Mini POV:
"Evan, where the hell are my documents?" Delirious asked, fumbling for something - probably just files.
"I don't know." Evan said, laughing.
"Where'd you hide them this time?" Delirious sighed.
"Uh..." Evan fumbled for words, trying not to laugh.
"Evan! You've done this, like, everyday since we started this buisness." Delirious laughed.
What was with these two..?
"Babe, I honestly don't know." Evan said, hugging Delirious from behind.
Oh. Well, that answers my question.
"Get off me, fag." Delirious said.
My mouth popped open in shock at what he had just done.
Evan started laughing and kissed his lips and Delirious let him enter.
I realized that Jonathan was joking.
"Get a room, you two. Jeez."
Tyler looked them up and down, hit them with a file, and then walked over to sit down beside me.
I laughed.
"Ow. Thanks, Wildcat." Evan rubbed his head, and I blushed seeing Delirious in his arms, sitting in top of the desk.
"Is that how you got your nickname?" I asked Tyler.
He nodded.
"We all have nicknames. Remember how I called you Mini at first? Well, that kinda stuck, right? Same for us." he said, gesturing to everyone behind him.
"Except me." Z stepped forward.
"Oh, no, your nickname is Bitch." he laughed and winked at me.
"What the fuck did you just say?" she asked.
"You heard me." Tyler stood up and faced her.
"You're the bitch." she said.
"Pshhhhhh... No." he said, rolling his eyes.
She pushed him down, and I tried to get up, but she was already on top of him, Tyler on his stomach, arms behind his back, her holding a gun to his back.
"I'll make you MY bitch." she said, rubbing the gun closer to him.
"Make me your bitch, baby. Go on." he said, laughing, nervously.
"You're disgusting." she said, hitting him with the gun.
"I like it rough." he laughed, tried to look at her, but failed, and giggled.
My heart started to sink.
"You make me sick, Tyler. You're lucky Lui is in the other room." she said, kicking him with her boots.
He tried to stand up and it sent her sliding backwards of his back, onto the ground.
He pointed the gun at her.
"Now you're my bitch."
She pouted.
She pulled his collar to her, as if she were going to kiss him, and I started panicking.
She then kicked him backwards, sending his gun into the air, her catching it with her empty hand.
She now had two guns.
"Who's the bitch now?" she winked.
"Shoot me baby. Do it." WILDCAT winked back.
"Ew. Nasty." she said.
"Stop it, Z." Nogla said.
He had just as much authority as she did. And he told her to stop. Uh oh.
"Make me." she said, turning to him.
He lunged forward to grab her, but she ducked and pushed him onto Tyler.
"OW! DAITHI, THAT'S MY DICK!" Tyler yelled.
Wish I was on his dick...
What is with my thoughts today??!
"I'M FOCKING SORRY!!" Nogla yelled and rolled off of him.
"STOP IT! NOW!" Evan grabbed Z's coat and pulled her forward.
She looked at him, silently.
"Do you understand, Z?" he asked.
She looked at bit scared.
"DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" he asked.
She blinked.
"Yes, master." she then walked over and sat down beside Lui.
Z was a tad bit hot, if I do say so myself.
"Brian." Delirious called someone.
Evan tilted his head.
"Terroriser?"
"We need him in our line. We need another assassin." Delirious looked at him.
Evan nodded.
"Hello?" A heavy Irish accent asked.
"Brian. We need you. The last assassin... Well... Uh..." Delirious looked down, nervously.
"We do not speak of what happened to Ohmwrecker." Z appeared behind Delirious with an apple.
She was sneaky and fast... That must make her an amazing assassin.
I stared and marveled at her and she noticed me and winked, then I looked down, and she turned around and pulled her hood back up, shielding everything but her eyes.
She bit into the apple, making a crunching sound.
Lui was in the other room, making fake papers for us.
"How come I can't go back into training?" Tyler asked.
"Because you're a failure," Z said, sitting down, between bites. She then took another.
"Besides, remember that one time you almost woke up that target's neighbors?" she asked.
He sighed and she bit into her apple again.
"I can correct my mistakes for the future." Tyler looked at Evan, pleadingly.
"No, Tyler. We can't have another mistake. One slip-up... And well..."
"We'll all be killed." Z said, biting into that apple of hers.
I looked up at Tyler.
His glasses slipped down his perfect face a tad bit...
He looked like a dork.
An adorable dork.
He didn't look like a killer.
"Killed by... The police?" I was confused.
Z looked at me and smiled, then started laughing like that was the funniest thing she's ever heard. Everyone else soon realized what I had said as well, and they started laughing, too.
Why were they laughing?
Z smiled at me.
"Sweets, the police, fuck em. We can easily wipe them all out." she wiped tears from her face.
"Then what do you mean?" I looked at Tyler.
"Other groups. Other gangs. We may be the toughest killers and the best gang, but the other ones can always team up and kill us," she said, biting more of her apple.
"Especially if we blow their cover when we blow ours."
They all nodded.
"There's another reason Tyler shouldn't be an assassin." Z took another bite out of her apple.
"Why's that?" Tyler glared at her.
She smiled.
"You don't look too good in leather." she leaned back, and swallowed her bites.
"Psh. I look good in everything and anything I wear." he smiled.
"Oh really? Who told you that? Your friend over there?!" she pointed at me and started laughing and threw her apple core at him.
He gritted his teeth, and turned to me, slowly.
I blushed when his eyes met mine.
He turned back around, slowly.
"Whatever." he said.
"I thought so." she laughed so hard she spit apple onto Tyler.
"Are these lovely little boys stayin' here?" A shorter, smaller figure came from the shadows.
Man, this shelter was way bigger than I thought.
"Tanner!" Z stood up and hugged the small lady.
The lady wore her hair down, in blond curls.
She looked only a little older than the rest of them.
She wore a black outfit with long sleeves and no coat.
"Hey, sugar." Tanner said, hugging Z.
"Tanner. I missed you!" Z said, kissing the smaller lady's head.
"Tanner's older than all of us." Tyler whispered to me in my ear.
"How old?" I asked.
"Only two years older than me. But she's like the mother of our group. She's also the smartest, and she could probably win in a fight against Z, if she had a chance." he said.
"Damn." I said.
It seemed her niceness made her look older.
"Tyler! I haven't seen you in forever!" Tanner turned to us.
Tyler smiled.
"Hey, Tanner." he hugged her.
She smiled.
"Who's your friend?" she asked.
"Oh, I don't think I've actually introduced him to anyone."
"You rude motherfucker." the girl said in her sweet voice, and Z laughed as she grabbed a wooden spoon and hit him in the head with it.
"Ow, I'm sorry, Tanner." He said.
"Anyway, Craig. This is Tanner, aka Madre, that's Z, " Tyler said. (I can tell he was using all his strength not trying to say bitch,)
"This is Evan, aka Vanoss, that's David, or DaithiDeNogla, this is Delirious, or Jonathan, and that's Lui, also known as Calibre or Lil Squeaky or Squeaker.." he smiled.
"Why Squeaker?" I asked.
"Because my voice used to fool the cops when we need to impersonate someone." A kid's voice rang out, and I looked over to the man responsible for the weird sound.
"And everyone, this is Craig,"
I smiled as Tyler said my name.
"Aka MiniLadd."