Knock Out

I'm Gonna Show You Crazy

Natasha's POV

I strutted into the basement celler in my standard uniform. Black pants, a black shirt, a pair of sneakers and my hair in a bun. I pushed my sleeves to just bellow my elbows. And with that I opened the steel door. "There you are. And in all of your glory I might add." I said winking, and  walked to the instrument wall. Which really was a weaponary wall. Being a gangleader has its ups and downs. Eversince Renee and the kids died I havent been the same. My daughter went missing a week ago and I fear I might never get her back. With that I turned my newfound furry to my victium. Grabbing a throwing knife I threw it at his hanging firgure, and due to his groan I hit him. I signaled to the guy by the door to lower him. I pulled out a chair and watched as he was lowered into it. He hissed telling me that him sitting hurt him as much as it overjoyed me. I pulled out the knife and he hissed again. His eyes closed and I wrapped my bandana around his eyes. I threw the knife to the side and straddled his lap, applying more pressure to his wound of course. "You wanted me and now HERE I AM. DO YOU NOT WANT ME ANYMORE!" I said in a nagging manner. "No Natasha not like this." His voice quivered as he spoke. "My god you sound like you haven't had water in days. The me sodden your parched lips." I said and reached for the glass. Instead of putting it against his lips, I splashed the water all over him and made sure to pour a little extra where his wound was. "BOSS, BOSS RED ALERT THE POLICE ARE HEADING HERE!" I heard the guard yell. "Before I go I want you to press my wrist." I said and he did. "Your heartbeat seems faint." He said. "Yes, because of you but press harder." I said trying to stiffle my laugh when the electric current went and shocked him. "Now I'll be back later for you." I said and pulled out my handerciff. I pressed it to his wound making him gasp. 'Bye bye." I said than ran up the stairs. This handerciff had a mix of different herbs and I knew blood seemed to activate them. They temoraily disabled a dogs sense of smell. I stuffed the handkey into my pocket as I went to the front door. "Hello may I help you?" I asked when the cop stood at my door. "We have reason to believe this is a gang house. May we speak to a Renee Sterling?" They asked. "I'm so sorry but unless you want to talk to her grave then no." I said making my eye water when anyone brought her name. "I'm sorry how did she die?" The female officer said glaring at her companion. "A car accident. Her car caught on fire and pinned them. Renee, her boyfriend, their 2 kids and my daughter were killed." I said as the tears rolled down my cheeks. "I'm very sorry. Do you mind if we use the dogs and look around? They seem to really want whats in your pocket." He said smirking like he just caught me red handed. "I'm sure they are if they like blood." I said pulling out the handkey and couching into it. Using my hot air to move the blood to a visual position. "I have hempotysis. It causes me to cough up blood." I said showing them the handkey. The dogs sniffed it then didn't sniff anything else. "I'm on my death bed as we speak. Thankfully it hasnt fully taken over me yet. I don't mean to be rude but can you leave. I'm highly contagious and I wouldn't wish this on my mortal enemy." I said with a serious face my tears still rolling down my cheeks. They nodded and almost ran out of the house. Once the door was closed I started laughing. "You should be an actress." One of the gang members said with a wink. "Boss what do you want me to do about our prisoner?" Roy asked. "I'm not finished yet I'll tell you after but bring my 'medical bag'." I said making air quotations and then laughed and went down stairs. I entered back into the room and my bag was placed in my hand. "Now I hope your much less resistant when you wake up." I said in my victiums ear and smirked as he shivered. I put own my elastic gloves than ripped open a alcohol packet. I wiped a piece of skin where his neck was. Then grabbed my syringe and stuck it into the clear liquid. I pushed the needle into his neck. "Goodnight Austin." I said as his eyes closed.