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Jan 6, 2012
Location
On the beach
It was a dark, and rainy night, with frequent lightning flashes, lighting up the dim alleyway where Alisa and four of her goons stood, there was a man tied to a chair, he had a gag in his mouth, and his kneecaps were broken.

"Well now, Mister Deveroux, it seems to me, that you intend to snitch about our whole little operation, and I don't tolerate snitches too well."

The lightning flashes again, revealing for a brief second her slender frame, and D cup breasts, her hair was a crimson red and her eyes were the iciest blue.

She tapped the man on the shoulder with her billy club and he flinched, "You see, me being a criminal and all with a rap sheet as wide as the day is long, I would go to jail for a very long time, and well, I don't do too well in tight spaces." She circled around and sat on the mans lap, he flinched fearing what would come next.

"So this is whats going to happen, im going to kill you, and then my friends here are going to dump your body somewhere it will never be found." She smiled a fanged smile, "BUT! There is a catch, you tell me who else is part of your little operation here, and I promise you a quick clean death, if not." She smiled again "I will break every single bone in your body, then gouge out your eyes, pour salt in your eye sockets, and light you on fire, ensuring the most painful death possible, oh and while you are burning, i will cut you up into little pieces."

She laughed a bellowing echoed laugh.
 
Nathan was part of the goons that were beating up this man. He was an undercover cop infiltrating Alisa's mob. He had managed to keep a low cover and was only in for about a week. They were beating up Nathan's partner, someone who was mainly listening in on deals and such that her gang did and he was known to beg for his life several times. Nathan held onto his handgun, a glock 17, tightly as he debated on killing this man. He would give him away...he knew it.

Deveroux spat out some blood as he glared at Alisa, and began to laugh lightly. "The one you're looking for? The one who is also in on this organization? You stupid bitch...you don't even have a clue..." He laughed lightly, and Nathan knew he had to end this. "The one you're looking for is..." Deveroux's eye flashed up toward Nathan and Nathan immediately knew that he was going to give him away...and Deveroux was, if it meant his life would be spared. Before Nathan's cover was blown, he put the handgun to the man's head and fired two shots to kill him. "Fucking prick...disgracing you like that..."
 
Alisa turned and lashed out at the man who had just fired, she smacked him across the face, and pushed him into a wall holding her billy club to his throat.

"Are you stupid?" She raised her hand to smack the man again, just then police sirens were heard.

"Come on boss, we gotta go, the pigs are comin."

Alisa lowered her hand and quickly walked to her car.

She turned to the man, "You realize what you just did right? I now know we have a mole in our organization, working for the cops, and he was about to tell me exactly who it was, now im just going to have to kill everyone, and you look real fucking guilty right now, only been here a week, you dont take orders very well, and you shoot the only potential lead i have to someone trying to tear my operation apart." She tapped herself on the back of her neck with the billy club, "Id say you look real damn guilty, so." The doors to the car locked, "Why dont you just tell me when you planed on telling the cops about me, did you get enough information yet?" She smiled.
 
Nathan bit his lip once the doors to the car door locked. It seemed that in trying to cover up his position in the group, he gave it away. "The hell are you talking about boss?! The guy was a fucking pig. He probably didn't even know nothin'!" He was going to try and keep acting as one of her henchies as long as he could. "Quit playin' games boss...You know I've only done good things for the family ever since you all accepted me in here. Stop playing paranoid! I don't know nothin about cops!"
 
Alisa was torn, on one hand, she knew for a fact, that he was the mole, she could smell snitch on him, on the other hand, she wanted to see just how far down the rabbit hole she could push this man, so she decided to let it go.

She smiled, "You are probably right, cops will say anything to save their life, even though he was going to die anyway, he might have felt right with himself if he lied about something. Maybe im just a little paranoid, lets all go home and get some sleep, we have lots of wicked wicked things to do tomorrow." She laughed, "Tomorrow our newest grunt is going to help us rob a bank, we dont wear masks here, because we want the city to fear our faces, not our actions, how i love when i go walking down the street and people cringe in terror, tomorrow nine am sharp, main street bank, i think i need to make a withdraw." She laughed again, if the man showed, and didnt wear a mask and blatantly open daylight robbed a bank, he was more dedicated than she thought.
 
