Dysphoria /1/

Chapter 2

"So tell me David, how in the hell did you let her get away?" Vanoss was more than pissed off, he was furious. The leader of the gang wasn't able to figure out what the mystery girl was doing inside their home base and it annoyed him greatly.

Nogla kept his mouth shut for a while since he knew how Vanoss was when he was angry. The entire gang knew what to do when Vanoss went a little haywire; shut up and wait for him to calm down.

"Honestly. She was half the size of you," Vanoss growled, pounding his fist against the wall. "And the worst part is that we can't even interrogate her since your stupid ass couldn't even handle taking care of a girl."

In truth, Vanoss was completely right. Alice had escaped and it was all because of Nogla's one slip up of letting his guard down for a pretty girl.

MiniLadd had already woken up and was also repeatedly insulted by Vanoss, not as bad as now though. The gang had also discovered that the girl had hacked into their security system with ease, meaning that she was trained.

As he continued shouting at Nogla in the living room while everyone else were in there bedrooms, he went over the process again.

First she had broken into their home by hacking into their security system with just the keypad out front. Second she knocked out one of their best members, MiniLadd. Third, she manipulated them completely to make them think that she was just lost and confused. Fourth she distracted Nogla and knocked him out as well, leaving them a note. But he knew he was missing something. He had no idea what she was there for.

The gang leader realized he was dealing with a spy, someone trained. He knew that the other gangs of Los Santos wouldn't dare to take over his turf, knowing that they had an endless supply of weapons.

With one more loud insult, Vanoss let Nogla leave. "Tell the guys to stay on high alert. We're taking turns on night shift, two at a time."

Nogla nodded and left the room to tell his fellow peers. They all understood Vanoss' order and figured out who would go at what time.

Meanwhile, Alice had her fun training. Though she was a pro, she knew the extra practice would help keep her in shape. It was easy blending with normal people at her local gym, except that she was training a lot more. After weights, she still wasn't finished. She traveled back home, changing into some black leggings and a warm black jacket along with a black mask. That way she wouldn't be recognized or seen for that matter.

It was seven already, making the sky a bit dark. She loved the thrill of travelling throug the night sky. After stretching and slinging her trusty black crossbow over her chest, she started running. Alice ran over the rooftops, hearing the occasional outburst when she hopped onto a house. Jumping was the most difficult part of her parkour training, but she'd been doing this since the age of fourteen and that was seven years ago. Now she was able to do flips off of one building to another and it left her feeling amazingly satisfied with the training she had been doing.

While she ran across the rooftops and buildings, she used her crossbow to shoot anything that would be a bit difficult to shoot, like a random bird or a pedestrian's bag.

But the sun had left as the clock turned nine, so she took the same route back to her house, taking a nice cold shower as soon as she entered the doors.

As Alice did her training, MooSnuckel had done his research throughout the entire afternoon. He'd been through all of their files concerning other gangs or secret governments, but none of them had spies that looked like the girl who had infiltrated their home.

"I couldn't find a single thing." The boys all looked at him as they sat around the large kitchen table. "No name, picture, age, job, or gang. And the fact that I can't figure out what she was doing here is killing me."