Kill for Me

Chapter Thirteen: Shocking Truth

Everything was going according to plan. It was only a matter of time before the major pieces fell into place, then they would be home free! It was an exhilarating feeling knowing that one's plans had finally come to fruition. Patience had certainly paid off, especially since the first attempt had gone horribly wrong. After that setback, it took a long time of thinking and planning to finally get back on track. It had taken much longer than anticipated, but that didn't matter anymore. The Angel of Darkness was ready.

He went into the room and saw Ella dressed in a lovely red lace evening gown that touched the floor. It had long sleeves with flowered lace at her wrists, just like the design at the hem of the skirt. Her hair had been styled in an up do, stray strands of curls fell onto her face, softening the look. She turned around and smiled at him.

"Ready?" he asked her. She nodded her head and snapped the matching red clutch purse shut, tucking her under her arm. He offered her his arm, and together they went out into the large hall where everyone was waiting.

Soft murmuring began when they appeared side by side. He led her down the aisle and towards the stage where they both climbed up the stairs, her red dress trailing after her. They turned and faced the crowd, smiling at each other.

"Friends, it is with such gladness that I welcome Ella back into our family. Now, the events will unfold just as we planned. Those who have betrayed us will get their just desserts and we will have more than we know what to do with!"

The crowd cheered.

"Please, enjoy this evening. You've all deserved it. Tomorrow, we strike swiftly!"

More cheers. Ella smiled maliciously.

He grabbed two wine glasses from the table and handed her one. It was filled with dark red wine. She took it and they clinked their glasses together.

"Well, this certainly brings back memories," she said, her voice slightly deeper than normal.

"Doesn't it?" He smiled at her, his green eyes sparkling. "I trust you have everything prepared for tomorrow?"

"Of course." She smiled, tossing back the wine and pouring herself another glass. "Here's to our future."

He raised his glass and clinked it against hers.

"Here's to our future." He grinned.

Just then, the doors burst open.

"What is this?" he demanded, looking at the guards that had just broken into his sanctuary. "I don't believe it." He laughed. Six figures emerged from behind the security guards who all had their guns pulled out and pointing at all the people in the hall. He brought his hands up and slowly started clapping.

"Well done. I was not expecting this to happen. It's as much of a surprise to me as it will be to you, no?" He nodded to someone wearing a hood who stepped out from the crowd and faced them. It was too dark to see the person's face until the hood was thrown back. Golden hair tumbled down her back.

"Rika?" everyone asked incredulously. Jumin stared at her as though he was looking at a ghost. Despite the fact that V had told him she was alive, he still couldn't believe it. V had withheld the information from the others, choosing to only tell them the minimal facts that he thought they needed to know. Jumin had kept his mouth shut, though he disagreed with what V was doing.

"Hello, Jumin." Rika smiled, reaching into her cloak and producing a gun, which she pointed directly at V.

The RFA gasped in surprise, frozen to the spot.