"Tch..." He felt defeated even after winning. How was he supposed to be able to rob a bank without getting caught if he couldn't hide his face? She said no masks...Hmm...For the rest of the ride, Nathan gazed out of the window and tried not to look at Alisa. He felt like if he did anything, it would give him away. In the backseat of the car, it was only she and he there, the other two goons in the front seat driving and making sure the heat wasn't picking them up. Nathan felt cold, pale, and knew he almost gave himself up that night.
 
Alisa turned to the man as they pulled up the driveway of the mafia clubhouse.
"Get some sleep, and pack some heat for tomorrow, this is our biggest bank robbery yet, we are just going to waltz in there like we own the place and take all the money, then drive off like a bat outta hell, then we party all night, the cops wont come after us, in reality the beat cops are too damn scared, theres two armed security guards in the building at all times, both by the entrance, shoot them, and we are home free." One of her goons parked the car and the other got out and opened the door.

She turned to the one who opened the door, "Give this man some heat, a nice sized hand cannon, not that puny glock he is carrying, something intimidating, as usual you both are on guard duty, sleep in shifts, you know the drill, if cops come up the driveway, shoot them."

Alisa laughed, She was so cold, so heartless, almost inhuman the way she talked about carelessly murdering the guards, and anyone who got in her way for that matter, she had no motives, she just wanted chaos, she just wanted to watch the world burn, no plans, just haplessly doing whatever, whenever she pleased.
 
Nathan took the hand cannon from the man and looked to it, not wanting to use it. The glock was his choice of a gun. It may not have been very powerful or intimdating but he knew how to use it at least. A hand cannon was overkill...He stepped out and left, walking home toward his apartment building that he was given as a means to stay close to the mob and still be able to report to his superiors in the police department. He sighed...and fell asleep after tossing the hand cannon in the trash can.

The next morning, he bought a pair of sunglasses and put them on as he headed out toward the bank that Alisa had said to meet them at. He arrived at 8:30 and sat on a nearby bench as he waited for her, still wearing the sunglasses. She said no masks....but said nothing about using sunglasses to at least hide his eyes.
 
The bently pulled up casually in front of the bank, Alisa spotted the man immediately, and gestured for him to come to her, her other two goons stepped out of the car, as did she, they were both armed with sub machine guns, and she was armed with a knife, it was truly her favorite weapon, it allowed her to kill her enemies intimately, to savor the kill. She tapped her foot and casually tossed the blade waiting for the man to arrive, and as suspected a street cop approached the little group, he had his gun drawn.

"Drop your guns and put your hands over your head." He said as he grabbed his radio, "Ive got Ms. Perne on main street, i need backup now!"

Alisa smiled, and turned to her men, "You heard the man, drop your guns." They laughed and did so, before they hit the ground, and before the officer could finish his radio call, she threw the knife and planted it in his skull, killing him instantly, she walked over and yanked it out, "You didnt say anything about knives, be more specific next time, oh wait, there wont be a next time!" She laughed.
 
Nathan hadn't even drawn his gun yet so he didn't do anything when the man ordered them to drop their weapons. Nathan couldn't help but watch as this street cop was killed for doing his job. It made Nathan feel sorry for the man. Once he was dead, Nathan walked with everyone into the bank and finally drew out his pistol and aimed it towards several civilians. "Get on the ground. Now." He wasn't yelling, moreover just ordering them with a stern voice. He wasn't in the mood today...He just...He stared death in the face the other day and now he was robbing a bank with a cold blooded killer. The blood of all these people would be on his hands if he fucked up...and he knew something was wrong with Alisa. If he shot her behind her back...He knew she'd be too strong to die from something like that. But why? He sighed and made sure the civilians didn't try anything funny.
 
