HIT-GIRL FANFIC

Thirty-Three

Hit girl sits there staring out the window but hears a door slam and turns back eyeing the person walk into the room. The person doesn't notice her, and she remains quiet not speaking till the man gets closer hearing her speak "commissioner?"

He stops noticing the voice and hangs up his jacket as he comments "that is a voice from the past. Hit girl?"

The man doesn't turn, and she takes a breath as she speaks calmly "I want to take down bad people."

"Bad people? That a loose definition with you and your friend. does he still run around with you pretending to do good things?"

"I am just letting you know they will be taken down."

"it's cute you think you'll be the one to do it." The commissioner looks up to hit girl and leans across his desk "just stop playing cop and let the real ones handle it. you two did enough damage already."

Hit girl leans across the desk and whispers "they are going down."

"You said that years ago hit girl and then you almost ended up dead. You're lucky you had bad friends to save you."

"You mean good?"

"No, I mean bad. I know you had that Carmello in your pocket. he stuck his neck out for you and you both made off really well.  why do you think I would trust hit girl to be on the right side when the wrong side saved your life once?"

"I want them delt with as well."

"No, it's someone else. who do you really hate hit girl? Who is your real enemy?"

"I am going after the Carmello's."

"Right one bad operation at a time but never Mr. Carmello, no one wants that great man hurt. trust me we will be the one to do that not hit girl or some other kid running around just let the cops do their jobs."

He motions to the door and hit girl stands there as the commissioner nods to her "I gave you a shot once and you stabbed a knife through our departments back. we trusted you and you chose your side. I can't put trust in random people again, just stay out of our way."

He laughs and motions to the door "your wanted after all."

She walks out of the door and the commissioner eyes it slams shut as he laughs and looks down at a sheet of paper frowning as he mumbles "it never adds up."

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Hit girl sits there eyeing the train roll by and eyes the words on the side as she smiles to herself reading it. Mr. Carmello sits at his desk hearing the man across from him "i told him it was a bad idea."

"Japan?"

"Yep."

"And he's not dead."

"Nope but he may have lost his hand i heard."

"Which hand?" Mr. Carmello looks up and the Australian sits back smiling "which one do you think?"

"And where is he?"

"Back car, recovering you know you're not stupid for having him watched and lucky it was me because I don't hate him, I just don't like him either."

"he's too..." The Australian sits back staring at the desk and turns his head eyeing the symbol on the desk. He looks up and frowns "he's too nice, isn't he?"

"Don't discuss my son. I hired you because your good at your job but do not talk to me like we are friends." he puts down his pen and looks up "that is my son your insulted."