~Guns & Roses~ Hitman Jones! X reader

I hate you.

~previously in Guns & Roses~
He kicked us to the floor and I landed with a grunt. Who the hell are these people? I thought Jones had a target to kill? They don't seem all that helpless to me. I looked up to see a man with a long beige trench coat. The room was dimly lit, but I made out a long purple scarf, and wide purple eyes....I looked over to Jones, to see him smirking up at the man. "Mr. Braginsky....long time no see."
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"Not long enough Alfred Jones" Mr. Braginsky said with a menacing smile. He emerged from the shadows. From getting a full view of his face I remembered who he was. This was bad - really bad. "What exactly where you doing Mr. Jones, sneaking into my room da?" He stalked closer. "And who's this? Some accomplice? It's not like you to have a partner..."he leaned down in front of me piercing into my E/C orbs. It sent shivers down my spine. Why am I so afraid of this man? "She's not working with me. She was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Let her go" Jones said with narrowed eyes. My own widened as I looked at him. Did he just.....cover for me? Why the hell would he do that? We literally were just about to fight to the death! "Wrong place at the wrong time? Do you take me for a fool Mr. Jones? No matter. I'll will have you both shipped overseas by tomorrow..." He said leaning back and grinning. I snapped out my state of fear, and glared at him. "Listen up. I am Katelyn/Kate, top spy of S.H.E.L.D.O.N. I was sent here for your rescue, from Hitman Jones' attempts at assassinating you - although I can clearly tell that was a mistake. I know exactly who you are, and S.H.E.L.D.O.N. Has been in search of your capture for a long time now. You are the leader of the Russia mafia/Bratva, Ivan Braginsky. You've committed countless crimes and will be brought to justice along with Hitman Jones. So try your best at running, but you can never hide" I said menacingly but proudly at the same time. This man has played major parts in some of the largest mafia massacres, and has cause much trouble for the police. That's why they have S.H.E.L.D.O.N. To do the things that the police, or even the government can't handle. Hell, even the swat team. Super spy's, and only the elite of the elite in many different areas that could aid us. Ivan glared at me whispering a phrase that was nearly impossible to decipher. He then left the room with his...butler?. I wasn't sure what the role of the blonde man with glasses was, but he clearly worked for him. I felt a nudge in my side. I turned towards Jones seeing him both suprised, and frustrated. "Do you know what you have just done!?" He whisper yelled. "What I've just done! I did my job Jones. Your the idiot that got us kidnapped by THE RUSSIAN MAFIA!" I whisper yelled back. He sat up with a pissed off face, which resembled my own. "Oh really? Listen sweetheart, YOUR the one who got us kidnapped! If you didn't get in my way, then he'd be dead by now, and I'd be on my merry way!" "Oh please! If YOU just surrendered, then we'd BOTH be on our way with him, back to headquarters, and I would've killed 2 birds with one stone!" "Jesus Christ I can't believe I thought you were cute...never again" I scoffed and rolled my eyes. "As if I would care. I can't believe I thought you were a cunning villain that was worthy of my time, not some idiot!" I shouted louder. He was pissing. Me. Off. We started escalating in tone and volume, bickering back and fourth. We heard a fist slam on the wall, silencing us immediately. We slowly looked towards Ivan only to feel an ominous aura around him and a crowbars in hand. My eyes widened and I heard Jones whisper "shit" I inched back from him as he stalked closer smiling darkly. "Don't worry everyone! You'll have plenty of time to talk about your stupid childish problems on you one way trip to Italy" I gasped. He as going to sell us!? To who? And why so suddenly?....could it be that he knew about Jones arriving all along...he planned to capture Jones anyway, and I just got myself in the mix. Great. I was slapped out out my thoughts. Literally. I saw Ivan raise his crowbar, and everything went black.

