A/N I'm sorry for disappearing for months.
True to their word, Cass and Anya had been tracking me pretty severely. The whole wall was displayed with pictures of me, and my targets, location checkpoints, newspapers.
"You've got yourself a whole detective room down here" It's nice to see how I can improve, although I may have given myself too much credit when it came to being completely invisible.
This wall gave a good indication that i was in fact a woman rather than a man.
"We never thought you'd actually see it one day" Cass said, smiling slightly. I could tell this was mostly her work and she was proud of it. Although, I couldn't help but get a bit creeped out by it.
I nodded, scouting the open plan layout of the room and familiarising myself with each dedicated section. A sitting area with a TV, opposite two chairs with at least 10 different computer screens screening each room in the house. To my left there was a random bookshelf, I could tell it was fake by the dust on top of each book and the way it made no sense for it to be in here.
My guess.. it was an escape route.
"I think it's time we have something to eat, Anya will grab you new clothes and a suit for you to wear but in the meantime I'll show you to your room where you can freshen up." Cass said enthusiastically.
I followed her back upstairs where she had shown me to a master bedroom where casual clothes had been left on my bed. She picked up a remote and closed the four large windows which made the room pitch black for a few seconds before the ceiling and walls illuminated in blue and white LED strips.
"You're suit can be stretched to fit your precise measurements and shooting abilities. Please step inside the circle and fill out the required necessities." Cass made her way out, leaving me in awe.
Just how much money do they have to build such advanced technology where they have these at their fingertips. It made me feel like I had been living like a rookie before meeting them. As told the computer had scanned me from the floor up and the floor below me moved slightly for the suit that I had designed to be already completed.
I guess it didn't need any changes, how weird.
We were all sat on the sofa eating pizza as Cass explained the suit had been ready almost instantly because she created it using what she had already gathered from me. A thought crossed my mind as to how she knew my exact hip size and height but I was in a vulnerable state so raising alarming questions was out of discussion.
I could see Cass was very happy with being here, Anya on the other hand had a lifeless expression as she scrolled on her phone while eating pizza.
My mind on the other hand was preoccupied with endless questions. I wouldn't allow myself to stay here for long before I ventured out solo again. I had my future sketched out for me, my targets were the only thing that kept me alive, my subconscious mind knew that but I wouldn't let myself think more of it. This issue would drive me into an endless spiral and probably make me crazy.
I had no one for so long that now having half sisters was killing me more than knowing I had no one left. Although something told me that all questions would be answered by them.
Cass picked up the remote "What movie do you wa-"
All three of our heads snapped to the side as we watched metal shields drag down, covering the large windows illuminating the living area with sunlight. Cass and Anya basically jumped out of their seats and ran behind me. In only a couple of seconds it was pitch black in the room. Anya opened a secret compartment in the desk and as I finally stood slowly I could see it was loaded with knifes and guns.
An alarm broke out in the household and as the seconds go by it had become almost pitch black in all areas of the house not just one of the living areas.
"Come on, they won't be long until they enter the house we need to move into the bunker now" Anya shouted at me as she threw a gun in my direction.
"Go upstairs and grab your suit, I'll cover the hallway, I'll be right behind you!" Cass shouted at me as she ran to the kitchen.
Anya and Cass had disappeared. The room had now been lit up dimly with a single gold LED strip. I picked up my phone and ran to my room upstairs where I grabbed my suit and my other gun.
As promised Cass was watching the hallway, she gave me a heads up as I turned the corner and met up with her.
She grabbed me by the shoulders as she screamed "We need to go down to the bunker, stay close" the alarm was deafening, both of my ear drums had burst as I heard an explosion that shook the house coming from downstairs.
Cass's expression had changed to fear as she loaded her gun "COME ON" She didn't need to tell me twice as we ran downstairs. Turning the corner to go to the bunker, I couldn't help but turn back and glimpse to the other side of the house.
Through a small crack in the door I saw men in full black gear, masks, entering. Dozens of them sprawling in different directions of the house.
We were so fucked.
As they split to enter the different rooms I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw him. Something inside me lit with fire, it itched through my veins in a second. His eyes scanning the area until they landed on me through the small door crack.
I can't run from this. I wanted to kill him too badly.
His expression turned dark as his eyes met mine. In an instant he gave a signal to his men to head straight on.
Cass had already made it through the bunker door and as she turned around her eyes widened, pleading desperately, she shook her head slowly as she realised what I was about to do. I stood up straight and ran back into the kitchen where guns and different type of grenades were laid out.
Cue Die Hard action movie soundtracks as I am to be his biggest fuckup yet. I made a promise to myself the day I almost died at the hands of a man, laying on the sand waiting for the sun to dry my lifeless body was the last time I portrayed myself as weak before I stood up and realised I was more than collateral damage. God had given me another chance to live and I wasn't about to run away like every other pussy I had killed.
