"Wait... I've Been Reborn As A Guy!?"

Chapter Seven

"I am going to kill you one day," Mariah whispered as she passed me. 

"Only if I don't kill you first," I whispered back. 

She sneered and briskly walked over to Eric, back to the fake, happy, sweet Mariah. Smooth. An insult out one end, and complements out the other. How two faced, not that I was one to judge. It could be said I was the same myself. 

Though, I wasn't nearly as narrow-minded as she was. I at least had a bit of common sense, and didn't find thrill in laughing as someone is killed right before them. 

"Itzal, are you done grabbing a drink?" Mariah asked. "We need to discuss the new job we just received." 

"I'm coming." I answered. 

"I can't believe it. We got a special job! We were specifically requested to take out a few hooligans." Eric said in awe. 

Oh, that means that they got the job I requested. Which one was it again? Which group did I assign us to take out first? 

"Itzal! Are you paying attention?" Mariah questioned. 

"Yeah, I am. We got a special job. We were specifically requested which is a big deal." I stated. 

"We were requested to take out five people. Two girls, three guys. Hendrick Howse, Elise Baker, Julian Frisk, Emmerich Loop, and Gretchen Hall." Eric said. 

He handed me the phone. I looked at each of their pictures. Oh yeah! It was that guy from Rouge.  I guess they were the first ones that were going down. 

"Can you find these people?" Mariah inquired. 

"No problem." I said. "I already found one of them, see? This guy, the one I saw earlier in one of the buildings, is Emmerich Loop, one of our targets." 

"Wait a minute. Are you sure that you saw him here?" Eric double checked. 

"Yeah, why?" 

"'Cause that would mean that we were commissioned to take out a few of our comrades." 

He and Mariah seemed worried about this fact. They were extremely confusing. One moment they were laughing at killing an innocent, and the next they were worried about killing someone. 

"Gah! Who cares who it is? We're getting paid a whole bunch and one of the targets are close by. What else could we be asking for?" I yelled. 

They flinched. It seemed that this only really affected Eric. Mariah was pretending to be shocked,  but in reality she couldn't care less who was killed. 

"If I'm right about this," I continued. "We were commissioned to wipe out all of team Rouge. They must have made a big shot mad. If we don't complete this, we might be next." 

This seemed to get through to Eric. Finally, I could get this over with. It would be slow, but eventually I would reduce this organization to mere ruble. One team at a time. 

"Mariah, open the safe." Eric ordered. 

She rushed out of the room as fast as she could. The safe... there was a good chance that was where everything was stored. Everything meaning all of the murdering supplies. 

Eric turned to me with a serious look in his eyes. 

"I'm worried about you. You're really aggressive today. Is it because of what happened with that random girl?" He inquired. 

"..." 

"I know that this is probably a sensitive subject, but as your friend I want to help you. Please tell me so that I can help you." He begged.