Chamberlain Hills, not exactly a place where somebody wants too be caught off guard. The Chamberlain Gangster Families and their rivals, the Ballas are two of the main gangs fighting it out with each other, the one thing that they fought over was drugs and territory, guarding their corners like dogs. Ready and willing to kill those who get in the way of their money. The two scum didn't look like they were affiliated with either gang, which means they may belong to someone with their own clique. Sunny looked at the dirty streets, finding them should be easy. But she was in hostile territory, say or do the wrong thing and she could wined up dead; if she's doing this then she has too be careful. Sunny drives around block by block, she's eager to find them and make them pay.
Some gang members look at her when she passes by, they eye her as she sits in her car. They reach around their waistbands, ready to shoot their pieces off; she eyes them back, they aren't the target but she's ready to destroy anybody if they get in her way. It seemed hopeless after a while but one of the CGF members came to her, he asked who she was looking for. Sunny explained everything to the banger, he says that he personally doesn't know the two but he has seen them hanging around at a Cluckin' Bell on Carson Avenue. She pulls out five one hundred dollar bills and hands it to him, a token of appreciation from her to him.
She drives to the spot; Sunny park's the car around the corner and waits. She slowly breathes in and out, her eagerness to catch the two was intensifying. Twenty minutes and nothing so far, most people would give up and go home but not Sunny, she would be on the prowl for as long as it takes. She looks at her phone 1:49 p.m. it read, Sunny checked the glove compartment; the .45 was still there. She looks around, making sure that no one saw what she had in her hand. Sunny ejects the clip, it was loaded; .45 ACP, definitely enough to stop anybody. She pops the clip back in, pulling it back and making sure that a round was chambered. Sunny used guns before, she was natural when it came to firearms, the way it felt seeing round after round after round destroying their target. The sleekness of the weapon, the coolness of the metal, it's heaviness and the way it handled it's firepower. A tool in the right hands, but it's the bringer of death to those caught in it's sights. And that's a place nobody want's too be caught in.
After another fifteen minutes the two thugs finally appear. They pass her car, they didn't notice that she waiting for them. Sunny carefully exits her car, she hides the .45 in the back of her waistband. She shadows them, the two thugs don't notice that she was following them. They enter an alley, it's a perfect place to ambush someone. "So we tell the boss that we couldn't find the bitch but we found the guy that runs the place and we showed him what's up" the punk instructed, the thug with his nose heavily bandaged simply listened; they fail to notice the angry Korean woman that followed them. They hear a whistle.
"Hey!" she yells, the two thugs are surprised that she came looking for them. "Well, look who it it?" the punk quips "We were looking for you're bitch-ass" Sunny stands in the middle of the alley, a serious look is on her face. "I told you two fuckers not to come back but now...now you two made a very big mistake" her anger starts to show, the two don't notice "Will you take a look at this bitch? We beat that old man and we gonna beat your-!" something sharp strikes his wrist, a switchblade is sticking out of his wound "Aaaaah!" he screams "Get her! Get that bitch!" he orders, the thugs moves to strike but Sunny is already in front of him; she punches him in nose, in the exact same spot. Blood oozes from his nose again. He's going to need more than just rhinoplasty too fix that.
The thug falls to the side, clutching his nose in pain. The punk looks on in disbelief, Sunny's gaze turns too him; he saw the fury in her eyes. She slowly approaches him, he tries to back away to no avail. "You hurt someone very close too me," he yelps as Sunny pulls her switchblade out of his wrist, she wipes the blood on his shirt "and if you want to live too see tomorrow, you're going to tell me who you work for" she demands "Man I ain't telling you shit!" the punk screams; they always do things the hard way.