My shoulders heaved as my breaths came out erratically, the rage coursing through me blurred my vision.
Revenge.
Oh boy was I going to get it.
Hearing the bunker door swiftly shut in the hallway after me my eyelids rose to scan the room, mapping out each countertop and chair. The room was twice as big as any kitchen I'd ever been in. I opened two smoke grenades with my teeth, throwing them in each door way, I took one more and dropped it at my feet. Loading my gun I threw my suit in the sink as the hallways and kitchen were filling up with smoke in seconds.
The alarm suddenly stopped which made the house deafening to anything but the sound of a dozen boots entering from either side filling up the kitchen. I couldn't see and neither could they, I fired two shots in the air and ducked. Shots filled the room in my direction. I took this as my chance to take off my t-shirt and wrap it around my head covering my mouth.
Taking the clip off two gas grenades I threw them to my left. The impact making the gas grenades blow as toxic green gas filled the kitchen. Grunts and screams came from many as some fell to my feet and started coughing. Closing my eyes I crawled to the end of the counter and shot blankly to my right from below. As the smoke had died down I peaked and saw men grunting in pain on the floor.
Some stood frantically looking around. A command to stop shooting was declared.
Taking that as my cue I stood and took my suit from the sink and leapt over some of the ones on the floor. Many shouting to exit the room I pushed past them and knifed two men that had managed to grab cloths to mask their mouth and nose. The others were kneeling as the toxic gas had reached their lungs.
My eyes were on fire as I tried to blink away the tears. The toxic gas had managed to blur my vision quite a bit. Holding onto the walls I was now in a clear hallway, turning back my blurry vision allowed me to see most of the men on the floor crawling while holding their necks.
Hearing steps coming in my direction my head snapped to the front as I ran into one of the rooms. Making sure to not make a sound I gripped the door to stop it from moving. Letting go of it I kept the door slightly open as my back made contact with the wall. I peered into the hallway and opened the door slowly managing to make out 4 men running past to their wounded.
I looked down at my suit and dumped it on the ground as I took off my trousers and tank top. Sliding on my suit thereafter, I zipped it up and slid out the room looking both ways catching the guys down the hallway in full black gear being dragged out the room and being laid down beside the wall as they were being attended to.
The smoke was clearing up. I made my way down into the basement and entered the garage Turning on the lights I closed and locked the door behind me.
"Woah" I almost gasped. Looking up I saw 2 cars, a red Ferrari F8 Spider and an Audi RS Q8.
Something else caught my eye. Taking the cover off what looked like a bike, I recognised the model right away, a Kawaski Ninja H2R. It looked brand new.
Taking the keys from the ignition I put them in a pocket on my waistband. Four containers of Gasoline amongst other tools were on the shelve behind the bike. Taking two containers I unscrewed them and ran to unlock the door. Movement from my left caught my eye as a camera followed me slowly to the door.
It must be Cass and Anya. They were still in the bunker. They hadn't taken the tunnel to get out of here? I pointed to the garage door and signalled with one of my fingers a 'one'. One minute that's all I needed and hopefully they could clear the garage door of its metal wall that leads outside.
I was going to drive them away from here, he was after me after all, not them. A part of the wall had slowly moved to the side revealing a wall full of guns and knifes. This wall looked like it was made for Anya. It seemed they were trying to help me from the bunker considering I hadn't gone with them.
An idea came to mind.
As I took both Gasoline containers I moved towards the door. I spilled gasoline up the stairs and into the hallway, listening for any noise or movement. I could hear dozens of men upstairs. Running to the front door while pouring gasoline I looked for a camera. Signalling to the entrance and moving my hand up and down while pointing to the metal barricade on a window.
I spread the gasoline in front of the entrance and knocked over the other container to freely spill on the floor
Suddenly the alarm that had been blaring before went off as the entrance had now been barricaded behind me. Smirking to myself, my quick plan worked. They got in but now have no way out except the garage which they would have to burn to get down into.
Running back downstairs, I grabbed two automatics and placed them at my waistband. I lit the gasoline and shut the door locking it behind me. Wasting no time I ran to the bike just in time the metal barricade on the garage door opened and along with it the garage door. Starting the engine, I placed my helmet on and roared the engine. I was going to drive them out of here and settle this in a place that I knew like the back of my hand. Giving me the advantage to take down this prick.
As I drove out past the cars and vans they had left at the gate a couple hundred metres from the house, I turned around just in time to acknowledge one car following me from behind.
The front of the house now burned to pieces as the men inside would now be stuck to suffocate in the fumes I left behind.
Hopefully he would be in there burning with them but something told me he wasn't.
A/N I am definitely going to give William and Victoria more scenes together in the following chapters as now more things will be unveiled.