Chapter 8 - Assassination

Dianne let all her emotions out before the following morning came. Cry now, be a bad bitch later is what she always says. They have another mission, and she chose to come. She can command members to do it for her but she loves the thrill. She's probably the only leader that gets herself in the action than just sit and watch her goons do it for her.

"I can't let our paths cross again," said Dianne, talking about her first love. 

She slapped her cheeks a couple of times before shaking her body. "Forget about it, focus on what's ahead," she told herself in the mirror before smiling. 

She's wearing black pants and a black hoodie that has knives hidden inside in case she needs it. Since her hair is red, it is too noticeable so she wore a black wig to hide her identity. 

Once she was finished, she called Harrison to meet her at the underground garage. She didn't get ready in her house, she stayed the night at one of their headquarters while Harrison worked and looked after her. She sighed heavily as she massaged her forehead. 

"Are you sure you want to come with me?" She nodded and stared at him with a half-smile. He doesn't want her to come with him but she kept insisting. More men are coming with them this time, they need to assassinate a drug lord. They didn't want to get involved but here they are, doing it to get higher leverage. Kill the drug lord, they're getting more guns and financial support.

Once they arrived at the bar, she put on a microphone inside her ear so she could communicate and hear the others. Once they were finished setting up, they all split up. She was the last one to get out of the van and the cold night of the city greeted her skin as people walked around, minding their business. 

She walked to the entrance of the bar and showed the guards her fake ID before they let her in. Upon entering, her nose wrinkled as she smelled the disgusting smell of vomit all over the floor, making it sticky and smelly. While the alcohol and smoke made her dizzy, she doesn't want to stay here any longer. 

She almost vomited but kept going. "Ew…" she whispered as everyone she passed by was sweaty and dancing in an awful awful way, trying to be seductive to the other person they were dancing along with the music. 

When she walked further inside, she saw the VIP room closed. "We'll open it," Harrison said through the earpiece. 

She nodded her head before backing away and sitting near the counter while the room was still in her vision. She was distracted by the disgusting surroundings as everything made her want to vomit. Is every bar like this?

She was trying to focus when she heard the man near her gagging. "Please don't vomit," she whispered while shaking her head to herself. When the man stopped, she let out a sigh of relief. 

"My god," she uttered before rolling her eyes and crossing her arms. She massaged both her shoulders before sighing heavily. 

She waited further as she saw the VIP room open. She got up from her seat and was about to leave when she heard a familiar voice. "Stay," a hoarse yet deep voice uttered. She turned around and looked at the drunk man who almost vomited. She stared at him as he slowly lifted his head. 

"Dianne," he uttered with his eyes half-closed. Her stance changed as her body relaxed, forgetting her mission. "Why are you here, Silvester?" She waited for an answer and he stood up as he approached her. They stood in front of each other as he towered above her. 

"Drinking, what else?" he asked sarcastically and she turned around. Not wanting to deal with him, she walked away but he followed behind her. The room suddenly closed and she stopped in her tracks. "Fuck!" she cursed out loud as Silvester hit her body. 

She turned around and glared at him, making the room out of sight as it faced her back. "Stop following me," she said but he refused. What is wrong with this man? Does he have a death wish? 

"Listen to me, Silvester. You want to live in this world? Do you want to be safe?" She kept stepping forward as she talked, making him back away. "Stay away from a woman like me, I'm a danger sign walking." Instead of listening to her, he pulled her close and hugged her tightly. She was confused but heard Harrison's voice on the earpiece. 

"He's leaving the room." Her eyes widened before pulling Silvester closer and switching positions. Instead of Silvester facing the room, she was the one who faced it. As he was hugging her tightly, the music became louder, another cue. It will block out the gunshot. 

She removed one of her arms around him before pulling a gun behind her back. He let go a little but she pulled him close. "Look at me," she whispered to him as she pointed the gun at the drug lord. He slowly looked at her and she removed her grasp from his waist before wrapping it around his neck. 

"Kiss me," she said seductively before looking at his lips. He clenched his jaw before pulling her in closer. His soft lips brushed against her as he started moving his lips in sync with her. She raised her free hand and covered his ears before firing the shot. The silencer helped with keeping him from hearing it. This is the only good distraction to prevent him from knowing she has killed someone right in front of him. 

