Jennifer's POV

"On three, one... two... three...,"bah!", I kicked the door wide open. We had managed to pass through the front guards. By passing, I mean by shooting them straight in the heart.

We had already moved out into groups. Martial with some of the men and Octavio with others. I was with Andres and Joel trying to locate where the fuck that monster is because his damn mansion is so huge.

"Ssh", went Andres as he hit the door and suddenly, we had a gun shot. And the raining of gunshot started. We kept on shooting and moving forward.

I sensed someone at the back of me and as I turned, he threw a punch at me but I quickly dodged it.

"Missed me" and with that I sent a blow to his jaw. While he was still recovering, I gave him a kick to his abdomen and then used my leg to hit him with all force that it sent him stumbling to the ground. I made a fast move to him and then used the back of my gun to give him a fair and square hit on the back of his head but he seemed to quickly recover and then drew his gun to shoot me but he made a mistake, never aim a gun at me. I used my left leg to swing the gun from his hand and then pulled up my own gut and shoot him in the chest.

"Sorry for you", I said but it was not from my heart.

I swiped the few sweats that had formed on my forehead and turned around to discover my brother an Joel staring at me. The look on Joel's face was not compared to that of my brother. Andres seemed like I has seen more while Joel's was, I seriously need to get to know this woman a lot.

"Never knew you could fight like that", Joel says.

"That's because you know basically know nothing about me other than what people know me for."

We walked into the room that is now littered with dead bodies and there was a door in front of it. I walked towards the door and then open it gently because I don't know what is behind it.

I peeped into the door seeing it clear and then walk inside slowly ignoring the glares sent from my brother and Joel. I know it's dangerous but have they forgotten that danger is my middle name?

I walked inside with the two of them trailing behind with their guns secured with in their hands. All of a sudden, I felt someone grab me my the neck and then place a cold metal to my neck.

"Ok people, your time is up. Drop your guns unless you want your precious metal to die my knife". That voice. That monster. That bastard. I seriously don't know how people worked of this demon in the form of a human.

"I said DROP. YOUR. GUN. OR. YOUR SISTER. DIES", El Diablo's voice blooms in anger as he shouts at Andres, Joel and the other men that had probably ran back since they heard his voice through the microphone which I am wearing.

"Drop your guns", I say and they obey knowing that it will be dangerous it's for the best although I can see through them that they hardly don't want to put it down.