When a Lynx Meets a Leopard [Ash Lynx x fem reader]

Chapter 73: Natural History Museum

Song: Red
By: Survive Said The Prophet

Ash's POV

As I watched (Y/n) go, I felt myself start to panic. "(Y/n), please!" I cried after her, but she didn't as much as turn around. "Come back..." I whispered, struggleing against Cain as he held me back. "Let go of me Cain. Let go!" I shouted in his face, desperate to go after (Y/n). But he didn't let me go. He just hit me in the right spot, knocking me out cold. "Sorry, Ash. We can't have you dying on us. Better her than you." I heard Cain mutter just as the world went black.

When I finally came around, my arms were tied by the wrists to a light fixture. I blinked hard, processing the situation. "Hey, you awake?" I heard Cain say as he walked into the room. "This is our hideout."
"What the hell, Cain. Take these off!" I groaned, pulling against the tight rope. "You're nothing but skin and bones. You can't do anything." He said calmly, not making an effort to come any closer. "Shut up and take these off." I repeated, pulling again. "No can do. I'm already involved in this. This war against the Corsican mafia. We need you in order to win. Anyways, you rest up."

What's up with everyone telling me to rest? I can rest when I'm dead, and I sure as hell am not dead yet. 

As soon as Cain walked out the room, I pulled downwards with all my strength, yanking the light fixture off the wall. There was a loud crash as it fell to the floor, still attatched to my wrists. It had taken more force than I had thought, but at least I wasn't tied up anymore. "Out of my way." I growled at Cain, standing up off the bed. "Jeez. You don't take no for an answer, do you?" He chuckled, crossing his arms. "So, what's the plan?"

I took a moment to come up with a suuficient plan, then quickly told Cain. He nodded, agreeing to what I had asked of him. "Okay. Sounds like a solid plan." He sighed, turning around to go tell the guys that were here. I nodded, and when he came back, the plan sprung into action.

I pulled on my red hoodie, then ran out the door and along the streets of Manhatten to the Museum of Natural History. It wasn't long before I was being followed, two black cars keeping pace with me as I ran. When the two cars lined up with me, I shot both the guys in the front in the head, killing them instantly and causeing the cars to swerve dangerously and crash. I avoided them, and just kept running. By now, I was infront of the museum, no other cars yet in sight. So, I rushed inside and hid amoung the exibits.I cut the electricity, then paused for a moment to let my eyes adjust. It was pitch black inside, nothing but the eerie illuminations of a few dark-coloured lights that shone onto skeletons or sculptures. 

(Y/n) and the others were likely still underground, and I had to buy them time. If I didn't, they would most likely be killed, and I couldn't let that happen.

After hearing a car pull up, I snuck out and aimed my gun once again. There was a large man talking to someone through a car window. I shot him first, followed by a few other men who had their guns aimed at the museum. Blanca and Yut Lung were in that car, but they ducked before I could shoot them. The pair shared a few words that I couldn't quite hear, but soon after, Yut Lung got out of the car. "Storm the place and capture Ash." He shouted at the men around him. Blanca followed him out, stating that his idea was far too dangerous. "That's too dangerous. Ash is used to fighting in the dark. He's waiting for us to attack." He said calmly, his voice slightly raised so everyone could hear him. But Yut Lung ignored him, sending the guys in anyways.

I sighed to myself and slunk back into the museum, knowing they had fallen straight into my trap. The men were unnerved by the creepy exibits, that were made even more nerve-racking in the dark. I waited by a particulaly large dinosaur skeleton, starying quiet as an unsuspecting guy came closer. He was jumpy and on edge, spinning around with fright to face the skeleton. "Don't scare me, jeez." He chuckled nervously, not knowing they were going to be his last words. I silently snuck up behind him, one hand over his mouth ad I guided a knife through his throat. His body fell to the floor with a thud, blood pooling around the guys head. I quickly and quietly, moved away from the corpse, mimicking the way (Y/n) moved.