God Save the Queen.

Dear baby Brother

Hey...so I know I've been gone for awhile. *INHALES* IM SORRY.
But, *slides plate* here is a delicious new story just for you! Enjoy!

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    The girls smirk, and disband. They've probably all said that they'd bed him at one point in time. But I have an ace up my sleeve. And a Joker, and a Queen. I actually have a deck of cards with me. Jamon gave them to me for this mission. Once I've infiltrated the enemy lines I have to turn them over to my side, or a jail cell has their name written all over it. As I'm thinking my options over in my head, Mr. Pale walks in and pulls me to the side.

    "What are you doing here, eh? Do you want these crazy men and there sick putas to kill you?" he said, whispering.

"My, my you don't seem happy to see me. Why wouldn't my Dear baby Brother want to see me?" I say. He sighs and takes of his sunglasses and his face mask. Some of the other girls stare, eyes as wide as saucers. Guess he never takes off his mask.

    I pull his tie out and yank him down to eye level. I didn't recognize him when we were in the car, but their description of him was a complete match to my brother. Always a complete coward, wanting to play the bad guy. Even when we were separated he wasn't crying. The sun just, as he said always seemed to follow his eyes.

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    He walks me to a room hidden behind the wall, which is where the girls said he would supposedly lie down with one of them for freedom. In actuality it was a plain office.
I winked at all of the girls gawking faces when he opened the door. When he closed it, I gestured at the girls outside the door. "Sound proof, so no suspicion will arise." he said, answering my unasked question.

     "So, dear brother how is it that these girls are trapped here, half naked, not knowing when they're to be let out and begging you to let them leave?" I say shuffling my card deck. Coughing he looks away, my eyes sharp as knives. "Well", he began, "The girls are actually just for show. They're paid and they wear what they think will convince the men, I don't say a word about clothes to them. The little story they told you is what they tell all new girls until I explain stuff. Then they choose whether to stay or go."

   Can't even get plain old strippers to fear him, the dummy. I love my brother and all that, but he needs to grow some guts. Only one thing too do. Slapping him, I twist around him and jump on his back while pulling the knife from the slit on my thigh and putting it to his throat.

"The hell did you slap me for?" He screams. Pushing the knife closer, I say "Scream all you want, no one can hear you. Slapping you was just a little payback." The door busts open and all eleven girls stand there.

    'Soundproof my ass' I think. I prick him with the tip of my knife and he falls. Each girl suddenly pulls a gun or dagger from somewhere on their barely clothed bodies. "Did you not see him fall, after being pricked by a knife?" I say. The redhead says "Our orders are to kill his killer." Really, I didn't want to fight today. These putas leave me no choice.

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    Five minutes later, all ten are down, with redhead on the ground, clawing her way to me. I swing open the locked door and yell at all the men in the strip club. "Hey, dummies. If you wanna live alive look in here." The music instantly stops and they all saunder over towards me. Idiots, like intimidation will work.

    With all of them at the door, they gawk at what's happened. I put my heels on redheads head, face planting her. With my brother tied up on the wall, no one moves. "Kay boys", I yell "I'm not leaving until I have at least a few willing Caballero's come with me." One man stepped forward, glancing around before saying, "Usted trabaja para Jamon, ¿no?" Raising an eyebrow, I said "¿Quieñ podrías ser?"

    He fumbled with his hands in his pockets, before saying "Eran el Rey y la Reina de Gotham..."(Translation: They were the King and Queen of Gotham) I smirked, strutting up to him and saying "Y Dios salve a caulquiera que falte el respeto a la Reina." (Translation: And God save anyone who disrespected the Queen.) Jamon told all of his goonie gang members to say this, if they knew who I was under cover.

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