"Ready to shoot?" He grinned at me as we hid behind a stack of wooden crates. "Reload your gun, darling." I copied his movement with his gun. He nodded at me in approval before standing up and shot the one of the men coming at us. "It's now or never."
Fuck this. Standing up with him, i started shooting at the 6 men coming at us. I shot one in his leg, one in his hand and Asher shot them in the head. Not missing one shot. Determined to learn, i kept shooting and shooting until i hit one in the head. Once i got the grip of it, my shots became more precise.
We took refuge behind the walls, to catch our breaths. "Good fucking work." Asher smiled at me.
"Guys, Ryle has been shot." Ki breathed through the earpiece, "Theo needs backup."
"You said they cleared the second floor." Asher clenched his fists at the thought of losing one of his friends.
"They did. There were six men outside. They got back inside, took Theo and Ryle by surprise." Ki answered, "Should i give the others the signal?"
"No." Asher groaned, "I'll go there myself. It's just five men."
"Well fuck because two men are headed are way right now." He spoke through the earpiece. "Katherine can take them?"
Asher looked at me, waiting for my reply. "You'll be fine on your own?"
Nodding, i answered, "I'll be fine. Go help your friend."
"No funerals." He warned, gave me a lingering look before he went up the stairs. I really hoped Ryle was fine.
Once he left, i crouched behind a stack of crates and observed the guards. They were all armed and seemed to be on high alert. Taking a deep breath, i removed my knives and kept away the gun. Shooting was an amazing experience and fun but i was done using guns for today.
Killing. More killing. This shit never ends, does it?
"Hey guys." I stepped out from behind the crates, making them aware of my presence. It's not a fair fight if you attack from behind. It's all about morals. Holding a knife in each of my hands, the men's eyes widened when i launched into action, throwing a punch at one of them while simultaneously kicking the other in the stomach.
Judging by the look on their faces, they were caught off guard by my sudden attack, but they quickly regained their footing and started fighting back. I dodged their punches and kicks yet they still managed to land a few blows on me. They were strong and skilled fighters, no doubt trained.
The fight was intense and grueling. I could feel my muscles burning and my heart pounding in my chest. Giving up wasn't an option.
"Damn. You're good." Ki yet again, reminded me of his watchful eye. "Hey Boss, she's fine."
"How's Ryle?", I asked, silently hoping to receive some good news. "He's fine. The bullet grazed him."
I let out a sigh of relief at this. "Thank god." I stepped closer to the mental door, standing in front of it, i frowned when there was a keypad on the wall. This door could be opened only with a password.
"Hey, Killian?" I spoke, "This door requires a password to open. Could you..."
He chuckled before typing quickly, the pressing sound on the keyboard could be heard. "It's a child's play."
Rushing footsteps were heard, approaching me. My hand instantly went to grip one of my knives but retreated when i saw Asher, Theo and Ryle walking towards me.
"And....." Killian trailed off, "Done."
The previous red light on the keypad turned to green. Asher gave me a curt nod, gesturing me to open the door. I embraced myself for what I was about to be greeted with, for whatever was waiting for me behind this door.
As I entered the basement, I felt a chill run down my spine. The basement was dark and damp, and the air was musty with the smell of mold and mildew. The light from my flashlight barely penetrated the darkness, casting eerie shadows on the walls.
As I walked further inside, I could see chains hanging from the ceiling and rusted tools scattered around the room. It was clear that this was not a place someone would want to be trapped in.
I called out for my parents, but there was no response. The only sound was the creaking of the old wooden stairs as my friends, Asher, Theo, and Ryle, followed me down.
As we looked around for any sign of my parents, we noticed a white paper sitting on a table. Asher stepped forward and picked up the paper. As he read it out loud, we realized that it was an invitation to a ball then he paused, his fists clenched. "What else does it say?" I asked, concern dripping off my tone.
He refused to meet my gaze. "He has my parents."
Suddenly, it all made sense. This was a trap. Someone had lured us down here with the promise of finding my parents, but it was all a ruse to get us into this creepy basement and find this stupid invitation while they take Asher's parents hostage.
"It was a fucking trap." Asher groaned, slamming his fist on the nearest wall, bruising his knuckles.
I felt a knot form in my stomach as I realized that this my fault and that my parents might have been trapped here, in this disgusting place.
"Fuck." Asher cussed, "We'll find them. We'll go to this stupid fucking ball and I'll rain hell on whoever dared to mess with me."
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Collided worlds
Romance"What was the point of leaving a life where you had to spill blood for a living only to be stuck in a similar one?" After running away from her duties as the heir of the Demon, king of assassins, Katherine found herself in the modern world. A world...