Alisa stepped into the bank, the security guards came rushing in, she pointed her knife at them, "Dont even think about it." One of her armed goons fired off half a clip into the ceiling.

"Ladies and gentleman, as my friend here said, I would encourage you all to lay on the ground, you are being robbed, the more complient you are, the easier this will be."

She looked around the room, "Now who of you here has access to your vault." Nobody said anything, she reached over and grabbed one of the security guards and held the knife to his throat, "Tell me who has access to the vault, or this asshole is going to die."

"I do." Said the man who she had grabbed.

"Oh! How perfect, guess im just lucky." she shoved the man forward, "Show me where it is." The man quickly walked them back to the vault, and opened it, inside was millions of dollars, her goons quickly grabbed as much money as they could and stuffed it in a few duffel bags.

The security guard was shaking and trembling in a corner next to the vault, she walked over to the man, "Thank you for your co-operation." She stabbed him in the heart.

"Lets go home boys, pay day came early." She started walking out of the vault, there was a teller reaching for the silent alarm, she simply pointed her knife at her, "You...dont, wanna do that." The woman kept reaching for it, so Alisa threw her knife and planted it in the womans throat, walked over, and yanked it out.

"Trying to be a hero huh? Trying to be a badass? Well look at you now hero, youre gunna bleed to death!" She laughed, "You wanna see badass motherfucker?" She grabbed one of her goons guns, and unloaded the clip on the other security guard, the man laughed, "That is badass boss." She handed him the gun, "Lets go home boys."
 
Nathan was just disgusted by the entire scene she presented during the entire robbery. He felt remorse for all the victims of the robbery and was silent the entire time, trying not to see all of the people she murdered just for a few hundred grand. Once they all ran out to the escape car, he entered in the back like he normally did and stayed silent, sunglasses still on his face and gripping the glock tightly in his hand. He was seriously contemplating shooting her in the head. All he had to do was rely on his police training and quickly aim the gun to her head and pull the trigger. He began to sweat bullets as he continued to contemplate murdering her, or simply waiting to report the activities to his superiors when he got back to the apartment later that night.
 
"Lets hit the slums boys, tonight we party like kings!" She laughed, she had just stolen half a million dollars and was going to spend all of it in one night, strippers, drugs, booze, whatever she wanted, whatever they wanted, the city was theirs for the night, nobody would bother crossing their path, and those who did, would simply taste her cold steel.

They pulled up to the mafia club in the slums part of town, it looked like a run down raggedy piece of shit on the outside, but on the inside, it was actually quite immaculate, the car came to a halt and she got out of her own accord this time, she waltzed up to the door, nodded to the doorman and was let in, inside resided some of the most hardened toughest criminals the city had to offer, but none of them even came close to touching her level of insanity, and pure unadulterated violence, sure they had all slain their fair share of men, but not in the fashion she had done, they shot people, she stabbed them, she cut them up, she had no morals, and no cares, it was as if she wasnt afraid to die, you could put a gun to her face, and as you pulled the trigger, if you even got the chance her last words would be "Fuck you!" And she would laugh.

The men seemed to slowly creep away from her as she walked in. It was as if the entire city of criminals was afraid of her.
 
"Seems like you've got the entire criminal underworld in the palm of your hand, Alisa..." Nathan murmured as he followed behind her into the club. He holstered his pistol...ashamed he didn't take the shot inside of the car like he wanted. If he did it here, then the rest of the criminals would try and kill him. He was for sure of this. He followed her into the club and glared at her from behind her back. "Was it all worth the five hundred Gs? All the people you killed Alisa?" He had to suppress his anger...But it was slowly seeping out. "So many innocent people died. Was it worth all the hassle? Jeez..."
 
Alisa turned him and laughed, "No." She paused as a topless waitress brought her a drink, "I would have done it for free!" She laughed out loud manically, she was clearly truly insane, "Pick any man in this place, and they will tell you the same." She stood on a table, "What do i do?!" She shouted.