Sunny reaches behind and pulls out the .45, his widen "Wait! Wait!" he pathetically pleads. She strikes him across the across, blood and spit fly out of his mouth "Fuck! My fucking mouth!" he manages to spit out a couple of teeth. Sunny grabs him by the collar of his shirt and throws him against the wall "Now...I'm not going to ask twice, who is your boss and where does he live?" she asked, the blood seeps from his mouth "I'm ain't saying shit to you!" she points the .45 at his head, he starts to shake "Man what are you doing?! You're crazy!" he screamed. Bang! A shot rings through the alley "Ohhh fuck!" he hollers, he falls to the ground as his right shoe has gone from white to crimson red "Motherfucker!" he howls in pain, Sunny shoves the pistol into his mouth; he starts to choke on the barrel of the gun. "If you're making me ask a second time, believe me, you're not going have any teeth for me to knock out!" she growled "If you don't tell me by the count of five I'm going to pull this trigger and and you're not going to have a goddamn head anymore!" she cocks the hammer and slowly starts to count "One...Two..." he starts to shake a lot more "Three...I'm getting a little closer, I guess you don't want to live, do you?" he starts to gag on his blood "Four..." "Okay! Okay!" the punk pleads through the gun. She pulls the gun out of his mouth, it's now covered in his saliva and blood; he starts to cry like a girl, so much for being a tough guy.
"What's his fucking name?" she scowled "His name is Stevie! Stevie okay!" he screams out the name "Where is he?" she asked as she points the gun at his head "Strawberry! Carson and Strawberry avenue! That's all I know, okay?!" he begs, tears roll down his face. "See, was that so hard?" Sunny sarcastically quips, she points the gun at his crotch "Something for you to take when you go too the hospital". Bang! The center on his pants now has a dark red spot, his mouth is wide open, a squeal of a scream comes out and then more crying. "You fucking bitch...You fucking bitch...You're gonna pay for this...!" he squeals. His cries are the only thing that echo through the alley. As she leaves Sunny hides the .45 behind her waistband, she has a name and a location. Like a wolf, nothing is going to stand in her way of getting too her prey. They're going need more than just prayers to save themselves.
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She drives through the neighborhood. Strawberry, a hard place for anybody to grow up in.
Sunny remembers this place well. Everything looked the same. The same dirty streets, gang bangers on the prowl, junkies begging for more drugs, tricks taking from their victims and someone selling something on the corner to make a living. Nothing's changed. It was always like this and no matter what anybody else did to try too change everything, it would always remain the same. She remembers how her mother came here, she was pregnant with Sunny when she came here with Linda.
She had only $300 when she came here from South Korea, hardly a penny too her name. She worked as a seamstress to make ends meet and sometimes as a waitress in some low end restaurant, both jobs paid rather crappy. When she worked as a seamstress her mother would take crap from the boss, some bitter old hag by the name of Ms. Lee, because she wasn't working hard enough. She rode her mother hard, she would always come back tired and sad. She would leave the girls at Uncle Kang's bakery, he would watch them until her shift was over. One time she worked until midnight, Sunny was asleep by then; her mother would gently pick her up and walk home with Linda. Sunny and Linda would share the same bed while their mother would sleep on the sofa. Their mother worked so hard to take care of them both, she really was a strong woman.
Sunny's heart would sink every time she thought of her mother. She wished that she could have seen her one more time. She did everything in her power to be a good daughter but certain circumstances forced her into something that she couldn't get out of and made her go down a path that she couldn't come back from. It was something that always made her feel bad.
The Tailgater approaches the area. There stands a two-storied apartment complex, it wasn't like the one that Sunny lived in; this one looked abandoned and broken down. The outer area had gang members crawling around the area, everyone of them armed. Sunny only had her switchblade and the .45, not exactly an arsenal but you go to war with what you have. She could pick up weapons along the way. The thing about gang bangers they have a lot of guns on them and that would make it somewhat easier. Only one way in and that was through the front. Sunny put's on her sunglasses and covers her face with a black bandanna, that should grab their attention. She parks the car across the street; she exits and proceeds to the complex.
One of the bangers notices her walking towards them. They seem rather amused when she approaches them "Where's Stevie?" she asked firmly, one of them starts laughing. Why do always laugh? "I don't know anybody named Stevie" the other one responded, Sunny pulls out the .45 and points it the laughing banger "Shit!" he responds "I'm not in a good fucking mood right now, where's Stevie?" "Top floor, last room on the right" the banger said as he backs away, without warning pistol whips the laughing banger in the face. The other banger tries to run. Bang! A bullet hits him in the back; the one who laughed, with blood pouring out of his mouth, looks up and see's the gun pointed at him. Bang! Bang! Two shots hit his chest. And now for the rest.