As everyone realized what had happened, everyone started running out of the bar while the two continued making out. He tightened his grip around her waist as she wrapped both her arms around his neck. She left out a soft moan as they continued kissing while more gunshots echoed. 

She let go of him as his grip loosened. She moved her lips away as their eyes locked. She smiled sweetly before smirking. "Are you a fast runner?" she asked and his eyebrows raised. "What?" he asked before she grabbed his hand and pulled him to run with her. 

Bullets were shot at them as they ran to the exit. Once they were outside, she pushed her inside the van and everyone's eyes widened as they looked at the strange man who they'd never talked with nor is part of the syndicate. "Drive," she commanded and they didn't ask any questions but followed her orders. 

Silvester passed out drunk while they defended the van from the bullets flying their way. She pulled out a machine gun before kicking the roof of the van open. "Give me a mask," she uttered before putting her hoodie on and grabbing the mask from one of her soldiers. She knows she can't hide this event from the media so she needs to cover her identity. She stuck her gun out before she raised half her body up. She started firing at the enemies non-stop as they all crashed into one another. 

One of the cars survived and was still on our trail. She tried firing the machine gun but it was out of bullets. She threw it back inside the van before pulling out the pistol from her back. She breathed heavily as she pointed the shot to the car following them. "You never miss a shot, Dianne," she told herself as she focused on aiming for the wheels. 

A bullet was fired and it hit her target, sending the car flying. She chuckled loudly as she screamed in happiness before going back inside the van. She stretched herself to get ready to shoot more guns. 

"We have a problem." She held her earpiece as Harrison spoke from the other side, far from them. 

"You need to avert the road, they're coming after the van." she nodded her head before instructing the driver what he must do. 

"The third road is where we should go—" The van started spinning as she was trying to explain what to do as her body flew across the van before it crashed. "Shit," she uttered as Harrison tried contacting her but her earpiece broke. 

She immediately went to grab Silvester who woke up from impact but he seems unharmed. She unbuckled his seatbelt before pulling him out of the van with brute strength. Despite being smaller than him, she was able to pull him all the way over to a nearby forest. "Please, stand up!" she begged, not wanting to leave him behind but he's shocked from impact and still drunk. 

She lowered herself before looking around as chaos on the road happen. She saw a pond and decided to splash some water on his face. He shot up as he confusedly looked around. She let out a sigh of relief before she pulled him up and they ran further into the woods. Before they got away, a bullet was fired in their direction. 

Dianne felt an impact behind her shoulder but she continued running with Silvester. Suddenly, piercing pain spread across her body and she let out a cry for the gods. "Dianne!" he shouted before carrying her weight. He looked behind him realizing the danger before running with her in his arms. 

She tried her best not to shake from the pain as he took her to safety. Once they were far away, he saw a waterfall and she was carefully placed beside the water. She groaned in pain before removing her hoodie, revealing her red bra and the tattoos on her back. "Put water on the wound," she commanded and he nodded his head, ignoring the sight of her body. 

"Quickly!" she screamed before pressing the wound. 

He put water on her wounds as she bore the pain. She breathed heavily as he cleaned the blood from her back as he examined the tattoos, not knowing why the design she has decided to pick are snakes wrapped around swords and guns. 

She took her wig off before letting her hair out. Once he was done, he splashed his face with water. "What is happening?" he asked as he helped her sit down properly. 

"You don't need to know," she uttered before looking away. 

"You got shot," he said as if scolding her and she looked at him with a cold stare. 

"Because of you! This is your fault!" Her anger consumed her. 

"If you didn't stop me in the bar, if you just stayed put, if I didn't care to save your ass from danger, I wouldn't have gotten shot by that man!" He looked down like a kid getting scolded. He apologized silently before she asked another question, "Why were you there?" He stared at her before smiling sadly. 

"It was my wife's death," he whispered. 

"Oh." A shift in emotions happened in an instant for Dianne. Moments later, they heard gunshots firing their way as men approached them. She clenched her jaw as she got herself ready to escape. 

She leaned close to him as she wrapped her arm around his neck. "This is the exact reason why I told you to stay away," she whispered before pushing both herself and Silvester inside the water. She swam down while pulling his weight below as well. Bullets were shot into the water but they were unable to penetrate their skin as the water dissolved the bullet much faster.