Monique

They're dead

A total of 209 people were found dead and 76 were found injured at the Royal mansions. Royal blood was spilt yesterday, and it's all the Alphas fault.

I didn't see this first hand since I'm all the way in Massachusetts. But the News is showing and telling me everything. Bodies on top of bodies were scattered everywhere.

I know the Alphas did this and they will pay with their lives.

Jhak patted my shoulder from behind the couch. "Come on, we have to stay strong or else we fall too." He comforted lowly.

He took the T.V remote from out of my hand, and turned off the T.V. I sighed and stood to my feet.

"We should go back." I said

Jhak lips strengthened into a line, "We can't, what about our plan to go after their leader?"

"That can wait, we have family that needs our help."

He shook his head no, "Sorry, but I think that's a bad idea. We gotta finish what we started."

"Yeah at a different time."

He groaned, "Ok how about if we don't have the Alphas' s leader dead in a week, then we go back to Texas and help out?"

As much as a I want to go now, Jhak is also right. If the Alphas' s leader is alive any longer than he will continue to wipe us out. Going to help the remaining Royals in Texas will just give the Alphas more time.

We left the hotel room and got on the elevator. "Wheres Uni?" I asked.

"In the car."

And our conversation ended there, this is by far the worst year of my life.

We got to the car and sitting in the driver's seat was Unique. When she seen us she got to the back seat and slouched.

Normally she'll beg us for 15 minutes to let her drive, but today she didn't. Even she's effected by the deaths of our family.

Jhak got in the driver seat while I got in the passenger seat. "So where we headed?" Uni asked.

The documents that were in Dad's unit, came with us to Massachusetts. And from what they are telling me the Alphas also have their own secret meeting site.

"To Alpha territory."

~

Janunu

I stood up with a low grunt and headed to my room. Brunet was busy cooking, so he won't miss me.

My wound was healing perfectly fine, it's been at least a week since my last chore, tonight I intend to finish my job.

I closed the room door once I got inside, the first thing that I saw that made me slightly happy was my swing.

Well it's not actually a swing, it's a hammock chair. Though I still call it a swing since it's basically a swing.

As much as I want to relax hanging upside down on it, I need to prepare my tools. So I took out a black duffel bag from the closet and placed it opened on my bed.

Imma need 3 gallons of acid, a pair of curved hemostatic forceps, a mini cordless chainsaw, gasoline, 2 C-4s, oh and of course my trusty tactical set of knives.

Once everything was in the bag I zipped it up and slung it on my shoulder.

Walking into the living room I saw Brunet now placing our plates down on the table. His smile dropped when he seen my duffel bag.

He pointed at it, "What's in the bag?"

I shrugged placing the bag down on the floor, "Nothing...just clothes."

From all the time Brunet spent nurturing me back to my health, he and I unbelievably formed a acquaintance relationship.

Though for him he probably thinks we're friends, which we are not. My last two best friends didn't stand with me when I needed them. So having friends will never again be apart of my lifestyle.

Brunet thinks that we are going to that club only to kill the chief and leave. But since when have I ever been satisfied with one kill?

I'm going to kill everyone in the club, whether their innocent or not.

He hummed, "Oh ok, well then mind if I check?" He said as he reached down to grab my bag.

I slapped his hand away, "Yes I mind."

He stood to his full height, his face says it all. I know he's suspicious which means he's not going to let this go.

"It's just clothes right? So why can't I see?"

Too many questions, too little answers. I will mur-

He pushed me aside causing me to fall, then he took my bag. See what I mean, since I got shot...ish his damn confidence grew, I hate it.

I remained on the ground and watched him open my bag. His face went from neutral, to confused, to scared, and then lastly to petrified.

All I did was smirk, that's what his stupid behind get for wanting to go through my things.

"Why do you have these things in here? And what is this? Water?" He said holding out one of the glass jars filled with acid. He should be careful with that, when he gets hurt I'm not helping.

