25 REIGN OF EMILIA- "What a joke"

previously...

"Guys"

"Well I bet my relationship is now nonexistent." Ace runs his fingers through his hair stressfully.

"Guys"

"Talk about your relationship, they will never speak to me again, and we've been friends since birth!"

"GUYS!"

Everyone turns to the voice at the door. It was Abigail.

"Abbie, you're back, where's Em?" James asks.

"That is the point. I went out after her, but by the time I got outside and- some, scruffy men." Abigail ranted.

"What scruffy men?" Ace pipes up, fully alerted.

"Some scruffy men with snake tattoos on their arms- They took her!"

"They what?"

•••

October 31 continued...

"I said they took her, god damn it! I tried to get to her bu-" before she was given the chance to finish, Ace took off.

"Ace! where are you going!" Abigail shouted, but got no response.

~This is all my fault.~ Ace thought. ~I should have went after her!~ His heart was racing and his pulse was quickening. What's more? he was filled with rage. He thought back to what Abigail had said.

"Some scruffy men with snake tattoos on their arms- They took her!"

Snake tattoos. Only people dumb enough to try and mess with Ace King's girl, and also wore snake tattoos, were the Blood Serpents. Still a pretty dumb name, if you ask me. Blood Serpents, blah, why not Red Snakes, means the same and sounds a lot more accurate.

Ace took his phone out immediately to make a call.

"Blaine, get six of our men ready, including yourself and meet me at Syrus' warehouse in ten."

"Right away boss." No questions needed to be asked. Sh*t was about to go down.

Ace got into his car and drove off, the engine immediately roaring to life before he takes off. About a minute into the ride and Ace receives a phone call. It was his father, Jackson.

"What happened?"

"They took her, dad, they f*cking took her."

"Okay then, go get your girl son." with that, he hung up.

~And when I do, those damn snakes will regret the moment they were born.~

••••

At a certain warehouse in Brooklyn:

Emilia winces at the irritating ache she felt in her temple. She yawned and stretched, then paused.

"Wait a minute. Where am I-"

"Well, you woke up quicker that I thought." Emilia grimaces when she sees thing one standing at the doorway. "The drug you got was supposed to last for at least a few hours, but you woke up in just a couple of minutes. Guess you're stronger than I thought."

Emilia recalls what had happened a while ago. She had just found out that her friends, whom she had been hanging out with for almost two months, are behind the infamous TG, the school blogger whom she was so desperately trying to hide from. She stormed outside to get a much needed breath of air. Bumped into a crying girl called Lijha, who accidentally spilled a drink on her. Contemplated whether to go back inside and demand a plausible explanation, or to just go home, when three men in black masks and snake tattoos aggressively approached her and drugged with what was probably Ketamine, now realizing that those masked men were probably the same three idiots she beat up a few days ago.

Emilia sat up and gave thing one a wicked smirk. "But of course. What do you expect from a lady who absolutely beat you to a pulp a few days ago?"

"Why you little bi-" thing one attempted to slap her, and Emilia was more than ready to give him another beating, but they were both interrupted.

"Mervin. That's enough." Came a deep voice. Thing one, who we now know as Mervin, immediately shut up.

Emilia scoffs. "Your name is Mervin? What? Did your parents not like you or something?" Emilia laughs hysterically. "Pfft. Was für ein Witz" [TRANSLATION/GERMAN] "Pfft. What a joke." she says, suddenly dropping her smirk.

Thing o- no Mervin, could only grit his teeth out of anger before nodding and muttering a slight "boss" to Syrus, then left the room.

"So you must be the-" Emilia paused, giving the middle aged man a once over. "Boss." she finishes.

"Nice to meet you, miss Williams, can I call you Emili-"

"No."

"I'll do it anyway. Nice to meet you, Emilia. I'm Syrus, leader of the Blood Serpents. I'm sure you've heard of me." Cyrus grins.

"Honestly, I have not." Emilia stared at her manicured fingers. "I must say though, I must applaud you for not letting your men tie me up. It would be really useless but still." Emilia ascends the queen bed. "Now of you would be so kind as to tell me why I am here, that would be great."

"Wow, feisty, I like it. Well, if you must know, you are here because I wanted you to be. I heard about what you did to my men and I must say, I am impressed. A poweful man like me will certainly need a fierce woman like you by my side, what do you say?" Syrus proposes.

Emilia scoffs immediately. "Is this a joke? What are you? fifty? I would say sorry to burst your bubble, but I am not, I am not really a big fan of dating men old enough to be my grand father."

"No need to be so rude now darlin' come here." Syrus immediately grabbed onto Emilia shoulder.

"Ugh, ich bin so darüber hinweg." Emilia spun around and gave him one solid uppercut punch, the old man immediately spat up blood. [TRANSLATION/GERMAN] "Ugh, I am so over this."

"You little b-"

Emilia landed another hard punch in his throat, just like the last guy, except this time it was a lot more forceful. Syrus tries his best to say something, unfortunately for him, the only thing that comes up is blood.

"Well that should surely shut you up. Old man."

Syrus reaches for his gun, but Emilia grabs it and twists the man's arm, now pointing the gun at him, not even two seconds later and a hot bullet was planted into Syrus' skull.

The sound of the gunshot seemed to have alerted some of the gang, and they came rushing to the door, just in time for Emilia to pull the door open, Syrus' glock 42 in hand, with only 5 rounds left and about ten men with weapons pointed at her.

"Oh come on, did your mothers not tell you, that you should not point guns at a lady?" Emilia gives them all I cheerful smile, then suddenly shoots two of them in the skull. Three rounds left. A few men tries to fire at her, but she quickly dodges then all, breaking the hands of the men who fired. Five down, five more to go, with only three bullets.

Emilia decided to take a risk and use her last three bullets to kill three other men. Leaving two more men carrying pocket knives, while Em was all out of bullets.

"Well, well." she says, "This should be fun."