Ashlyn Ross is a normal teenage girl -to the outside world that is. she has a secret identity and only her parents and trusted trainer knows.
she's a gang boss that even her gang members don't know who she is. she goes by Rose and that's that. her...
everything blurred as we burst out of the room, both shirtless. Ashlyn was such a badass until Carl, the boss started to attempt to intimidate her. then she turned into a demon, and just like she had said, she is hell. but like i would say, she is standing with one foot in hell and the other in heaven. she's leaning on her hell side a little more than heaven, but if she tried, she could be an angel.
all the men in the room, including Carl stopped what they were doing and looked at us. Ash didn't give them a second to figure out what was going on and immediately ran towards Carl. i ran for the other guys and started to fight them, hand to hand even though i had a hunting knife in my hand. i spun and twisted under one of the men's legs, slashing a deep gash in his inner thigh. he groaned and clutched his leg before running up the stairs to get it treated.
i spun around to face my next opponents but there were none. they had all gone to face the bigger threat. Ashlyn.
ok, ouch. she's a higher priority? and also, holy shit she's hot.
Ashlyn's POV
i slashed and stabbed at the seemingly, never-ending wave of men. they all fiercely attacked me in an attempt to protect their boss, but failed miserably. i slaughtered them all, tearing down their defenses.
I fell on my ass and glanced around, finding that one of the men had swiped his foot under my legs. i glared at him and judging by the look on his face, he knew he was dead.
I tackled him and grabbed a knife from on the table in the middle of the room, stabbing it into his chest. I watched at blood oozed out and then turned to the boss who was now alone and without his mini-army.
"Not so confident now, are you?" I asked, stepping towards him while slightly swinging my hips.
"Oh I've got plenty of confidence. Once i get out of here and away from you, I'm going to spread the word to the whole country that Ashlyn Ross is the feared Rose." He smirked.
"You mean if you get away from here." I sneered.
"Oh I'm getting out." He assured me.
"But will the question be, dead? Or alive?" I asked, cocking my head tothe side. His smirk drooped and his eyes widened.
"What is Brandon doing here?" I asked.
"He's going on a mission to keep you from dying."
"Why?"
"Because he's your half brother." He smirked again.
I swayed on my feet, my confidence dropping dirt low as i took that information in.
"I don't have a brother." I growled, picked up a gun and pointing it at him. He shrugged.
"But you do. Your daddy had an affair one night when he was so drunk, he didn't even know who he was. So i wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't even know."
"You bastard." I snarled. "My dad wouldn't do that."
"But he did. When your mom was at home sleeping, right before she got pregnant with you, he went to a bar with his friends to celebrate his birthday. He got drunk and met a girl who was also drunk and they hooked up. She doesn't even know who Brandon's dad is."
"But Brandon does." I said sarcastically.
"Yes he does."
"How."
"A blood test." He studied me. "when he turned sixteen, he went and bought a blood test, wanting to know who is dad was. When he found out, he went to find you."
"And that's why he whipped me and tortured me and all those girls there."
"He hadn't planned on it. But then one of Rose's men went into his house and killed his mom over a betting arangment that she couldn't pay. So he went for you."
I swayed on my feet, feeling slightly dizzy and nauseous. Why was everything so complicated? I focused my eyes on the boss's.
"Maybe you're right, maybe your lying. Either way. Can't have you spreading the word." I said coldly. Then i pressed on the trigger, aiming it at his head. The gun kicked and shot the bullet into his brain, splattering blood on the wall and floor.
I tossed the gun on the floor and turned around fo face Luke.
"Wow." He said. I nodded and jogged to the door. Before i could turn the corner, a body slammed into mine, causing me to fall back onto Luke. He caught me and i looked up, seeing Noah standing over me. He grinned before helping me up.
"Anything new?" He asked.
"A lot." I nodded. "I'll tell you on the way to.. where are we going?"
"Back to the airport." Luke said. I turned to look at him.
"Why? What about Brandon?"
"That's where he is. His mission was to get on a plane and blow it up with him inside it." I gaped at him.
"Ok to the airport. Hurry!" I exclaimed before tearing up the stairs and out to the car. Noah and Luke followed me, hot on my heels as we shoved past girls in heels and bikinis, men enjoying themselves and bouncers.
We got into the car and Noah started it, taking off. I explained everything that had happened, including how Brandon was possibly my brother on the way. We tore around a corner and could see the airport at the end of the road. Noah stomped on it, rocketing down the pavement.
We pulled up to the lot and parked the car. We jumped out and ran into the airport, and up to the front desk. Noah began asking for Brandon as i kept glancing anxiously towards the large window that exposed the runway and planes. They continued to talk as something on one of the planes caught my eye. I stepped away from Noah and Luke, looking at the plane window where Brandon sat, staring out of it sadly. He saw me and jumled up, saying something.
I watched as Brandon turned and ran from the window.
Right as the plane exploded.
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