Do You Believe In Love ?

Let the fight begin

I raised my brow, putting on a nice pretty smile, "Why thank you love, and what is your name?" I say this with such joy that it pains me. I was trained to be a killer, I needed to be aware of my surroundings, to know if I could take these men or not. In the process of doing this, I had to throw them off guard. He looks at me with such curiosity, "Well wouldn't you like to know. My name is Isaac Knight, and I am the man who killed your parents."

Anger was rising before me, my breathing had become rough, my eyes had been taken over by tears. I was trying so hard to get out of this chair, squirming, jumping up and down ferociously. I finally jumped backwards, breaking the chair into pieces. I was free, before anyone could react I was swinging and taking down Eliza, I turned around kicking Ricky in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him. Eliza was passed out cold, Ricky was searching for air, while Isaac stood there looking amused, before I knew it, more men crowded in the room. Isaac looked at me with such interest, wondering what my next move was going to be. "So this is the Adeara Suco I've been missing out on, finally got to see the real you. No wonder they call you a snake, you have a slimy yet poisonous side to you." Isaac looked aware, he knew I was dangerous and yet he still wasn't afraid of me. "What's your next move gonna be Adeara, you gonna try and take these men down, or are you gonna listen to what I have to offer?" I looked at this man with such frustration and curiosity, that I didn't know if this was a joke or if he was actually serious.

 I turned around seeing Ricky finally rising to his feet, his hand rising to the left side of his hip, reaching for his gun. I started to laugh, with a wide smile on my face I said "Say when." I was ready to lunge, to hurt him, to make him feel pain when I was interrupted. "That's enough." Isaac said while grinning. "Save this for later, we have business to attend to." I just looked at him with a blank face. I did not want anything to do with this man, I wanted to avenge the family that he murdered. I wanted his warm pulsing blood in my hands, wanted him to feel the pain for murdering my family, I wanted him to suffer. Isaac finally motioned me to follow him, while he swiftly walked out the door, leaving his men in the room. I did as he said, following him, not too close nor too far behind. I wanted to keep my distance in case he tried anything suspicious. A few doors down we walked into a room full of people, what looked to me like computer nerds, investigators, and loyalists. They all eyed me, not with the most pleasant smiles, although it was enough to make me a little more comfortable. I looked around the room noticing the computers, tv's, and touchpads, hanging along the walls. I could not help myself to notice what seemed to be videos of me taking down hitmen and mafia busts. Isaac turned around, "We know who you are Adeara, we've been watching you for years. You're strong and mighty, at least that's what your name means, doesn't it?"