The Assignment

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~Xella's pov~

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~Xella's pov~

"Yet another body was found near the coast of the Brooklyn's Lake, tortured and beaten to death. Many say it is the work of a mysterious gangleader unlike any other in New York City. If it is true and this is the work of a mysterious gangleader, we beg of you to stop. Until then police continue to search for the person behind this mysterious phenomena." Nadia Hector, the news reporter, said staring pleadingly into the camera.

"I have to say, Nadia, what kind of psycho would..."

Rage bottled up within me as I glared daggers at the enormous flat-screen TV in my office. "I am doing them a favor and this is how they thank me? By begging and pleading for me to stop? And calling me psycho?!"

"Wait 'til I get my hands on someone they truly love....."

"And here we have the famous Dr. Damon Anderson to tell us more on the case. Dr. Anderson....." On screen was a tall, muscular man I assume was Dr. Anderson. He looked about 6ft2, early 20's.... Maybe a bit too good looking to be a 'good guy'. Though he had a dark hat covering most of his face and shades on, there was something about him that just seem so familiar.....

You know what. I don't care who he is as long as I get my sweet, sweet revenge.

I picked up my phone and dialed my second in command. Raven Blaze, my most trusted and loyal friend and top fighter. After me of course. 

"What?" she replied grumpily after picking up on the third ring.

"Well hello to you too. I got you another assignment and carry Skylar and Reagan with you. I have a feeling you'd need them. Meet me in the weapons room in ten minutes."

Skylar Prescott our inventor. She creates all our cool gadgets  like an explosive lighter which she, along with Xavier Arden decided to use on an ELECTRIC STOVE and ended up burning the entire kitchen down. Reagan Winchester. Third in command. A very violent and sarcastic person who threatens to hang people by their intestines on ceiling fans.

She, with her grumpy ass, hung up on me as usual. 

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I walked out of the elevator as the door opened only to be met with a very strange view.

Reagan was lying unconscious on the middle of the floor with a needle-like thing sticking out of her forehead and Skylar leaning over her checking her pulse while glaring at Xavier who was slowly backing away from her towards the elevator and almost bumped into me. Meanwhile Raven looked like she was having a seizure lying on the floor a few feet away.

"Do I even want to know?"

~Raven's pov~

"Do I even want to know?" Xella asked doubtful.

I tried talking but all that came out was a sound close to a cry for help. After what just happened I couldn't help but wander why I have these idiots as friends.

Flashback

After Xella so rudely interrupted my precious beauty sleep, I decided to go looking for the other idiots I call friends only to end up in the weapons room where Skylar was holding a needle looking thingy which should be far far away from her with a look of pure pride. Reagan, her best friend, was standing a mile away holding a shield who happens to be Xavier, shouting and screaming at Skylar to put the weapon down. And Xavier with a look of pure terror, trying to get away.

My first instinct was to run as far away from Skylar as possible.

"For the millionth time WE ARE BROTHERS! And if you make one more inappropriate comment about us I WILL SHOOT YOU!" Skylar yelled aiming the tranquilizer at Xavier to prove her point but her finger accidentally hits the trigger.

Luckily, Xavier notices this in time and ducks.

Unfortunately, Reagan doesn't have the same luck.

Next thing I know, Reagan is lying on the floor in the middle of the room, unconscious with Skylar leaning over her checking her pulse, glaring at Xavier who was slowly backing away towards the elevator and I was lying on the floor laughing my ass off when Xella entered the room.

End of  Flashback

"No. No you don't."

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"Okay. So you want us, excluding Xavier who happens to be hiding behind a kitchen stool, to capture this Damon dude and tranquilize him, with the correct tranquilizer, and bring him here?" Xella nodded.

"Yes and....?"

"That is so easy. I've done that before why do I need those idiots? well idiot..." Skylar glared at me, patting her tranquilizer.

"I have a feeling this one's not gonna be so easy. Can someone wake Reagan up! It's distracting."

"We can't..." Skylar answered shameful.

"This dweeb decided to make extra strong tranquilizers." I replied gesturing to Skylar. "That lasts for a week..."

"So then carry the twat twins with you."


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