They all replied in unison, "Stab, stab, and then stab some more!"

Alisa jumped off the table "You see, im taking the organized, out of organized crime, i dont plan anything, per say, i mean technically, the bank robbery was slightly planned, but, i didnt really think of it till the night before, i just do things on a whim, keep this city on its knees, and just when it comes up for a breath of fresh air." She pulled her knife out and started jabbing wildly at the air, "I stab it in the gut and bring it back to its knees again!" She laughed and threw her knife in a random direction, killing a topless waitress. She turned to see it and walked over and pulled the knife out, "Ooops! She was carrying my drink, gotta get better aim next time." She laughed again, "You go have fun."

A big heavy man tapped Nathan on the shoulder, he had a russian accent, "You, come with me, i must discuss with you something."
 
"Tch...Whats the Russian Mafia got against me now? Haven't you all milked me dry of funds already?" He said angrily and followed the Russian, not exactly knowing who he was but not wanting to seem suspicious by refusing the man's offer. He was kept on his toes and made certain the safety was off on his glock as he followed the man. He hated Alisa and her ways. She was like the Joker from Batman...literally just as crazy and just as bad when it came to being a sociopath. "What do you want? Where are we going Bosko?" It wasn't his name, but it was a stereotypical Russian name.
 
The man took him to a back room, where it was just the man and nathan, "Listen american." He said with a thick rolled r, "I know you are police, and that you are trying to get Alisa arrested, but its not so easy as it looks is it?" He said in a thick russian accent, "All of us do not like her, she is no good for business, she kills, and kills, she does not care who, she just kills, we have tried killing her, it does not work so good, ive even shot her myself, and im a lucky man, im still breathing." He laughed, his breath reeked of vodka and cigars, "We suggest that you, try not say so much around her, you should probably join the family, and together we will attempt to kill this she devil." He laughed again, "Guns, not work so good, blowing up her car? Not so good either, even hit man we hire, he leave one day, next day we find his ear under windshield wiper of my car." He laughed again "She is one crazy woman, so be very careful around her."
 
"I think I can handle myself...and I ain't no cop." He said in annoyance. "I appreciate the warning though...But if she tries to kill me, then its my time to come. There is no reason to fear death, it comes to us all." He shook his head and waved off the stench of vodka and cigar breath in the air. "She must have left you alive for a reason if its that obvious you're trying to kill her...so you stick to doing what you're doing, and I'll stick to what I'm doing." With that, Nathan turned his back on the Russian and returned to Alisa's area of the club, wondering how many people she had slain already.
 
Alisa was standing on a table dancing with a few of the girls, the men werent cheering they were actually huddled off in another part of the club, her goons had assumed their security positions, she jumped off, "Hey there!" She said to the man as she leaned over and did a line of cocaine, "The club is yours, booze broads, whatever you want, you did alright today, I mean, youre no me, but, you did good." She laughed as she did a few more lines, enough to kill a man, "I never caught your name by the way." She laughed as she tossed back a few shots, at this point she should be insanely drunk, high, or dead, but nothing of the sort happened, "Excuse me for a second, im a little hungry." She grabbed one of the girls by the hair and dragged her off screaming, from the back part of the club you could hear her screams, she was screaming so loud she could curdle cheese, moments later Alisa appeared wiping her mouth, her two goons walked past her and to the part of the club she was just in, the appeared moments later, carrying the girl in a body bag.

"So anyway about your name."
 
"The club's mine...?" He was confused but wasn't going to question it. He assume she meant this was his reward for the night. He was about to answer her questions about his name, but saw her drag off a girl into the back room. "Dammit...Why do you gotta kill all the women of this place. How am I supposed to enjoy my club if it slowly loses less vaginas?" He said sarcastically when she came back. He could only assume the rumors of Alisa being a vampire were true...good thing he didn't shoot her when he did. "My name's Nathan Stone..." He didn't look her in the eyes as he said this, and finally took off his sunglasses. "What the hell is wrong with you, Alisa?"
 
