Chapter Twenty-Three: Flashback(1)

[WARNING: Violent scenes are in this chapter]

Sitting in his car Clair looked outside the window and closed her eyes with a sly smile.

It all happened a week before that day she was sent to the woman's imprisonment center. The day before she purposely let herself get captured.

Flashback*****

"Baby~ We have been dating for a month now shouldn't we take it to another step?" The man said and pressed his lips against her. Ainara took a deep breath to calm her anger. She had a black wig on and a pair of contacts.

She looked at the blond man with green eyes in front of her. Yes, she has been 'dating' him but he's nothing but a mission of hers. She pushed him away and sighed. "If you say so… did you prepare a room for us?" She asked with a seductive smile and the man grinned.

He pulled her away from all the commotion inside the bar. He led her up the stairs to the private rooms and opened a door. When he tried to pull her in, he felt a cold knife against his neck. She pressed him against the wall and smiled coldly. "Babe? What are you doing?" He asked in shock.

"Who is your leader?" She asked indifferently. "You-" He fumed up in anger and reached out to the gun behind him. To his surprise, it was no longer there. He looked up at her in terror as the pieces of the gun dropped on the floor.

"I don't like playing with guns much. I rather do something more fun." She held him by his hair and slammed his head against the wall. He fell on the floor unconscious. "Tch no fun." She mumbled.

She tied him down and blindfolded him. Someone entered the room and she looked up the two men. "Take him to the warehouse. I still need to get some information from him." She ordered and walked out of the building. She rode her motorcycle to the warehouse and found the same man tied up and alone.

She smirked when she saw the chains around his body. The metal chains had been heated up just like she requested and it was burning his skin. He screamed in pain. "Seriously? I haven't even started yet." She complained and knelt next to his body. She took off the blindfold and stood up.

She had a pair of boots on a leather jacket and a pair of black leather pants. She tied her hair in a bun and she walked towards a box not far from her. She opened it up and looked at the things inside.

"Tell me how should I start? Inject some poison, cut your fingers off, or should I slowly strip your skin?" She asked.

"Mm-hm mmmm mm hmm" She heard his muffled shouts because of the clothing on his mouth and she laughed excitedly. "We will be taking off some skin for today then. Don't worry I will be quick if you tell me what I want to know." She said and walked back to him. In her hand, she brought a case with different tools. She placed them in a table and showed them to him.

"Scalpel, drill bit, *sigh* there are so many which one should I use?" She asked looking conflicted. She chose a random one and walked towards him. She put on a pair of black gloves and carefully let the chains loose.

She ripped his clothes off his upper body and started cutting his flesh. His screams were loud and painful but she didn't flinch. It seemed as if it were something normal for her.

"Who's your leader?" She asked but he shook his head refusing to answer. She took off another long strip of skin and the bone of his arm was seen.

Seeing that it wasn't working she took out a sharp knife and started carving on his face. The upper layers of his skin were gone and she didn't stop then.

"Agh!" He screamed in pain but he refused to speak. Once she was done with his upper body she sighed. "You still don't want to speak? I'll cut off your d*ck in small pieces and make you eat it if you don't speak." She warned him.

"Who the F*ck is your leader!?" She yelled impatiently. "B*tch I rather die. They will do way worse to me if I speak." He said and she chuckled. "Do you know who I am? Their torture methods are nothing compared to mind Sweetie."

She kicked him continuously until his body had flipped to the other side. She stabbed the knife inside his body and she cut off his limps. "You still don't want to speak?" She asked.

She destroyed his body and she did as she promised. She cut off his parts and made him eat it. She sat in a chair and watched him choke on his flesh. She took off her gloves and sighed.

"Eat it all." She ordered. "Go ahead. Eat yourself up. Too bad you don't have a family or else I would have made you do something worse than that. Don't look at me like that. I'm not the one sex trafficking innocent woman and children." She shrugged.

"Aren't you tired? You will die here anyway why don't you just tell me who your leader is huh?" She asked. He looked at her and he cried but his tears were of blood.

"No more. I beg you. Let me go!" He cried. Ainara smiled. "You know what you have to do first." She replied and the man closed his eyes. She had atleast not made him eat his own eyes.

"Elija Jonathan. That's all I know I swear." He cried and Ainara smiled. "That's all I needed to know. See it wasn't that hard. We didn't even have to wait this long." She took out her gun and shot him dead before he could say anything else.

She unzipped her black leather jacket and revealed an open black leather crop top. She took a bag and placed it inside. She continued by removing her pants and she ended up in a pair of mini shorts. She also walked to a cleaner area and took off her boots. She put them in a bag and tossed the bag next to the dead man.

When she was done she walked towards an old rusty locker in a corner. She found a pair of knee-length boots and she wore them. She placed a gun on her waist and two knives on the black tight holder she had around her leg.

When she finished doing that she put on a black coat over her body and tied a not in front. She took off her wig and put on a new one. She did the same with the contact lenses. It took her a while to get herself ready but she looked like a completely different person when she was done.

She looked sexy and attractive but dangerous. The rest of the things she put in another bag and took out a lighter. She lit it up and watched the body and the bags burn. She stayed there for a while until the fire started spreading. "It should explode in 4 minutes." She mumbled and walked out of the warehouse.

She walked away as if nothing had happened with the name the man had given her, memorized.

She walked towards the motorcycle she had driven earlier and she placed a small device on it. She then continued walking as a small red light came from the device. The beeping got louder and louder until the motorcycle and the warehouse exploded at the same time.

She continued walking nonchalantly like she had nothing to do with what had just happened.

A few minutes into her walk she answered a call on her phone. " Elija Jonathan."  She said.

"The rest of your payment has been deposited." She heard someone say and she hung up. She then threw her phone in the middle of the road and watched a car run over it.

"What's my next mission?" She asked the person in her ear device.

"James Davis the youngest General in the country." She heard someone reply and she took off her earphone. She dropped it on the ground and crushed it with her shoe.