Time skip~

I awoke to find myself tied to a pole by the hands with rope. Looking around I could tell we were on a ship. Shit. I guess we were too late. My head was pounding and I groaned. What happened again? Oh right....Ivan...the crowbar.....Italy....idiot Jones.....wait - Jones! I looked around tugging on my ropes to hear the said man's voice from behind me. "Don't worry sweetheart I'm right here." He said disdainfully. I sighed frustrated. "So I'm guessing your name isn't really Katelyn is it? I mean your a spy so it would only make sense to have an alias" he stated. "No, my name isn't really Katelyn. Although my name isn't really any of your concern. You will refer to me as Katelyn until we arrive at headquarters, Mr. Jones." I said firmly. I need to keep my head in the game. I haven't failed my mission yet, and I don't plan too. "Oh please, could you stop with the formalities? It's Alfred" he said annoyed. I didn't really know how to react. He wants me, his enemy, to call him Alfred? His first name, as if we were old pals? I don't get this guy at all..."fine. Alfred.....what happened exactly?" I questioned. "Well, to tell it short, we pissed the guy off, he bashed us in the head with a crowbar, and it was lights out. Looks like you 'failed your oh so important mission' huh?" he said mocking me. I would've said something back, but didn't have the energy to do so. A part of me was disappointed in myself. Why did I have to spend time arguing with him, instead of thinking of a plan for escape. Feli....Jacob......Arthur. I started to imagine what might be going on at home. I missed the bickering between Feli and Ludwig, the bright smile that Jacob had that could light up a room. The small talks over tea that I'd share with Arthur. The bond. 'I....I can't let them down. I can't let them down. I-I just can't!' I said to myself over and over. "Hey!" I heard Alfred yell from beside me. I snapped out of my thoughts and looked towards him with questioning E/C orbs. He frowned. "I was saying...I *ehem*...I was saying sorry for back there alright! Getting into and argument screwed us both up no matter which side were one. I was outta line." My eyes widened. Why was he...apologizing, a criminal. A murderer, apologizing for being out of line! I slowly started to feel the corners of my lips curl. I felt it bubbling in my chest and stomach. I firmed my lips together as hard as I could to stop it. But....i burst out laughing anyway. "Y-you*laughter* a villain a-a-are apo-apo- AHAHA!" He had an annoyed and slightly flustered look on his face. But I noticed a small blush as well. Cute. "Hey shut the hell up alright! You were just as much of an asshole as me back there so you should too 'hero'." He glared. As I was catching my breathe and emitting small giggles, I nodded. "Yes, of course. I'm sorry Alfred. I just can't help but find it ironic that your apologizing for something so small, when you just wanted to kill a man." I said still smiling. He looked at me before chuckling as well. "Alright fine whatever! Maybe it's ironic, but I'm a ladies man! You can't talk to a woman like that, so I'm sorry" he said with a sly smirk. I rolled my eyes, before remembering something. I shuffled to look at him, though my ropes held me back. I seemed to find myself in ropes quite often since I've been here. "Alfred" I said with a questioning tone. He looked over to me. "Yeah" "last night...when we were captured... why did you defend me when Ivan was pestering me." He looked at me with and unreadable expression, before turning back around and saying "I told you. A man can't treat a lady like that." And that was it. "Well....for whatever the reason....thank you. Your...much more respectable than I thought" I said also turning back around leaning on the pole. As we were back to back, we seemed to also face eachother. I couldn't see him, face to face, but I learned something about him that I never knew before. Alfred, is sweet. He's a decent man. Don't get me wrong, this is not attraction that I have to him, but....I can't understand why he became a killer. What kind of killer has morals. I found myself dwelling more and more on the strange psychopath behind me, before drifting off into a dreamless sleep. Although I faintly remember hearing Alfred's voice before I actually fell asleep. "You know sweetheart.....you really should smile more" ~~
Hey everybody! I'm sorry if this chapter was a little short, I couldn't really tell, but I hope you enjoyed it anyway! Thank you for those reading, and voting on my story recently, it really make me feel good, and want to keep writing! I will update soon so stay tuned for your arrival in Italy with the criminal of your dreams~ thank you!ヾ(@^▽^@)ノ