Alisa laughed, "There is absolutely nothing wrong with me, im simply living as they did in ancient times, those were the days, and there was real world order, the world was ruled by fear, and strength, and the craziest motherfuckers, were always the most powerful, you see, fear is a tool, it is an excellent tool, by instilling fear upon this city, i control it, honestly at this point i dont really have to kill anyone, but i do it because its fun!" She laughed as a frightened waitress brought her another drink,"Organized chaos my friend, if you can strike fear into everyones hearts, and then on occasion show a little kindness, they will revere you, they will love you, they will worship you, many dictators did it, hell, god did it, he flooded the earth, and left one man and his family alive, and they worshiped him, he told a man to go kill his son, and just as he was about to, god came down and said, i just wanted to see how loyal you were." She laughed "Kinda fucked up aint it? The omnipotent being, telling you to go murder your kid, just to see if you would go through with it? God is like a kid with a magnifying glass over an ant hill." She took a sip of her drink, "So this is basically the same principal, i go around scare the shit out of people, kill people, rob banks, and then, go help a few people, and all is right, i am absolved of all of my sins, the girl died in orgasmic pleasure by the way."
 
"You're nothing but a cold blooded murderer." He said angrily. "Absolved of your sins? Your very existence is a sin. All this may be nothing but compliments to you, but you're going to find out that not everyone is afraid of you, Alisa." Nathan seemed very angry with her and turned to walk out, not even caring. He knew if he stayed any longer, he would have tried to kill her. Instead of staying and watching her do as she pleased, he went home. He walked all the way back to his apartment building, not even watching for if someone was following him. He entered his room and closed the door behind him, and went to the laptop in his room and began to type up his report on Alisa and all that she had done since he managed to immerse himself into her group.
 
Alisa silently followed the man, she peered at him from the rooftops as he went back to his apartment, seeing where he was staying, she quietly slipped in the window, and shut it. She crept up behind him and flopped onto his bed on her stomach putting her feet in the air, "Hi!" she said with a playful yet sinister tone, "Whatcha up to? Looking up something, perhaps a new fun thing for us to do?" She pulled out her knife, and her tone went from playful, to dark, "Or are you perhaps the mole in our organization, and reporting to the chief what happend today?" She laughed, "Go ahead tell him what a bad girl i am, make the entire police force come for me, i will laugh the whole way as i slaughter them all." She cackled and licked the blade of her knife cutting her tongue open. "Did you forget something? I can recall the whole day second by second if you like, just to make sure they get good and pissed off, oh and dont forget the two people i murdered at the club house." She stood up, "Do you need me to do this for you?"
 
His eyes widened as he heard the girl flop on the bed, but he did not move. He stopped typing and simply watched the computer screen as cold bullets sweated from his body as she spoke more and more. 'How...How did she find me...?' He thought in his head...and she kenw he was the mole. He resumed typing...knowing he was going to die. He wasn't going to die in fear. "Yes...finishing up my report now. And I remember it all quite clearly so don't worry about it, Alisa..."
 
Alisa giggled, and clapped her hands excitedly, "Oh goody!" She laughed and flopped back on the bed kicking her feet in the air like a small child, "So tomorrow is another day full of fun stuff, im thinking about paying someones family a visit, specifically the man you killed, i mean, they should probably know that you shot him, and im pretty sure they werent well off, so killing them would probably be best, i mean, i gotta have some mercy, they shouldnt have to live the rest of their lives poor, and homeless, so i guess you could say this is my mercy." She laughed and clapped her hands again, "So whaddya say, mister big bad policeman, wanna come with me?" She suddenly stared at him coldly, "Because if you dont, she slashed the air around her throat. "Well, you get the idea, bad stuff happens, youre already down the rabbit hole sweetheart, just tell your superiors that i threatened your life, and you were in fear so you followed my orders, might make for an interesting report." She giggled again.
 
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