"It's acid." I smiled.

His face just keeps getting worse, it's funny.

He placed the jar on the ground and began pulling out my tools. "Why do you need hemostatic forceps?"

"That's for me to use when I'm pulling their eyeballs out from their heads."

"Their?"

I nodded as I stood up then proceeded to sit down on my couch. He remained kneeling on the ground, giving me one of those disappointing parenting looks.

"Whose they?" He asked

I switched the plates that were on the table, giving him my plate while I take his. I looked down at my meal, ew greens.

"Hello?! Who else are we killing?!"

My ears are sensitive and him yelling is making them hurt. "Everyone!" I yelled.

He stood up, "No, we're not doing that."

Ignoring him, I took a bite out of my food. Surprisingly it was good, there better not be any poison in this.

He sat opposite of me, "Janunu listen to me, that club is going to have hundreds of people in it. Killing everyone is not a good idea."

"Killing everyone is a great idea, i mean have you thought about what would happen if things go wrong? There will be a big crowd for me to get through so i can escape."

"I?"

I nodded my head, "That's what I said, I"

He scoffed and licked his lips, "So what about me? Will you go back for me if things go sideways?"

I laughed, fools and their expectations. "Of course I wouldn't go back for you. I don't like you, and possibly never will."

"You know what, I don't care if you won't save me. But those people that you are going to kill do not deserve to die. They're innocent and are just having fun."

I pushed my plate away, "Brunet, I'm killing everyone whether you like it or not."

"I'd like to see you try." He gritted.

Now my tolerance for him has had it's limit, i want him dead...now.

We both quickly withdrew guns from underneath our seats, and pointed it at each other.

He's taking big boy steps for the first time, too bad he won't be able run in big boy steps.

"Your making a brave move, Brunet." I said.

He smiled and clocked his gun, "It's for a good cause."

I laughed, "A few people have to die so the others can live."

"How many?! You killed nearly 220 people in a span of two weeks!!" He yelled angrily as he stood up abruptly.

Hmm not my best work, I've killed more people in within a week.

"Me?" I asked offended as I stood up.

"You helped and you had no problem with it!" I yelled.

He shook his head, "No I had a problem and still do. The only reason I helped was because they were criminals."

I scoffed, "So all criminals deserve to die?"

He hesitated before he said anything, yeah he better think before speaking. If he says another stupid thing, I'm gonna have to pull the trigger.

"That's not wha-"

"Yes! You did mean it! Everyone at that club is going to die, so let me do what I gotta do. Those who dies were just-"

Woah my head, something is wrong. I feel nauseous. I groaned as I lift my hand to my head.

My vision blurred as I looked around, every sound that i heard was being muted by the second, and my head of all things felt like it was gonna explode.

"W-what did you d-do to me...Brunet?" I asked weakly trying to keep my gun pointed at him and stand up correctly.

"I added a little spice to your food." He smiled, putting down his gun. Then he snatched my gun from my hand and held my nearly unconscious body.

"Sorry, Janunu but I can't let you leave this loft." He said before i was out.

~
Brunet

I picked up Janunu and took her into her bedroom, then I placed her on the bed.

She'll definitely will want to kill me when she awakens, good thing I'll have reinforcements by my side before she does try to kill me.

"We had a great time together Janunu, now it's time to depart." I said softly to her before leaving.

It's 7:52P.M. and I have to be at the club at 10:00 P.M. Now that Janunu isn't apart of this chore as she calls it, I'm going to need a new plan.

Wait first, a phone. I need a phone to call my good friend Omar, he'll get me help. Janunu keeps a burner in her kitchen hopefully there's minutes in it.

I rushed to the kitchen and took out the phone from inside an old cookie jar. I dialed Omar's number and waited for him to answer.

Come on pick up.

He didn't, so I called again hopefully this time he'll answer.

A sleepily groan sounded from the other side, "Hello?"

Joy was all that I felt, "Omar."