The Twins' Code

PART 2

-2 weeks since last ch-

Thud. Thud. Thwack!
The sound of his fists against the bag echoed throughout the training hall. Strike after strike was driven straight in at point blank, sending the bag swinging and the chains rattling.

"Harder Gio, harder!" Gabriela shouted, her voice resonated firmly as she continued to circle him. "Your combat skills are shit Gio."

Thud. "I get that-" Thud. Thud. "You want to train me-" THWACK! His fists collide with the bag. He sends it flying wildly, a bit too wildly. As he stops to catch his breath, the bag comes flying back, colliding with his chest knocking the wind out of him. He stumbles a bit, losing balance before hitting the ground, hard.

"Ugh, I'm not in combat Gabbs, I do weapons!" He groaned as he rubbed his back. His sister only scoffed in response before walking over to help him up. "Once you're without a gun then what?"

Her hand reached out to help him up. He accepted, and slowly got up, "Hmph, then I'll use my knives~" he smiled in response to her question. "And no knife?" she shot back, "Then I know you'll have my back Gabbs."

She scoffed, as they made their way to the med bay.

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- A month passes -

Again, they're in their dorm room, this time accompanied by the instructor and department head. The tense air of uncertainty as the two stand at attention assists to the thought that this mission was of great importance.

"002, 003. I will not repeat myself on how much is riding on this mission for you two. Complete it perfectly. It's your advancement mission after all." The department head commanded. Her stance exuded superiority, even their problematic instructor couldn't shoot in some sly phrases in fear of retaliation.

"It is a simple assassination mission. If caught after completing the mission, make sure no one learns of your affiliation to the company. We'll find you and escort you back. If you fail though... then don't bother coming back." she continued. "Any questions?"

The room remained silent.

"Umm, can I ask who are the targets?" Giovanni replied hesitantly. Gabriela pinched his leg in response. "A small mafia collateral family." 'Just a collateral mafia hit? That's doable' he thought.

"I believe you two won't disappoint, and you 002. If you do well, they intend to make you an instructor. Our youngest instructor if I might add." The department head smiled. The two siblings shot glances at eachother before bowing. "For the better of the comapny." They both declared in union before leaving.

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- They're on their bikes riding to the mission location -

What they're wearing:
Gabriela (only outfit, don't count the gun either)

Giovanni minus the katana

What the bikes look like:
Gabriela:

Giovanni:

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After a little more riding, they park a distance from the mission area. "We go in, do it and get out. Simple 123 ok." Gabriela repeated in the ear piece as she checked her gear. "I'll man the advantage point and get a eye in the room through security, you land the hits~" Gio chuckles. She nods in response before they moved out.

It's a cocktail party, fancy dresses, expensive suits, wine and wonders. Perfect place for an unexpected poisoning incident?

"Targets just moved into the second room, 4th floor. I have a clear shot from the window, you can jump out from the vent now." he reported over the comms. She silently nodded before moving out. A little shuffling and she was in. 'Once he gives the signal, I move.' she went over in her head.

One second, two seconds, three then four then five. Something was wrong. She clicked the emergency beep. No beep back. Only two scenarios result in no return beep, either he's been caught or... he's dead. Fuck! She sighed before retreating to the vent.

BAAM! A canister was thrown into the bathroom, the gas quickly knocking her out...

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