Wren's POV
I pulled the trigger and all I got was a click. I pulled it again and again and again. Nothing. Honestly this was the worst time possible to not have any rounds left,but I'll make it work. As the first man approached me I aimed at him like I was going to shoot then charged and pistol whipped him. I knocked him right in the temple with enough force to kill him. The next guy came from behind. I was surprised but my reflexes were quicker. I duct and as he went to jump on my back flew right over top of me. The next few were simple, unskilled men who were way too easy to take down.
Then all at once it hit me. First I felt the sting and then I felt the wooziness. They had tasered me. I knew this because I have had it happen so many times before, so I handled it like every other time. Two deep breaths, clear my mind and focus on getting those damned clips out of my shoulder. As I pulled them out, the astonished face of the man who had done it was more than enough to boost my ego enough to kill him with my bear hands. I don't usually go for it this way but if he wanted to play hard to get than I'm all for it.
As his lifeless body fell to the ground I looked around. I knew whoever sent them would be here soon to collect their prize. Too bad instead of it being me, it was their men...dead.
I have had this bounty over my head for about 10 years now. It all started when I was 16 and killed the head honcho of the Pisca Gang. I didn't know it at the time that he was who he was until I figured out the hard way.
One of his men had me in 'custody' and was a bit of a blabber mouth. Given it was annoying as hell to listen to him ramble about the boat loads of money he was about to receive, it worked to my advantage. He was so unaware of his surroundings that he didn't even notice I had a gun pulled on him until he heard the click of the trigger right before I blew his brains out.
You might ask how would a 16 year old girl outsmart and kill the leader of a gang? Well my family is royal. No, not queen of England royal, more like my dad was the leader of the Spanish mafia. I had started training when I was seven. I was homeschooled and trained by the best men in my fathers ranks.
By the time I was 13 I could take down five of his best fighters in less than 10 minutes. I left the week after I turned 15 for my first order of business as the first female underboss in training. My mission was to kill the supposed head of a drug operation that was taking away from our business. I had no idea I was getting into gang business (which made a huge mess might I add.) After killing him all of his alliances decided to put a bounty over my head for 1.8 trillion. I have had many encounters with different gangs (some repeats) trying to get at the money. I've even had random people with no affiliation to any gang or illegal business trying to kill me for this which is what leads me to where I am now. 26 years old and the Boss of the Spanish Mafia.
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Mafia
General FictionShe is beautiful, deadly, and in charge. He is beautiful, deadly, and in charge. Too much alike or just enough in common?