She was the one that never had to say a word, a glance from her would make any one question if they would live to see tomorrow.
He was known for his deadly sins, his bloody hands that never seemed to get clean.
When one meets the other, galaxies c...
ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ 18 ˡᵒᶜᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ: ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵈᵃʳᵏ ᶜˡᵘᵇ ᵃᵗʰᵉⁿᵃ ʷʰⁱᵗᵉ... . . . 'So what? I go in and pretend to be a dancer. Get the girl to pick me. Which have you seen me? Who wouldn't pick me.' Athena runs a hand over her clothes, trying to prove her point. She was arrogant. That could get her killed. But what's the fun in playing it safe.
Ford's hands move rapidly as he angrily replies, 'What happens when something goes wrong? Or you attract the wrong audience. You're going to be looking like a fucking stripper.'
Athena did regret teaching the boys curse words.
"Can one of you translate that mess?" Matteo speaks from somewhere in the room. None of the team replied to him, they were all too focused on the other two hand movements.
Athena sends a middle finger his way before going back to Ford.
"Great, thanks so much." Matteo sighs.
'Who cares if I go in as a stripper? Or if I attract the wrong audience. Do you know who I am?'
'Athena this is serious."
'I know, that's why I'm asking. I've ripped out a man's throat with a knife and my own bare hands. I've shoved nails down someone's throat just to cut them out his stomach.'
Daniel makes a slight whine beside them. He was never one to hear about all the things Athena had down before she joined the family. She was different now. Not that she wouldn't enjoy doing those things again.
But that was a side of her she hated.
"Athena" General grunted so she would turn to him. 'That is why we don't want you to go. They might have read your folder. But they don't know everything.' General signed in order for the other men in the room to not understand.
Of course, the Italians read her file. Who wouldn't?
'They only know the surface of what you can do, and what you have done. We don't need them using you as a weapon for their cause.'
'Isn't that why I'm here? To do the dirty work? I'm ready, just let me out there. I'll make them pay.' The sick smirk slowly made its way to her lips.
She did enjoy the kill. She enjoyed killing the dangerous, the ones that didn't deserve to live. She never harmed an innocent.
And that's what the team was worried about. What if they used her to kill off the names of other groups. Making her the target for their revenge.
'I know you could do, I have seen it. I also can never get the image of you shoving nails down a man's throat.' That was a horrible thing to see, the nails would tear up the victim's throat, and if they didn't die from that. When they did finally get the metal into their guts, the sharp nails would break open their stomachs. And let's just say it's not pretty if they make it past that and have to have the nail exit their bodies.
'That was the good old days.' She seemed to sigh, and Ford was convicted she was mental. Well, more mental than they already knew her to be.
Ford glanced at Daniel as he made a choking sound. Oh right, Danny boy never got to see the nail incident.
"You put what? Where?" Danny gasped, the Rossi brothers looking over at the group when noise was finally muttered from the group. Team 666 glared at Danny for making a noise.
'That's not even half of it, Danny Boy.' Athena gave him her signature smirk, causing Daniel to sightly pale.
He knew that no harm would come to him. And he didn't want to know the half of it as she was speaking about. The only thing making him not question if she was planning his murder was the nickname. When she was in a good mood she used nicknames.
Or noise, it seemed every member had a noise that was just for them. To notify them she was trying to talk to them.
'Ill be fine. Tell them I say yes.'
"No you're fucking crazy!" Ford shouted, once again drawing attention to the six of them.
Athena rolled her eyes, but before she could respond, Timothy came over.
"Have you been ducking drinking again?" He seethes, and that's a lit coming from Timothy. He was the one not to raise his voice.
"Oh yeah, she drinks like a fish. Which I'm going to need you to pay for all the liquor she has wasted."
For one, wasted was a strong word. Wasted, would mean that she didn't drink the liquor. She didn't waste a single drop of it.
How could someone, ever, waste such precious liquor. She probably had drink over $3000 sworth of liquor in the past 2 days?
But Hey, it was better than killing people. That must be a good thing.
The boys turned to her and glared. Well they all glared besides General. He just seemed to have this look of disappointment on his face. And that was what hurt Athena the most.
She glared at Matteo.
Thanks bitch. I'm going to shove a nail up your fucking asshole.
