The Emptiness She Holds

misunderstood, quest

*Vincent Armani pov*(mr armani)*

I stood there astonished as she left the hall. I gave a quick nod to my bodyguards on standby to follow her. She really is a knight...my mind went back to the Angel wings on her neck.

Why the fuck does she look like camilla

My gaze hardened as I thought about that day the worst day of my life

I'm gonna find every single Cockroach that took Verena and camilla from me.

*Blaire*
As I was leaving I noticed two sets of black SUVs following me

Awww step daddy cares about me

How cute

I went through alleyways that there cars couldnt go through thanks to my motorbike I lost them.

As I had my helmet on I got a call from ryan. "Answer" I said loudly. Soon his voice came Into my ear.

"Hey did you end up leaving?" He asked.

"Yep I cant believe I have to live in that house till I turn 18" I said rolling my eyes

"It cant be that bad" he said in a. convincing tone that wouldnt work on me

"Trust me...its bad. Anyways what'd you call for" I said curiously

"Where are you " he said ignoring my question

"I dont know near the harbour I'm just going on a ride to clear my head" I said while rounding a icecream shop.

"Okay so um you think you can donate your time for a quick mission... for me?" He asked eagerly. I sighed out loud "depends" I said bluntly

"Harbour on the docks my men seem to have found coordinates adding onto a gang were investigating for human trafficking " he said the word with disgust.

"Alright any descriptions and what I'm looking for" i said heading in the direction for the docks

"Just, I dont know typical henchmen if you can maybe find out what's in those packages. I know the serial biat number is 4€89£5 " he said in a serious tone.

"Alright I'll send you what I find" I said thinking off my limited weapons and attire.

"Stay safe vesper" with that he hung up.

I accelearted untill I reached the bridge above the docks

I parked my motor bike and took a knife out of my strap and Brought it along my thigh where I ripped the dress in one slice making sure i avoid cutting my skin. Girl needs to breathe and move.

Once it ripped I grabbed a black face mask out of my purse and put it on before putting my hair in a high ponytail and walked along the railings until I heard them

"What the hell do these boxes even hold?" One whiny but masculine voice complained

I dipped my head over and watched as a man with a black suit attire who seemed to be posing as a spy looked ridiculously out of place and it showed

"Keep your mouth shut and dont ask questions...especially dont question the boss"

Another body came out of the shadows only this voice seemed  more dangerous

He looked to be wearing something more casual with leather black Jean's and a black leather jacket. He had a mask on his face so I couldnt see any facial features

My eyes then caught a packet of blue boxes and I grinned evily "gotcha"

I took my heels off and placed them on the sidewalk before walking towards the stairs that head to the docks

I quietly shifted my weight mostly on my toes as I stepped cautiously trying to stay out of sight but who knows how that'll go with this pink dress basically asking for attention

I positioned myself on the stairs and grabbed my hand gun on my left thigh that was strapped in tightly

The guy with the spy attire threw a box and whatever was in it jangled really loudly causing them to stop in there tracks and look around for any onlookers

I quickly hid my head behind the railing

"Careful you idiot! Your gonna attract attention and careful with those boxes the boss doesnt want damaged goods!" Said the more buff one while pointing at the other guy

As they continued bickering I descended down the rest of the stairs until I made it on the dock. I caught a box of cargo and ran to hide behind it.

I need a Distraction

I took a piece of rock that was laying around and threw it towards a metal crate making it bounce off into the water

"The hell was that!?"
"Hell if I know watch the boat!"

One of then came over to inspect clutching his gun tightly. Once he was out of my line of sight I creeped up to the boat as one guy had his back turned.

I grabbed my blade and brought it over his neck making him drop dead on the boat. I quickly grabbed a package and sliced it open before looking at its contents.

"...Trackers?" I asked more so to myself in surprise.

I opened a second, third, fourth box and realized that every box was the same.

*click* I felt a cold object on my head. Shit

"Dont move" he said in a dark voice

I turned around slowly with my hands up

"A girl?" He said laughing while looking at me in amazement.

Oh great another sexist mother fucker

"YWES A GWULR SWO SWUPWIZING!" I yelled sarcastically in a baby voice

His glare hardened and I could tell his hold on his gun faltered

With that I brought my right elbow up and slammed it out of his hand in a swift movement

Then I put both my hands on his bald greasy head 'ew' and brought my knee towards his nose hearing a satisfying crack as blood rushed down.

He immediately brought his hands up to his injury. "You whore!" He said clutching his nose with one hand and pointing at me with another. He tried to reach back for his gun that slid a few feet away from us but I grabbed my dagger and aimed it right towards his gut.

He fell down in a thump. Sighing I grabbed my phone and called my men to come clean this up and to grab all the packages in the boat.

I grabbed a tarp and covered there bodies with it so no civilians would see them and get the government involved in my shit.

I walked back onto the docks when something green caught my eye

A jewled pocket knife laid there with a orange streak of paint across the metal.

"Only gang who owns these colors are the Fazios" I mumbled to myself. an old Irish gang that had some bad morales and jobs with the crime world

I grabbed it and put it in my purse. I rushed up the stairs and looked to the spot where I left my heels. They were gone. I looked around and watched a homeless woman carrying them in her hand as she turned a corner and looked around suspiciously. " great" I muttered while bringing my gaze to my bare feet.

Ryan will love this. With that I got back on my motorbike and headed back to the town hall or whatever this place was called.

Outside stood many men in black suits with mics close to their mouths

They seemed relieved and started to approach me

"Mrs Armani were glad to see your safe. Mr Armani has ordered us to bring you back home once you came back" he said mustering a more serious face

I rolled my eyes and took my helmet off before going into the SUV they ushered me in.

"Its Mrs Knight" I said coldly as they visibly flinched

I saw them putting my bike on the trunk of another SUV

Reminds me of the minions.