Those shots must've alerted them because now their going to be a lot more fortified. Things are about to get crazy. Sunny quickly searches the two, the one who got it in the back had a .38; that wasn't the type of ammunition she wanted. She checks the one who laughed, patting his pockets she finds three clips, all .45 ACP's. She reaches around the back of his waistband, a loaded .45, just her lucky day; she take's the clip out and ejects the round in the chamber. She catches the bullet and puts in the clip. Four magazines and lots of ammo, it's just keeps getting better and better.
Proceeding to the front, Sunny hears the bangers yelling and cursing. She peers out. A lot of them are scurrying to take cover; there's a downstairs level and upstairs level. Both parts didn't have any cover, she'd be exposed. If they're going down, she'll have to take them down fast.
"Stevie! Stevie, get your ass out here now!" she calls out "Who the fuck are you?!" the angry voice asked, that must be Stevie, "I'm the bitch who whipped your friend's asses!" Sunny taunts him "That was you?!" "Yeah, that was me! You assholes hurt someone that I know and you're all going down! You hear me!?" she screamed "Nah, your ass is going down! Get this bitch!" he orders. She get's a look at what their packing; Tec-9's, Beretta's and Uzis. She's going to need the firepower and they got the toys to help her out.
Sunny aims the gun at the scum on the downstairs area. There are five of them, so that's five bullets a piece. Bang! Bang! Bang! Three shots hit the first one in the stomach. Bang! The second shot hit's one in the chest. With their Tec-9's the last three are not going down that easy; Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Sunny empties the last of the magazine, she ejects the spent clip and put's a fresh one in. "Come on! Give me you're best shot!" one thug taunted, she see's an opening. The one thing about these idiots is that they're not always that smart. Bang! The round strikes him in the right arm; he screams as his finger squeezes the trigger. A burst of bullets strikes the banger next too him, several of them are sprayed into his chest and face. The guy's face looks like a bloody bowl of spaghetti sauce. Bang! Bang! Bang! Three shots hit the thug square in the chest, he's put down for good. The last one tries to run at her. Bad move. Bang! Bang! Two rounds hit him in the sternum. She fires one more at him. Bang! The final finishes him off. Sunny goes over to the dead thug, she picks up the Tec and some clips. She ejects the clip and put's another in, she puts the .45 behind her, she's not going to need it until she corners Stevie.
Sunny dashes up the stair's, they were the only things that had any cover on them. The punk called Stevie was there, giving out orders like some sort of big man.
She shoots the Tec-9 at the remaining gang members. The spray of the bullets hurts and kills them, the ones that aren't hit try to fight back. They fire erratically at her, she takes cover as best she can; Sunny aims at the punk that started this mess. She has him in her sights. Just as she is about to shoot some bullets at her and nearly hit her, a wounded thug tries to shoot her but she empties the whole half of the magazine into him. Gun smoke is the only fills the air. The cretin runs into his apartment, his soldiers keep on firing. Sunny reloads a fresh magazine and fires at them. Carefully she picks them off, one by one they fall; their blood now runs down the walkway. The already ruined apartments are covered in bullet holes. Carefully she makes her way to the last apartment in the corner. She see's the ones that are wounded, they groan in pain, she aims the Tec-9 at them but changes her mind at the last second. She wanted them to remember who did this, something to keep them up at night. She drops the Tec and goes to the door. She kicks the door open.
Entering, Stevie grabs Sunny from behind "Got you bitch!" he gleefully boast. She backs her head into his face and breaks free. Sunny knee's him in the stomach and punches him in the face, her fury is relentless; punch after punch, her fist beats into his face. "Stop! Stop!" he pleads, with her strength Sunny picks him up and tosses him against the wall "Listen to me! You beat my boys, let's call it even, okay?" she scoffs at his plea for mercy "Even? I don't think so! You beat my godfather! The man who took care of me and my sister since we were little! I'm going to kill you and whatever you say isn't going to change my mind!" Sunny pulls out her .45 and points at his head "Listen! You're an OG, you can let me go and I'll go straight! I'll get a job or a GED! Come man just let me go!" he pleads. Still pointing the gun at the cretins head, she heard his case, he said that he'll go straight and won't bother anyone else again; the thing that she asked herself was what was stopping him from attacking her or the bakery again? What was stopping him doing anymore harm to somebody else?
She wasn't going to take that chance.
