Rudy and I get out of the car and shut the doors while I lock them to make sure Rico is safe.

"Tell you what," Rudy starts speaking quietly while we get our weapon out of our various hiding spots on our body. "Person with the most kills owes the other a favor."

"You really wanna do that? Don't you already owe me like two?" I question before smiling overly sweet to my younger brother. "But of course, I will take your bet." 

At this point we have made it to the very front of the house. I have two of my favorite knives in my hands and Rudy has a gun, and I'm pretty sure a knife is on standby as well. "Keep like three alive. Those you do keep alive will count as double kill points, I suppose." I say before silently entering the house.

I walk quietly scanning my surroundings slowly before making my way to the living room. 

I walk in to seeing my eldest brothers getting a punch to the face by the of the guards. "Tell us where they are!" Who I assume to be the leader of this little kill group yells at him. 

Ale groans. "I don't even know who Karma's Triplets are, how would I know where they are!" He yells back earning him another punch to the face. 

I walk up behind one of the guards and put my hand over his mouth while simultaneously slitting his throat with one of my knives. I gently drop him to the floor; however, his gun ends up hitting the floor pretty roughly which causes all the attention to got to me. 

I smirk at who I have decided to deem 'the kill group' before standing to my full height. "Who are we looking for again?" I ask casually leaning against the door frame with a dead body at my feet while almost everyone in the kill group points a gun at me.

"You!" The man shouts in a very heavy French accent. "Who are you!" 

"Well, my name is Ryan, but my friends and family call me Ry. My current last name in Russo, but my old last name used to be-" 

"I did not ask for your life story. Now if you want to live get out of here and leave us." The man replies looking at me boredly. 

"No, I really think you might want to hear this last bit I had to tell you." I make direct eye contact as my smirk gets wider. "My last name used to be Smith." And suddenly, everyone was pointing a gun at me. 

"I'm going to give you a warning now," I say while putting my hands up in mock surrender. "I don't plan on accompanying you without a fight." 

With those words, two men approach me and lazily throw a couple of punches thinking I wouldn't be too good, probably because I was a girl. I punch the first guy in the stomach before cutting a deep gash on the other guy's arm. I do a cute little spin and end up slashing the first guy's throat which eventually leads to his death while I kick the second guy in the stomach. He goes down and stays down like a fucking coward. 

I see Rudy across the room starting to get in the fighting too, and most of the henchmen gravitate to him because he is taking a tone of people at a time. 

I slowly make my way to my family (and Nikolai) and pass by them, but not before dropping a knife into Nikolai's waiting palm. I make my way to the leader of the kill group. 

"You really should just come with us without a fight, and nothing would have happened. Now look what you've done. Your living room is a mess now." He speaks to me.

"It was always a mess; the blood just gives us a reason to actually clean it." I fake sadness and sigh, then grin manically as I get ready for a fighting stance. 

My opponent does as well. He makes the first move too. It is a bold one, I will not lie.

He decides to go for a punch straight to the face. I catch his first with my hand and duck, punching him thrice in the stomach. He gets a good punch in on my leg, which doesn't do anything much besides give me a small limp. 

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