Chapter 113Behold! Another chapter.
Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, sexual moments mentioned, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.
Error/Moxxie speaking/speaking/singing
Voices/Text/Flashback/Singing
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"Alright everyone we got one client left for today. Let's go out and roll some heads!" Blitz tells the crew as they all are in the meeting room. "Now were going to France. Now did you all bought those app translators?"
"Does this junk even work?" Striker looks at their phone.
"Work so far down here."
"This looks terrible." Moxxie stared at the translator app when it opened up.
"Well, it's what we got! Unless any of you know French!"
"I thought you picked up some from Versokia?" Millie taps on her phone.
"When I was dating, I just learned phrases that were important and cool. Like where is the bathroom? Do you love horses? Where the alcohol?"
"Any who how many were killing?"
"One in France. Will be staying at the hotel. Here for business nonsense. So, let's get geared up and ready."
Gear up time.
One portal open to France.
"This will a be a snatch." Blitz snickered as he was sitting at a table. Millie across from him. The pair disguised like a couple. Blitz wearing a ridiculous wig with a tiny beret. Millie looks very classic and wearing her blonde wig, a pair of sunglasses. They already saw the target go inside.
"Voici vos escargots." A waiter comes outside and places a plate down.
"Great I'm famished!" Blitz grabbed a cook snail with ingredients shoved in.
"Why couldn't we go inside and get it." Millie pouts and twirling the small fork.
"We are the eyes if they decide the target wants to leave early. If they do well, we get them. Besides the client wanted their bodies found in the hotel rooms." Blitz throws the whole thing in his mouth and chews around. "Not bad, the shell gives it a good crunch."
The brute badass hums but does not look at him. But on her phone instead. She let loose a small giggle.
"Are the newlyweds trying to sue you?"
"They're too busy complaining about using their money to get rabies treatments." She snickered, oh their facial reactions when they video went live was awesome. Save it. "Besides if they did, I don't mind going to 'visit' them."
"Then who the hell you been texting?"
"That's for me to know."
"No! Not secrets. I want to know the secrets."
"Sorry B can't say right now."
"Dangit...Is it at least hot text?"
"50/50."
"Eh I'll take it."
"Speaking of texts. Have you and Stolas. Well talk?"
"Talk? There was nothing. Zippo. Natta." Sees her give him an unimpressed as the sunglasses goes down. "I'm serious!"
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Error wanted rest! Not be a Imp...Oh well (Discontinued read description.)
Fanfic(This story is discontinued. There is a 2.0 Version updated.) Error jumps in the void. He thought hurray rest, freedom, and a big middle finger to Fate. But nope instead he is given a new chance. A new beginning. As Moxxie the Imp. The assassin weap...