AN// Here's that action you wanted. No cliffhanger, this time, I think. No promises. Alexis (Fighter) speaks a bit (lot) of fluent German here, so translations will be at the bottom.//
"Little Fighter. It's good to see you again. Though I rather wish you had died when I shot you at that party 1 year ago." He says.
"Look, Arschloch, you couldn't kill me twelve months ago when I had my back turned, you're sure as hell not going to be able to kill me now. Thanks for the scar, by the way. Looks absolutely lovely." I quip back.
"Alexis, what the fuck?" Elijah hisses at me.
Mr. Businessman moves his gun and points it at Elijah instead.
"How about I shoot him? Like I did with your boyfriend. Such a shame he got in the way. He was such a handsome young man, he was glowing with potential." He baits me, trying to get a reaction.
I notice movement over his shoulder, as a young flight attendant freezes at the sight. I make eye contact with her and shake my head slightly, telling her not to move. She nods her head at me.
"Too bad you'll never get away with this. I'll kick your ass and have you unconscious by the time the someone notices what's going on and calls security." I say this while looking at the young women, who nods her head and backing away, pulls out her phones and types in what I hope is 911 before bolting away back to the front of the plane. Most likely to tell the captain to call for security.
"Look at me you dumb bitch, I'm talking to you. Or did your papa never teach you any manners?" He snarls, raising his hand as if to slap me.
Dumb move bro. Dumb move.
As he moves his hand, he drops the other one holding the gun and I take advantage of it, pulling out of Blues grip, I bring my leg up and kick the gun out of his hand, sending it flying across to the other side of the plane.
"Come on asshole, you've put me in a crappy mood, finish what you started you coward." I goad him, which makes him lunge at me but I sidestep back into my row of seats, which sends him stumbling a few steps and allowing me to move out into the aisle so I have more fighting space.
"Fighter be careful. Don't play with him." Elijah speaks up from where he is stuck between me and the gunman.
Shit.
The guy notices this as well, but as he goes to grab Blue, I move dash forward and plant a ball kick in his chest, which sends him sprawling backwards. I follow him and don't give him time to recover, punching him in the nose, the force of which snaps his neck backwards and makes him fall over.
I stalk over to where he's lying on the floor, holding his nose and groaning.
//AN- Translation is at the end of the chapter//
"Sie und Ihre Bande machte eine sehr dumme Bewegung jagen mir zu meiner Heimat. Ihr Gang war unschlagbar meiner eigenen in einen Kampf mit ihr Bestes vor, wussten Sie Haufen Idioten, die denken, dass Sie einer von euch könnte auf einer unserer besten und gewinnen? Sie verzweifelt, ebenso wie ihr Führer war am Ende, als ich endlich hatte ihn, er war unten auf seine Knie, Betteln mich nicht, ihn zu töten. Er starb eine bemitleidenswerte Menschen. Ein Mann mit keinen Stolz. Sieht aus wie ihr gehen auf diese Weise." I snarl at him in German before punching him so hard that his head smacks against the floor with a sickening thud and he lays still, blood pouring out of his nose. I check his pulse and its still beating steady and strong.
I tilt his head to the side so he doesn't inhale and choke on his own blood. Though the asshole deserves it.
"Did you just kill him?" Elijah asks me, shocked as I walk back over to him, grimacing down at my knuckles.
"No, he's just unconscious. Nothing to worry about, it's self-defence. Besides, my father can take care of any repercussions." I say.
Before anymore can be said on the matter, security, paramedics and the police dash into the plane, asking us if we're okay, where the weapon is- "It landed over there, Elijah and I didn't touch it, officer."
How we got him unconscious- "I'm trained in 3 types of martial arts sir, I know how to defend myself from this sort of attack. I checked his pulse officer, he's still alive and I made sure to tilt his head to the side so the blood from his nose doesn't run into his mouth where he can choke on it."
Before the kind man can ask us any more question, a commotion outside catches everyone's attention and before anyone can react, my two big brothers and my father burst into the plane.
"Hi, papa," I say, smiling slightly before a paramedic grabs my hand and checks my knuckles.
"Fuck man, be a little bit more gentle." I hiss at the guy and he freezes, looking at me sheepishly.
"Alexis, language." Kaspar, my oldest brother snaps at me while Zakhar laughs.
"Sorry." I murmur to the paramedic.
"It's all good Lexi. It's nice to see you again."
I do a double take and really look at the guy.
Ahhhh. Makes more sense now.
"Hey, Ivan," I grin at him.
I told you that she was going to speak some hardcore German. Here are the translations for those of us, me included, who can't speak a foreign language to save their lives.
Translations:
German: Arschloch
English: Asshole
German: Sie und Ihre Bande machte eine sehr dumme Bewegung jagen mir zu meiner Heimat. Ihr Gang war unschlagbar meiner eigenen in einen Kampf mit ihr Bestes vor, wussten Sie Haufen Idioten, die denken, dass Sie einer von euch könnte auf einer unserer besten und gewinnen? Sie verzweifelt, ebenso wie ihr Führer war am Ende, als ich endlich hatte ihn, er war unten auf seine Knie, Betteln mich nicht, ihn zu töten. Er starb eine bemitleidenswerte Menschen. Ein Mann mit keinen Stolz. Sieht aus wie ihr gehen auf diese Weise.
English: You and your gang made a very stupid move chasing me to my home country. Your gang couldn't beat my own in a fight with their very best before, did you bunch of idiots think you one of you could take on one of our best and win? You're getting desperate, just like your leader was at the end. When I finally had him, he was down on his knees, begging me not to kill him. He died a pitiful man. A man with no pride. Looks like your going that way.
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