This Jerk Is Dead!

This Jerk Is Dead!

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Warnings/Head up: Renato Sinclair is Reborn, threatening, mention of gore, death threats

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Today's Special

"Try to manage your anger since people can't manage their stupidly"

~ Unknown

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{Third P.O.V.}

"Wow, I know I tend to have that kind of effect on girls. But by how she was acting just a few moments ago, I would have expected her to be a little bit stronger to my charms." A voice spoke, arrogance dripping from it.

That was not the first thing Musa wanted to hear when she woke up.

Followed by her brothers killing intent, dropping the temperature in the room by a solid 10 degrees.

"Fon. It's fine. Don't start a fight." Musa says, groaning, trying to set up. Going by the softness of the material under her, she had assumed that they had moved her to either a couch, or a bed.

"What happened to her?" Verde asked, an unsettling look in his eye.

"Yeah. Well we don't have to tell you anything." Musa growled. No way was she gonna tell the scientist that she got glimpses of one of her ancestors, from what she could tell from the short time she had known him, and the crazy look in his eyes, he would want to find out exactly what was causing this unusual phenomenon. Even if he had to rip her piece by piece to do it. Which he probably would have no qualms about.

"Come now. We're gonna be friends aren't we? We're also gonna be working together. So we should know about any medical history you may have that could endanger a mission." Musa barley held back a growel. Oh hell no! She, and this, this sky, were so NOT, gonna get along.

"Yeah. I'll pass." Musa snapped.

Within the first five minutes of them meeting each other, she had tried to flair her flames, and now, just by looking at her face, it was obvious that it was difficult to resist trying to flair them again. Which showed everyone in the room that she probably used that as a solution frequently for whenever her subordinates got out of line.

"Oh come on. How bad can it be? And plus. We'll need to know how useless you'll be when you pass out from good looks." Renato smirked.

'That's it!' Though Musa springing to her feet. 'Screw what I told Fon. This jerk is dead!'

Reaching for a needle, she growled, "Let's see how useless you'll be once I'm done with you."

"That's enough!" A firm voice shouted. Everyone turned to face Lal Mirch. Who had been quite up till now. "I don't care what happened. Or who said what. The bottom line is that we don't have to be friends, we just need to be professionals and work together. So can you grow up, maggots? This isn't kindergarten." She asked, glaring at Musa and Reborn. We were in the middle of the room, weapons drawn.

The two nodded, shocked.

"Good." The women smirked. She turned her gaze to meet Musa's, who was still staring at her, though she had regained her composure. "Listen. I get it if you don't want to share details. Whether it's some trauma or what. But we will need to know what triggers it, and how long it will last, and how to wake you up, and any signs we can look for to identify it. Just simply answer these three questions, and I promise you that we won't push for anymore information." She said, a little bit more softly. Being an instructor of COMSUBIN, she knew that there could be various reasons that people could faint, most of them either from fright, phobia, or PTSD. And asking about it could only make it worse.

Musa sighed. "Fine. It's triggered by almost anything. Big or small. It can range anywhere from seconds to half an hour. My shortest was 30 seconds, and my longest was half an hour and 13 seconds. I can't stop it. Nor can you wake me up once I'm in that state. But I can delay it using an adrenaline shot. But once it runs out, I'll pass out right after it. I don't usually like using it, so I can remember what triggered it. The symptom to look out for is my eyes dilating."

Everyone nodded. What followed after that was what could only be a tense silence. Which Luce decided to break, all too cheerfully. "Why don't you all go up stairs and settle in. This assignment will be a long one. So feel free to personalize your rooms to feel more at home. You're free to leave after tomorrow as well, so long as you come back in time for the mission, and the briefings, which will be at 8 O'clock every friday. There are 15 bedrooms up stairs, feel free to choose any you like."

"Fon. Head up stairs. You can choose my room for me. I'd like to have a word with our O so gracious host." Musa said, without even looking at brother. Her eyes only glaring daggers at Luce.

Taking the hind, everybody but Skull, Reborn and Collonello went upstairs.

Musa turned her head to look at the three men. Raising an eyebrow she asked, "I'm sorry. Did the three of you need a personal invitation?"

"Hey. You only told your brother to go upstairs. And there's no way I'm missing a cat fight." Reborn answers for all three of them.

"Point" Musa acknowledges. But she then tilts her head side, sending the boys a blood chilling smile, "Though you were wrong about the second half. It won't be a cat fight. This would be a fox crushing a kitten."

With that she turns her head back to face Luce. Taking a step closer, to test her reaction and the severity of the death threat necessary. To her credit, Luce doesn't take a step back, but she does flinch. 'I guess the little sky princess must be used to her precious elements always protecting her.'

"Now you listen here, and you listen well. Take off that ridicules marshmallow hat if you need to. Putting us into life threading situations is fine, it's what we get paid for. But if you so much as even think of trying to pull a stunt like that again. You are nothing but a walking corpse. Nothing, no guardians, and no alliances in the word would be able to save you from me. Understood?"

When Luce didn't nod or respond, it pissed Misa off even more than before.

"Understood." Musa asked harshly.

Suddenly a voice in the back of Musa's head echoed, like a memory, "You can still speak can't you! I haven't slit your throat yet." So Musa said it.

"You can still speak, can't you! I haven't slit your throat yet." Musa snapped even harsher than before.

"Yes! I understand!" Luce says in a rushed high pitched voice. Normally the Don wouldn't be scared of such a threat, but the look in the other woman's eyes clearly told her that she was serious. That she would truly go to the end of the earth for her brother if needed.

"Good." Musa acknowledged, she then spun on her heels and walked up the stairs. As if she hadn't just threatened the boss of one of the strongest mafia families.

As she walked up the stairs, Renato understood what she meant by Fox. From the way she walked, to the way she talked. Musa was a true predator.

A smirk formed on Renato's face, 'With her around. There's no way this will be boring.'

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I used a line from an anime up there. Can anyone guess it?

I already have the prologue for book 2 "Always" planned out. But I can't decide if I should post it now, or after I finish this book. "Always" will basically continue their story in the KHR anime, and then the manga. So I won't start writing until I finish this. But I'm just not sure about the prologue. So what do you guys think? Should I post it now, or when I'm finished with this.