Libellula

Chapter 2: Lights Out

           

Hello my beloved readers! I hope you're ready for this chapter because you're about to be shook. Love you guys and thanks for reading!

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Chapter 2: Lights Out

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"Who do you suspect?" my brother asks me quietly to make sure nobody is listening.

"I have some ideas. Let's talk to Dante to see if he saw or heard anything suspicious." I tell him.

"Okay, but don't say anything about the heirloom." My brother states the obvious.

We walk towards the living area where we spot Dante the same time he spots us.

"Hey! If it isn't the Capello Twins!" Dante says loudly while smirking and making his way over towards us.

Dante has been my brothers best friend since he joined the mafia. He treats me like a little sister, so he's like another brother to me. He's only about two years older than me and I'm 18.

"Hey Dante," My brother gives him a bro hug, "Aurora and I wanted to talk to you."

Dante looks over towards me and ruffles my hair, "Well what do you want to talk about?"

"It's kind of serious," I start as I look up at him, "We noticed that one of the guards is stealing money from our father and we are trying to figure out who it could be."

I know lying isn't the greatest thing to do, but sometimes not telling the full truth is the better thing to do. Especially when it comes to the family business. If I want to keep my fathers trust and our business safe, it's for the better.

"Hm..." he looks as if he's in deep thought, "well I noticed that one the guards has been acting differently. The one that is always passing gas and blaming it on the dog." After his last statement he muffles a laugh.

"That's you!" My brother chuckles and punches his friend in the arm.

"Very mature you two," I start as I suppress my giggles, "We have a serious issue here."

"Oh come on little Capello, that was a good one!" Dante laughs and watches me give in and finally break into a grin.

"Fine that was pretty good, but we seriously have to figure out who could be sneaking around, the more eyes the better." I say as my serious expression returns.

"Okay, If I see anything—" Suddenly gunfire and loud shouting is heard from the main entrance.

My brother and I both grab our pistols from our belt and rush to the scene, taking cover behind a wall. I'm standing next to him and as he peeks around the wall bullets fly past his face. He quickly pulls back and looks at me.

"There's multiple men, about three to the right and four to the left. All of them have a gun, mostly pistols. Doesn't look like they're here to do much damage. It seems like they're here to pick up someone and leave." My brother says quickly.

I nod and make sure my pistol is filled with ammo, "I'll take out the ones on the right, you get the left."

My brother has a faster aim than I do, so four men won't be a problem for him.

He checks our surroundings before nodding in my direction, "Let's do this."

We both reveal ourselves from the wall and I immediately am shooting towards the three men my brother told me about. The first man didn't even see me before my bullet contacted his skull. The second man quickly glanced in my direction before I shot him in the chest, making him fall to the ground. The third man saw me and aimed his gun towards me. Before I could process it, a bullet flew right through his head. I look towards my brother.

I give him a sour expression, "You know I could've handled him on my own."

We hear another gun shot and quickly take cover behind the other wall.

"Yes, but it would've been cutting it close." He replies as he gives me a once over, "You good?"

"Never been better." I give him a sarcastic remark. I know it seems like I'm some murderer who kills for fun, but I hate killing people. I do it because I have to in order to stay alive. My father always says that it's me or the enemy. I won't let the enemy win.

"Trova la ragazza! (Find the girl!)" We hear men yelling.

"Who the hell do you think they are looking for?" I ask my brother.

"Lei è qui! ¡Ha sparato a due dei nostri uomini! (She is over here! She shot two of our men!)" 

My brother and I glance at each other with wide eyes. "Why do they want me?" I ask him like he would know.

"I don't know, but I won't let them take you." He says in anger.

We hear gun fire towards the wall we are standing behind and my brother makes a run for it. I watch wide eyed as he shoots off bullets in multiple directions without giving me a warning. I rush out after him as falls to the ground clutching his leg. I shoot multiple men as I grab him and drag him behind another wall.

"What the hell are you thinking?" I scream at him as I examine his wound. "Are you fucking kidding me? No warning? Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

All he does is frown, "I wasn't expecting that many men."

"That's your excuse?" I question. "You actually could've gotten killed."

"I'm trying to keep you safe." He winces as I wrap his leg with a part of torn cloth.

"You're not going to do that by getting yourself killed." I glare towards him.

"Prendila! (Get her!)" I hear a man running behind me and my brother shoots him.

I spin around into my defensive position when I hear more men running towards us. It would be nice if some guards actually showed up to help now.

I shoot off multiple bullets until I'm greeted with a clicking sound.

"Shit, you got more ammo?" I ask my brother quickly as he tries to stand up on one leg.

He answers my question by the sound of his gun clicking when he tries to shoot. "Fuck." I hear him mutter.

I pull my knives out of my boots and as I look up I see a man aiming his gun towards my brother. Before I have a chance to throw my knife I hear the bullet shoot off and a thump as a body falls to the ground. Without a second thought I whip the knife towards the man with all my strength, hitting his jugular.

I spin around to help my brother, but instead I'm met with an unfamiliar face.

"Lights out princess." His heavy Italian accent rings through my ears as I feel a needle stab into my neck.

I try to fight back, but everything is spinning. I look towards the ground and see my brother laying in a puddle of blood unconscious. "No." I whisper as I fall into a pit of darkness.

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OH NO! Is Angelino dead?! Where did Dante disappear to? Why are the men looking for Aurora?

Find out in the next chapter...