Crimson Nightmares

Chapter Twelve

Well, I didn't think she would agree to join me. I guess she really will do anything for blood. As we entered the Crimson Mafia base, Elizaveta looked around with a mix of curiosity and disdain. The atmosphere was tense, filled with the silent hum of organized chaos. I led her through the dimly lit corridors, passing by various rooms where members of the Crimson Mafia were busy with their tasks.

We finally reached the meeting room where the other executives were gathered. Isidor was hunched over a computer with a sketchbook neck to him, Thaïs was sharpening her knives in the corner, Myron was sketching something on a notepad, Aram was sitting at the head of the table with a stern expression, and Chuuya was meticulously cleaning his guns.

"Everyone, this is Elizaveta. She's joining us," I announced, gesturing towards her.

The room fell silent for a moment as everyone assessed the new addition. Elizaveta simply nodded at each of them, her red eyes gleaming with a mix of curiosity and detachment.

"Elizaveta? It was nice to meet you. I am Aram Venyamin." Elizaveta gave a small nod in acknowledgment.

"I'm here for the blood and the thrill," she said with a chilling smile.

Aram chuckled. "We all have our reasons. Gérald here is one of our most skilled executives. You'll be working closely with him."

"Yes, you might have heard of our team name, but we are Kroviask," she replied, her tone suggesting both indifference and excitement. The whole room fell silent.

"You are the bloody nightmare?" Oh, no. I wanted to keep that a secret. What if they got mad? No, they were going to find out eventually.

"Prove it," How was she supposed to prove it? That is an outage.

"I don't think I can, but." She reached into her coat and pulled out three flasks. Oh, the flasks that would prove to them. She dumped them on her hand, showing the red liquid.

"Is it blood?"

"Yes."

"That's her; I took a scan and looked her up in the system." Thanks, Isidor; I owe you one.

"I am Thaïs Andréa."

"I'm Isidor Eduard."

"Chuuya Nirav."

"Myron Ozana."

The meeting continued as Aram briefed us on upcoming missions and potential threats from rival mafia groups. Isidor shared information about the latest surveillance technologies, and Thaïs discussed possible targets for assassination.

As the meeting concluded, Chuuya stood up. "Well, Elizaveta, it looks like you're in for quite a ride. Gérald will fill you in on the details of your first mission. Oh, and one more thing: in the twisted world of the Mafia, loyalty flows thicker than blood, and murder paints the walls with whispers of treachery. Once you join, there's no going back."

"I've already left the world of innocence behind. The road back is blocked off."

I glanced at Elizaveta. "Ready for some action?"

She grinned, a predatory glint in her eyes. "Always."

Over the next few weeks, Elizaveta proved to be a valuable asset to the Crimson Mafia. Her skills as a vampire assassin were unmatched, and her cold, calculating demeanor earned her the respect of the other executives. Together, we carried out various missions, each one pushing our limits and solidifying our bond as a lethal team within the criminal underworld.