Queen of Destruction (gxg)

Four

Four

Kalise Vernelli

"How's your first week?" Dad asked over the phone. I was at the training room/gym of my hotel, sparring with Max, one of the few persons I'm actually close with in the mafia. "It was ...eventful."

"Make any friends?" I sat on the side bench and scoffed. Me? Have friends? "As if. Jamie was there though. And I met the boss of Big Spyder. He's strong. But still far from my level." I told him. Just in case.

"Hmm. They'd make good allies. Have you met the school owner's son?" Does he mean Kai?

"Kai? Yeah, why?"

"Keep him close. His father is the boss of the Yakuza. I don't want them against us." Yakuza. So he's Japanese not Chinese? Ugh. People there look the same anyway.

"And Queen?" He added. "Lay low for a while okay? We don't want them watching your every move." "I can't promise that dad but, I'll try."

I hung up and took the water bottle Bryle, Max's younger brother, was handing me. "So, how's it back there?" I asked them. "Trey's taking care of it Queen. Some gang fights here and there but nothing too serious." I nodded then stood up and looked at them.

"Wanna race?"

***

People were looking at us, but it was more like our rides. They can't see me though, my windows are tinted.

I was driving a red Aston Martin Vanquish with splotches of yellow and orange flames. The brothers both had Lamborgini Elemento's but Max had a yellow one while Bryle's are blue.

I was entering the track when a man in a suit stopped me. He looked like a bodyguard of some sort. Really? They have those here? I opened my window and he asked for my ID. Once he read mine I saw his eyes grow wide. He looked at me and nodded for me to enter. "They're with me." I told him, pointing to the brothers' before speeding off.

Parking on the track, I got off the car and looked around, the two already on my sides. I know I told the old man I'll try to lay low but, a little racing won't hurt.

This place is big. Almost as big as those tracks in NASCAR. Moments later, I saw Damon, Dos and one other guy approach us. Damon and Dos bowed in front of me and the other guy looked confused as to why they were doing that but did the same.

"My Queen, its a pleasure having you here." Damon said with his head still down. "Stop it with the formalities. We came here to race. Know anyone good enough?" He smiled and nodded.

Few minutes later, I was on the track with Damon. It seems like he's the best here. It's already expected though, he is the boss of Big Spyder which is the number one gang in all of US. "Who's racing the boss?" I heard someone ask. And just because I'm curious to what their conversation will turn out, I decided to evesdrop.

"Some real hot chick. Guess she doesn't know who she's dealing with here."

"Yep. She's gonna loose. I'm betting on the boss. But I wouldn't mind comforting her later though." Then they laughed.

I smirked. So they think I'M gonna loose? Hah. Be prepared to loose your money boys.

***

We were already on the last lap and Damon was on my tail. He's good, I haven't raced anyone as fast as him for a while now. I glanced at the rearview mirror and saw him catching up so I decided to turn it up a notch. I kicked the gas and shifted. Too bad I didn't get to use my nos though. Oh well, I'll just save it for next time.