{Tbags POV}
It was Saturday, I looked in the mirror and slicked my hair back and fixed my jacket. I took a deep breath and looked deeply into the mirror before groaning and slamming my fist into it, watching the shards fall to the ground. I panted hard, harsh words raced through my mind like a steam train. 'She's using you' 'how could she ever be with someone like you?' I slapped my head a couple of times and the voices went away. I stood straight and walked out the door, racing down the stairs out of the tower block and I stared into the distance, I crossed the road hastily and walked into the flower shop. I saw a small bouquet of roses and quickly snatched them along with a bag to hold them. I tried not to spend to much money, although I had 5 million stashed away I didn't want to cause any suspicion. I paid for the items and raced out, I was going to be late. I observed the note Shannon gave me a couple of days before '3:15' I looked at my watch, 3:02. I ran towards my car and quickly hopped in, starting the engine and driving to my destination.
{Shannon's POV}
I brushed my soft hair into the correct hair style and observed myself and my outfit of choice. I mean I have to swoon him somehow right? I pulled my skirt up a little higher, barely covering my butt, just how I know he will like it. I grab my keys off my dresser and exit the house, the destination was a 6 minute walk so I began to walk to my destination.
{Third Person POV}
T-bag was the first to arrive, he was waiting patiently by the gushing fountain, checking his watch every few minutes and tapping his foot impatiently. Shannon appeared behind him and tapped his shoulder. "Missed me?" She whispered lightly into his ear and he quickly snaps round and smiled. "Thought you weren't gonna come." Tbag chuckled and handed her the roses and the bag, she giggles excitedly and takes them. "Well aren't you romantic." Shannon smiled softly towards him. "Now I wanna know why you've dragged me down here." Tbag questioned her. "I thought you might want an explanation for that note I gave you." She smiled and reached into his back pocket, snatching the rose made from paper from his pocket. "As to when I became so, as you say "twisted'. Walk with me." She smiled and walked through the streets along with Tbag. "I was 12 now a 12 year old girl would typically be into boys, makeup, fashion and all of that. I was into the more dark side to the web, creepy stories and videos about murders and torture. I felt grossed out by it but I couldn't seem to take my eyes off of it." She ticked her hair behind her ears and looked towards him, his emotions where blank. "So, at first I'd make little model torture devices. Tell my parents it was for a history project. Then I used some of the money I inherited from my grandfather and I hired an abandoned cabin. I fixed the water pipes and the electrical lines, I needed them of course. And I made sure the cabin was as always hot. Now at this point I was 12 so it was hard to get this sort of equipment but luckily I was an early developer, and I was tall for my age. Faking an ID wasn't too hard. So I got all the tools and materials I needed and got to work. It took months just one make one of my many contractions, the first one being an electric chair but the levels of power that where used couldn't kill a person. Only send them into shock. And I continued making my devices until finally I had what I needed. I started making friends at school and leading them off to the cabin, their are no cameras in my neighbourhood and theirs a curfew for everyone to be indoors. So it was a perfect opportunity. I said to any of the students I used if they talked I would find their family and kill them. One girl didn't believe me and said she was going to tell the authorities. So I left and went to her house and knocked on the door, I told the family that she was in trouble and she wouldn't leave this little cabin. They all rushed to her rescue but the second the father, the mother and the older brother entered they tripped over a wife and a overly large machete controlled by a camera so then it could adjust to height slashed their heads off. They dropped to the floor like a ton of bricks. Little did I know their was a big sister and she called the police and I was arrested. I was prosecuted as an adult and was doing life. But then a week later a female came to visit me, told me should could strike me a deal. If her company could take the devices off my hands, they'd let me go. So I did so. But when I got out 24 hours later I was bunged in a van, they told me I worked for them now." She chuckled slightly frustrated. "So they taught a 12 year old girl how to defend herself. And trained me for situations where if I was holding information and I'm in a situation were it's information or death then I must choose death. They broke me, made me emotionless. I was only 12." She scoffed and chuckled once again. "But yeah I don't work for them now. After I finished training they said I could leave if I wanted. It seemed too easy but they said they had everything they needed." Tbag was staring at her in shock the entire time. "I didn't think it would be something like that... you seem to innocent for all that." This made Shannon laugh more. "You have too. You have to look innocent to hide the dark truth." She shrugged and smiled. "So you've been a badass from 12?" He laughed, this made Shannon laugh more. "If that's how you want to put it. Sure." "Is Shannon Tudor even your real name?" She shook her head. "Shannon is, But Tudor isn't. It was just a name my family adopted in order to hide who I was." "So what is your name?" "You'll find out soon." She smiled mischievously. "Now come on. I have a car waiting for us."
{Tbags POV}
I was shocked by the girls history, I've never heard something so twisted in my life. And I've been to prison. She walked ahead towards a black car and I stood still, suspicious almost. I watched her roll her eyes. "Don't worry I'm not going to slice your head off." She sat down in the back seat and I soon followed silently. She shuffled closer to me and smiled politely taking her jacket off. I looked at her arm to see a tattoo (picture below).
