Top Tier Psycho And The Gift [Valchyrie x Hahvy]

[Hahvoc The Decepticon]

It was like this everyday. Someone needed to be taught a lesson, the books needed to be checked, the boss made happy, the family kept in line and well taken care of. Now though, there was more at stake due to the war. The war had been piling up over the course of the last year, but now it was starting to spill over and screw with everyone's jobs - even the underlings. The Dragon Sect could only do so much when faced with potential oblivion. It depended on its soldiers, its men. It depended on someone like Devlin McKenna. Devlin was amongst the top leaders in the Sect, but he wasn't a boss and never wanted to be. He had his leader and he had his own underlings and that was enough for him. He worked directly under the Boss as a bodyguard and hitman and wouldn't have it any other way. He did other things on the side, such as look at the books, and make sure people were keeping up with their payments, but it was something he only did on special occasions.

Today, though, he actually had nothing to do. He'd done his job for the day and was now sitting in his apartment with its two bedrooms and plenty of space. He missed his home back in the country, but this is where he was needed. He could always retire to the country when the time came. He and his Boss had an agreement, when the time came for him to retire, he would disappear without a trace. He would became a whispered legend, a rumor. He wasn't just known for his job, but for his sexual prowess. He wasn't the type to brag, but everyone knew he was into the darker shit. He had a knife collection specifically for that purpose. He had specially crafted handcuffs, shackles, and other little things for his playtime fantasies.

As he sat in his big old chair by the window, smoke drifted from his mouth as he took a drag from his clove cigarette. His amethyst eyes took in the scenery of the city below as he thought over how long it had been since he'd had a woman. Too long, his body told him. He could practically feel the tension in his shoulders getting worse at the mere thought. Grumbling something incoherent, he took another drag, moving a hand to drag through his dark red, short cut hair. Some called him a pretty boy, but he did have a roguishness about him. His high cheek bones, the tiny little line of freckles beneath his left eye while the rest of his face was clear except for a scar along his jawline and right eye. He was medium built, not too big but not too small. He wasn't all that tall either, maybe topping off at 5'7''- that is, without his boots.

As Devlin sat there brooding, adjusting the ring on his right hand, he pondered over what his life may have been like. It wasn't often that he got into the gist of how he became a Sect member, but at age thirty, he figured he might have been married with kids by now at some run of the mill job in the country. Yet, he remembered with a twisted smile, his brand of sex and love were very different. He would probably never find a wife, just a companion to use and love in his own way. Grinning to himself, he finished the last of his cigarette and put it out in the ashtray. Now was not the time to be thinking of such dreadful topics. He had a life and job to do here. Cracking his knuckles, he rose from his chair and grabbed himself a drink of water. He knew today was his day off, but he wasn't sure what else to do with himself. Perhaps he would bother his partner Carson at the shooting range beneath the Sect's main building. A fight might be just what he needed. Taking the water with him, he grabbed his keys and headed out the door, not knowing that things would change. But would they change for the better? Probably not.

 

[Valchyrie]

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Mira Nishii had just been given the news by her parents. She was sitting on one of their kitchen chairs, looking down into the ground. She couldn't stand that organization, she couldn't take how they acted, and treated everyone. And now she was going to be given to a high positioned man in the organization, because her parents had been stupid enough to get on bad terms with them. She shook her head a little, sitting there in her military vest, bra under it. She had a dark green skirt on that went down to her knees too, and a v-thong under it. She sighed "This is not fair..why don't we just fight him back if it's such a big problem!?" she slammed her hands into the table. Her parents sighed. Her dad shook his head slightly "Because we do not have the strength, nor the people to fight an organization at that size. Our best choice is to bring peace, and the only thing he seems to care about, enough to make peace, is women. And you would suit him good, and make us proud to know that you made peace between us." he explained. Mira sighed and stood up from the chair, shaking her head "I'm ready to go now." she said.

Her dad handed her a letter and looked at her "Make sure he reads that letter. You don't read it, he's the only one of you who can read this. It will make sure that we keep the peace for as long as possible." she grabbed the letter and turned around. She had some military boots on. She had thought she was going to fight today, because of the way her parents had acted, but instead, she had been turned into a piece of meat, for one of the enemies. She couldn't stand it, that her own family could do something like that to her. Sure she wanted peace like everyone else, but there had to be something else they could do, than handing her over to that sadistic pig. She had no choice though, her family had made up their mind. The only thing she could be happy about, if there was something to be happy about, was the fact that peace probably would be brought to her family now. She ran a hand through her long dark brown hair, that ended at the ending of her shoulders. It was time to go now, she had a job to do.

