A dark figure loomed around the colorful flashing lights that surround Amber Sin.

The man has one mission and that is to kill Juvia Lockser.

The woman is dangerous. Being the top assassin of the Fullbuster Family, she isn't an easy target to kill. Thus a team is needed to assassinate the woman.

Amber Sin just opened and the nightclub only has a few customers, the perfect time for them to attack.

Juvia was sitting alone at her lounge table as the man approached her. The eyes of his subordinates watched his every move with care.

The man walked closer to his target and pointed the barrel of the gun directly at the back of her head.

"So, this is your plan?" The woman spoke in an unbothered tone.

The man expected this much out of her. She's one hell of an assassin after all.

"Oh well." She hunched over and grabbed an unopened bottle of booze and quickly smashed it on the guy's head and stole his gun.

The man's comrades were quick on their feet and aimed their guns at her.

"Now now, let's not be too hasty." The woman chuckled, twirling the gun in her hand. "Juvia doesn't want a brawl this early in the night."

"Take one step or this bitch is dead!" One of them shouted from the stage. The man is holding the dancer captive. The woman is squirming in his tight grip.

Juvia glanced at the stage and made eye contact with the man.

"We know that you value your employees, you wouldn't want anything bad to happen to her, right?" The man cackled, mocking her.

Juvia sighed and faced the men in front of her. The sound of bones cracking echoed throughout the now silent nightclub. She giggled at the facial expressions of the men as they watch the dancer stomp her feet to her captor's foot, the heels of her shoe digging through the flesh, and with a swift motion, she freed herself from the man's grip causing some of his bones to crack. She took the gun from him and shot him straight in the head.

"Now, that gentlemen are the reason why my dancers are so special." Juvia giggled, aiming the gun she was holding towards them. "Good work, Alison." She complimented the girl on stage.

Alison smiled before leaving the premises. The dancer can defend herself from these types of people, but she knows better than to stay there.

One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven.

Seven men, which's how many Juvia's facing right now, granted, one of them is soaked in booze and has a bloody head.

The first bullet was fired and came in the others. Juvia quickly ducked down and hid below the couch. She grabbed an icepick from the table and launched it towards them and hitting someone in the chest.

Juvia flipped the table to the side to have access to a much more secure hiding spot. She checked the ammo on the gun and noticed it didn't have enough bullets to deal with all of them.

"Crap!" She cursed under her breath. Firing at the men every now and then. She wouldn't last long with this weapon. She crawled out of her hiding spot and grabbed the weapon that was hidden under the couch. A Smith and Wesson 500.

With one swift movement, she ran over to the side and lunged toward one of the men and aimed the weapon at him, and immediately pulled the trigger.

A bullet went straight towards the man and penetrated his throat.

Juvia ran and used the falling corpse of the man she had just killed as a boost to disarm the other two men in front of her.

With a roundhouse kick, she knocked one of them down and pinned him to the ground with her foot. Using her other foot, she kicked the other man's thigh three times. He stumbled down as he cried in pain. The other man then grabbed her leg, and flipped her over, freeing himself. The other one on the ground can stand on his feet as well.

Juvia cursed under her breath as she slowly get back on her feet.

"You're outnumbered, sweetheart." The man with the bloody head laughed.

Juvia giggled and ran towards them, docking down so the bullets wouldn't hit her. She knelt down and swept one of her opponent's legs, causing him to fall down, and the other men ran towards her, ready for combat. Punch after punch she dodged them. She then got a hold of one of their arms and flipped him over. She cocked her gun and fired at the two men on the ground, just to make sure they wouldn't get back up.

One of the remaining men aimed a gun at her. She front-flipped her way towards him. She hooked her right foot precisely in the middle of his arms, knocking the gun out of his grasp as she landed on her feet. she quickly punched him in the face to knock him out.

The two remaining men, one of which had a bloody head, were quick on their feet as they managed to get a hold of her while she fought the other one. They hooked their arms to each of her own.

The other man got up, holding his now bloody nose. Juvia laughed at the sight of it.

"You bitch!" He groaned and punched her in the face.

Juvia earned a nasty cut on her cheek and lip from that. She groaned as the other two kept a hold of her.

"We're gonna fucking kill you." He gritted his teeth. "And I swear it'll be a slow and painful death." He chuckled before punching her in the gut a few times.

The man backed away for a bit as he watched the woman groan in pain. But this only gave Juvia the opportunity to break free. She quickly kicked him where the sun doesn't shine, and with a backflip she escaped from the other man's grasp of her, knocking them down to the ground in the process. She took a gun that was lying on the ground and shot the other two, leaving only one left. The one with the bloody head.

"Tell me." Juvia cleared her throat before speaking. "Who sent you?" She asked, aiming the gun directly at him.

"Not telling." The man groaned in response.

Juvia isn't quite pleased with the answer. She aggressively stomped on his knee. The man cried out in pain.

"Tell me who the fuck sent you here?!"

"Velasquez, It's Richard Velasquez."

"Oh." Juvia tilted her head in surprise. "That's quite ballsy of him." Juvia chuckled and shot the man straight in the head.

Juvia sighed and looked at her surroundings. The nightclub was now barren and was a mess. She looked at the men on the floor and counted them.

"Hold on-" She noticed it way too late and something sharp hit her shoulder.

"There's one more." She groaned, kneeling down as she catches her breath.

The man that's hiding in the bar laughed.

Juvia gritted her teeth in annoyance. She cocked the gun that she was still holding and fired it toward the man, hitting him straight in the chest.

"Fuckin, bastard." Juvia groaned, holding onto her wound as she stood up and walked backstage.

She knocked on the door. "Alina, open up it's me."

The door immediately opened the door and the girls hurriedly went over to their boss, who was in a bad state. Her dress is torn up. Her face had cuts and bruises. Her arms and legs are shaking, and there's blood oozing from her shoulder.

"I'll call Porlyusica!" One of the girls said as she hurried over to the phone.

"Alina, we're closed for the night, clean the place up and bring the bodies to the basement."

Porlyusica came into the nightclub and fixed up Juvia's wounds. The doctor is often called upon to fix up injuries among the Five Families and their elite members. Porlyusica gave Alina some pointers on what Juvia can and cannot do during her healing process before leaving.

"Alina," Juvia spoke, sitting down on her bed.

"Madame, Porlyusica said you should stay in bed," Alina said as she insisted the blunette get back to her bed.

"Don't worry, I'll be quick, Juvia needs to take care of something," Juvia said.

"But Madame-"

"Alina, I'll be fine." Juvia smiled at the woman, softly, reassuring her.

Juvia got out of bed and went inside her utility room and grabbed a katana and went down to the basement, where the eight men are all tied up.

Velasquez Manor

Richard Velaquez together with his men, opened the box that was delivered to them.

"What could it be boss?" One of his men asked.

"Not sure, but the dogs don't seem to think there's a bomb inside. So I don't think there's anything to worry about." Richard Velasquez said.

One of his men opened the box, and what was inside was a sight to behold.

Inside are eight decapitated heads of the men that attacked Amber Sin with a note that says.

Better luck next time, Richy
Signed, Juvia Lockser

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