Gunshots Chapter 1
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<TIGER~THE TERMINATOR>
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<SIN-NATÎON>
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The large iron gate of the training hall opened from the top, falling on the ground heavily, causing dust to fly up as the trainees marched into the ground in one single line.
They all have a similar smell, the smell of blood, they’re Bloody Sinners anyways.
Sin-Nation is the deadliest gangsters clan in Italy, and they’re called Bloody Sinners for recognition anywhere in the Underworld.
Play smart with them, then you’ll pay the price with the most precious thing you own, your life.
It’s surprising that they have a low number of gang members and they still rule, but they have every f**king reason to be, cos they’re bossed by a devil who sold her heart to hell since birth.
The trainees lined up in four different lines, ten people per line. Hands on their sides, fists folded, and face in space.
A dead silence descended in the place as Lambo stepped in, removing her gun from the straps of her black pants as she walked gallantly to them.
She’s the tallest female in the clan, the gang hacker, also the closest to the boss. She handles the trainings.
Immediately she got to their center, she pointed her gun at the forehead of a trainee in the middle line, and without giving him warning, she pulled the trigger, shooting him directly on the heart.
His blood splashed on the face of the trainee beside him, but the trainee dare not more or make a sound as the guy went down dead beside him.
“First rule of Sin-Nation in chorus!” Lambo ordered.
“Be obedient to your superiors! Don’t argue! And don’t talk back!” They all chorused, and Lambo smirked before pocketing her gun.
“Now this motherf**ker did all of this last night, so he got the right verdict. Death!” She shouted, her loud scary voice echoing around the concrete room as Taylor came in with a black bag which she dropped on the ground beside Lambo.
Taylor is the gang logistics coordinator, she’s in charge of the weapons, so she controls the artillery.
She opened the bag, and the trainees started stepping out one by one to get their guns.
“Face the dartboards!” Lambo ordered, and the forty trainees turned swiftly to the dartboards on the wall, aiming for the bullseye.
“Now make sure your f**king arms are on the right, if you fail to hit the dartboard, you’re dead!” Lambo thundered again, and some of them began peeing on themselves as they reset their guns on the bullseye.
The smell of death filled the air already, ready to take whoever makes the slightest mistake.
No room for repentance in here, one mistake and you’ll be in the bus to hell.
“Go check on the boss, she should be up by now” Lambo told Taylor.
Taylor only glared at no one in particular before walking away.
She made her way to the biggest apartment in the clan.
THE TERMINATOR’S DOMAIN was written boldly on the door. She took a deep breath before opening it slowly…
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<TERMINATOR’S DOMAIN>
The smokes coming from the devil’s cigar formed a f**king thick cloud in the room, so much that it kept her face away from the dim light in the room.
Even without her face in the light, her smell would definitely fill up any nose that enters. She smells like carnage, total havoc and destruction.
The smokes began dying down by the minutes, and the first thing that came to view is a glass of bourbon on a metal stool in front of two female legs placed on each other.
A tattooed arm stretched forward and took the glass, then she brought it to her deep brown lips, sipping slowly from it.
Her face didn’t come to view till she took the cup off her face, and when it finally did, a smile full of venom took over her stony face as she stared at the wall which was lined with pictures of people who have, and who will taste her wrath.
The people who made her birth a long story of sadness and agony, the monsters who made her this way.
Throughout her twenty five years of living, she has been gathering information about them, but it seems they all have high positions in the Underworld, so she has only been able to find out little.
The four gunmen who made her like this are top members of the most wanted crime syndicate in the world, called The Hunters. They’re bossed by the most wanted man in the world, Godzilla.
Their speciality is killing people and stealing their organs for sale, freaking organ harvesters, and their identities are top secret. No one has ever seen what they look like, but her twenty five years search provided a fruit.
She was able to find out the face of one of the four gunmen.
His name is Alberto Gunner, a top politician.
The devil dropped the stick of cigarette in the bourbon glass and stood, walking to the wall.
Alberto Gunner’s picture is in the middle of the numerous pictures. She smiled with just her lips as she pointed her gun at his forehead in the picture, shooting him there.
She’d start her hunt from there, it’s time to shake the Underworld again.
“You’re up, boss” Taylor finally entered, and she turned to look at her.
“Get me Lambo” she ordered.
“Here” Lambo came in with a smile.
“Figured out you might ask for me immediately. The trainee who talked back at Sylvester is dead” she reported.
“And where the f**k is Sylvester?” The devil asked.
“Always here” the handsome guy replied, walking in with a black hat on his long black jacket. He’s the main hitman of the gang.
“Reports” the devil ordered, and Lambo walked to the Cyber table. She put it on and zoomed the picture of a guy out of neon.
“His name is Tiger, he’s got the most powerful clan after ours, they’re The Slayers. He’s desperately looking for you” Lambo reported.
“What’s his use?” Taylor scoffed.
“Isn’t it obvious? Take him and make him an obedient kid here” Sylvester replied, and Lambo zoomed out another picture. It’s a young girl this time.
“Her name is Zenith, she’s their clan hacker, the most brilliant hacker in Italy who’s wanted by many organizations. I feel like they’d be a great addition to our hunt if we can get them” Lambo said, facing the devil.
“What do you think, Toyota?” She asked. She’s the only one who can call her by her name.
“Set the trap, we only need to get Tiger himself, then the rest is a piece of velvet cake” Toyota smiled sinisterly, her soulless eyes rolling.
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TO Be Continued