I was amazed by it and looked towards her. "This tattoo." I tapped lightly on it. "Their some sort of meaning to it?" She looked down at her arm. "Ah, it was a pet name I adopted at the prison." "Scorpion?" She nods lightly. "Weird huh?" "Nah. Mine was Tbag." Shannon tried to hide her laughter before bursting out laughing. "I'm sorry but that is just... amazing." She continued to laugh and I chuckled lightly. "Although it's a great twist on words. Tbag can mean the sexual gesture, a component of a hot beverage or the first letter of your first name and the first three of your last." She shrugs. "Mine was just Scorpion. No real meaning behind it." Suddenly the car stops and I was hauled forward a little, my seatbelt stopping me from flying forward. Shannon looked angry. "What the bell was that?!" The driver suddenly snapped round with a pistol in hand. "Get our the car." I blinked in shock and exited the car along with Shannon.
{Third Person POV}
All three exited the car infront of a warehouse. "Son of a bitch." Scorpion growled deeply. "On your knees!" He shouted towards T-bag and Scorpion. He pointed the gun at her head. "Where. Is. The. Money." She just smiled politely. "I have no idea what you are-" he smashed the butt of the gun across her face, a slash mark appearing across it. Shannon spit out blood and looked towards the driver with dark eyes. "Your making a bad choice here Jacob..." "SHUT UP BITCH! IM THE ONE WITH THE GUN HERE YOU HEAR ME?!" The driver quickly pointed the gun at T-bag who didn't react, it was as if he had been through this before. "Now I'm going to take your little boyfriend here. Just as insurance fo-" Shannon quickly jumped onto her feet and kicked the gun out of his hands as it flew into the air she grabs it before it lands into the hands of the driver and points it towards him, Jacob tries taking a step towards her. "Come on Jacob. You know how good of a shot I am. Now out of respect for what you used to be I'm going to let you get into your car and drive away. Make any smart arse decisions and I won't hurt you Jacob, I'll hurt your family and then I'll kill you. Now slowly approach the car and drive forwards, you even think about backing up and running me over I will make sure that you lose everything." She motioned the gun towards the car, making sure he walked toward it. The driver quickly got in and drove away. Shannon looked towards Tbag who just blinked and stood up. "You weren't kidding huh?" He smirked towards her, Shannon responded with a nod and a slight chuckle. "Well nice to know people are now going after my inheritance money." Tbag furrowed his brows. "Now why would they go after some inheritance money? Why not rob a bank?" Shannon laughed amusingly. "That's because that would be pocket money." Tbag looked confused and waited for a response. "My grandfather he owned oiled companies all across the globe. He conned everyone who worked for him for millions. And when he died all his money was given to me." Tbag looked towards her in shock. "How much?" Shannon sighed and looked at him "783 Billion."
{T-bag POV}
I almost fainted hearing those digits ringing through my ears. "Your a billionaire?" She just shrugged. "I don't see it as mine." She cleaned the gun of her prints and dig into the dirt with her hands which where protected by clothes and took out some corrosive disguised as perfume and sprayed the gun as it melted into the gun and she covered it over with dirt. "You've done this before?" I questioned her and walked closer to her. "Too many times. They imprint on your mind like scars." She nods softly and stood up. "We should go. It's not going to be safe here anymore. God why can't they just leave me alone." She groaned and threw and rock at the warehouse window as it smashed, the glass shards fell in slow motion, reflecting the sun onto the ground, the colours dancing. I snapped out of it and looked at Shannon. "Come on we've got to go. We should be fine anywhere else but we can't be here." She nods and walked through the streets and towards the woods, I followed her and look around warily. "Come on I know a short cut." She weaves through the trees and I hastily followed. We suddenly appeared in the centre of hundreds of people. "This is where we part ways. You should be safe if not you know where to call me." She nodded towards me and kindly smiled. "Can... can we go to your place for a bit? It's just I have questions." She looked confused but nods. "Sure."
*Time Skip*
We arrived at her place and I sighed in relief. "I can't deal with all this uncertainness." Shannon went up to her room and a few minutes later came back down with a giant black sports bag, she opened it to reveal tons of guns and ammo, I gasped slightly and turned away. "Why do you still have all this? I thought you left?" "I did... but it seems they want something back." She went down to the attic and I followed. Their was torture devices everywhere and I looked wide eyed, they where all covered in blood. "Aren't these the devices you handed over?" I asked and she nods harshly. "I gave them false devices. Ones that where made from cheap metal that broke apart once tried to be used. You really think I'd give up so much work so easily?" I groan slightly. "So now your being hunted down cause you don't want to give up your devices of torture." "It's not just that... I created something, something that is embedded in these devices, I hid them within the devices so it wouldn't fall into the wrong hands. These sources are worth billions, because of the amount of power they conduct. A single one of them could light up a whole country." I looked at her in disbelief until she walked over to a device and took out a green glowing gem looking thing. "I created it. No it's nothing supernatural so don't get excited it's just no one has ever found a strong enough casing to withhold so much power, it could make them billions. Clearly they want my grandfathers inheritance to work on these little things once they get ahold of them, so they don't have to dip into their own pockets." She sighs and observed it. "You cannot tell anyone. I know your secret you know mine now we are going to promise each other not to say a word." I nodded in agreement. "I won't." "Good. But I still want what I was saying on Friday." "Which is?" Shannon looked at him. "I need you to kill my father."