Bang! The back of his head is blown open; skull, blood and brains hit the wall. His body now slumps against the wall, the look on his face spelled shock and surprise, he didn't expect that. Sunny finally exhales, she look's the dead gang leader, it was done. She walks out and see's the craziness that she caused, dead bodies and wounded bangers. She doesn't say a thing, she just carefully walks over the dead and goes to the Tailgater, taking off her sunglasses and bandanna off Sunny starts the car and speeds off.
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The radio blares with Dub-step music, the volume is at fifteen. It's the only thing that was worth listening to.
Sunny speeds through traffic. She wasted the people who hurt the man closest too her heart, the man who watched over her and Linda when they were just children, he was more than just the one who made pastries and bread; he was the father that she never had. She never met her father, she would ask Linda about him but she always dodged the question with humor. Linda would joke to her that Sunny was born to a group of gypsies and that she was left in a basket on their doorstep. She never believed her of course. She never asked her mother, after a while she never asked again. Maybe somethings were better left alone.
She passes car after car, hurrying through the heavy traffic. Her phone starts to ring, someone from the bakery was calling her, she puts it on speaker "Yes?" "It's me, your Uncle is fine, he got some stitches and he should be back soon" the waitress calmly said, Sunny took a sigh of relief, Kang was going to be alright and that's the only thing matters too her "I'm coming back, okay? Wait for me there" just as she about to hang up the waitress tells her to wait "Listen, a police officer came by here sometime after you left...she wanted to know where you were" A police officer? her curiosity peeked "What did she want?" she asked "Nothing, just to see if you were here, that's all" she kept driving through traffic "It was strange...she looked just like you but a little bit older than you" Big sis... it could've been her "Umm...I'm just going to come back, see you there" she pushes the end app.
"Linda...you finally came back..." Sunny whispered to herself; after so many years she finally stepped back into the bakery. She smiles. Maybe she was there to see if she was the one who caused trouble and planned to arrest her or maybe she generally cared about their godfather? Either way it was good to hear that she finally stepped into that place.
After getting off the freeway Sunny speeds back to Little Seoul. She makes it back to the bakery. A group of staffers are inside, as soon as she enters the waitress takes her to the back. Kang is sitting down in a chair, his forehead covered with a piece of gauze and surgical tape. He looks up and see's Sunny. Slowly getting up, they walk towards each other; they embrace each other. Sunny starts to softly cry, tears fall from her eyes "Why are you crying?" he whispered, she starts to pant as she cries "Because it was my fault that you got hurt...those guys beat you up because of me" she pulls away and wipes her tears, Kang puts his hands on the sides of her face "I told you before, you did it because it couldn't be helped" " But I..." she complained, he quickly puts one of his fingers on her lips, shushing her. "Please, no more crying, okay?" he quickly explained, Kang gives her a handkerchief; she blows her nose. "Okay" she promised, they hug one more time, Sunny pants as she sadness goes away.
"Let's go back outside, I need to let the staff know that everything is okay" he rubs her head, they both proceed to the front. "By the way, what happened to the people that attacked me?" Kang ruefully asked, Sunny hesitated to say anything at first, she struggled to come up with an answer "Uh, they were beaten up by, uh, some rivals of their's" she quickly lied "And their leader was killed by those rivals" "Oh, really? Well that's what happens when young people run with gangs" Kang quips "That reminds me, you left after you found me, where did you go?" she quickly comes up with another "I-I-I needed to blow off some steam. I kept blaming myself for what happened" he looks at her, he softly pats her head "Like I told you before it wasn't your fault, now come on let's go tell the staff what happened" "Okay" she quickly sighs.
After what happened today, all Sunny wanted to do was relax. Violence was nothing new too her but for it to hit close too home made think twice. She replayed everything in her head; what happened if she didn't react? Worse, what if Uncle Kang was killed?
She shudders. She lost her mother due too the mistakes that she made, the same mistakes that she constantly reminded everyday since that fateful day.
The scum who hurt Uncle Kang are gone and they're not coming back. Too her that's was one less piece of filth that could do any harm to someone.
As Kang explains everything to the staff, she's careful to make sure that nothing bad came back too the bakery; Sunny looks on as the staff hears what Kang has to say. Things are crazy, because their meant too be crazy. She understood that years ago. She's learned from those days; you do what you have to do to live. Sunny knew all about pain, it's the only thing that kept her going. Life is pain, she told herself once, you get used to it.
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