She had been given the address of the organization too, by her parents, so that she knew where the hell she was going. If she didn't like her family as much as she did, she would have ran off, never to be seen again. But the problem was that she was too proud of herself to break a promise to her family, and bring them all into danger. She would have to do what she could, to keep them safe, and if this was their choice, so be it, there was nothing she could do about it. As she continued down the road, she looked up in the sky. She wasn't sure if she was going to see the sky again, or if she was even going to be outside again. That guy, Devlin McKenna, wasn't easy to figure out, and it bothered her, that not even her skills, would be strong enough to fight against him. Or well, that's what she thought at least. She did, however, plan to get stronger while she was with him, so that she one day would be able to kill him, and kill the rest of the important people in his organization, so that peace could finally be brought upon her family.

She shook her head slightly as she continued walking. There was no reason to dwell on those thoughts right now, she had to move, and even though she didn't like where she was going, she hated being alone in the darkness, outside of a building. She always felt so vulnerable when she was outside in the darkness, like anything, and everyone, could attack her and do what they wanted. Of course, her paranoia made her forget how good she actually was at defending herself, when she were in these situations, but that was just how she was. She sighed and looked at the envelope that she was given by her father, she was almost there, she could see the building. Anger struck her, but also a little fear, and a lot of hatred. She would punch his face as hard as she could, at the first chance she got. Finally she reached the doors and knocked hard on them, just wanting to get it over with now. "Hey! Open up those damn doors! I'm Mira Nishii, I've come with a letter to Devlin McKenna, and I wish to see him. Tell him Mira Nishii is waiting for him, and that her family has a peace offering." now, there was nothing else to do than to wait for the doors to be answered.

 

[Hahvoc The Decepticon]

Devlin arrived at the Sect's main building about twenty minutes later. He parked his Hummer out in the back lot in the garage before he got out and headed towards the doors in the back. No one stopped him or asked him for ID or what the password was, no. They already knew who he was and none would bother to stop him. As he took a few twists and turns down the intricate hallways, he soon ended up at the shooting range. Several guns were already being fired by new recruits and some of the older members. Carson was on the far end, shooting at a statue rather than a target. He liked shooting things that had more lifelike qualities. The hard ping of it resounded through the room as each bullet hit. Grabbing one of the pistols laid out, Devlin set himself up next to Carson, put on the headphones and positioned his legs. It didn't take long before he found himself hitting the target in all the vital points. Most organizations wouldn't bother with such training and would expect their members to just train themselves. But not here. They didn't want all their men to die from inexperience. It wasn't long before the two of them were competing on kill shots and gathering the attention of all the others in the room.

While they were doing that, some of the bodyguards on the front door of the Sect were staring down at a beautiful asian woman who was asking for Devlin. They had smirks on their faces at the way she spoke. So very confident and with no nonsense. They were amused more than anything at her behavior. One of the guards drifted down to the shooting range but they didn't say anything just yet. They were waiting to see what else this girl would do. They knew they should inform him right away, but they had the feeling he had no idea about this exchange - whatever it was. One of guards, looking to be in his late thirties with sandy brown hair and brown eyes and a little too much muscle on him frowned slightly from his height of six-seven.

"Now, now, little girl. What kind of peace offering could you be giving over to Devlin?"

 

[Valchyrie]

Mira watched the bodyguard as the door opened and listened to what he was saying. So, not only did she have to hand herself over to that disgusting man in this place, now she also had to deal with some fucked up bodyguard, who she would rather want to punch all of the teeth out of, than waste her time and words on him. She sighed and ran a hand through her hair, looking at him "I need him for something that doesn't, concern you." she said and looked at him for another moment. This guy wasn't going to move away from her, he'd want his share of the fun, and unless she did something, he would get it. Though as she stood there, thinking about the future that she was going to have, she could as well have her own kind of fun, since the guy wouldn't be able to hurt her in any kind of way. She grinned at him, with that evil kind of twisted grin and nodded a little "It seems you're not going to move, so why don't we just get it over with?" she asked and walked closer to him, seductively. As soon as she got to him, and had been grinning a little more to him, her palm suddenly flew up to his nose and punched it into his face. Now, she was well aware that something like that could kill a person, but did she care? No. Why should she? They were the enemies anyway.

After watching having done that to the bodyguard, she just watched his reaction. She wasn't quite sure if she had done it the right way to kill him, or if she had just done it good enough to bring him into a lot of pain. No matter what, she had probably succeeded in getting him to leave her alone for now. She was there for one purpose, and one purpose only, and if this bodyguard wanted to play games, she was going to get pissed. So she had just taken care of it before it was going to take up all of her time. She smiled at the thought and at the actions she had just pulled off, and waited for the other bodyguard to bring back the guy she needed to talk with, if he indeed was bringing him back. If not, she was just going to go on a man hunt herself, and track him down, maybe beat him up a little, before giving him the proposal of peace. She wanted him to know that she wasn't happy with this arrangement at all, and she wanted him to know that she did this for her family, and not because she fancied him in any kind of way, at all.