Assassin's Revenge

2- Aaron Black

Mackenzie POV

Rule one: Always know your target.

Today is the day I have to meet Aaron "The Douche" Black. Of course that's not his real middle name, it's actually Micheal. The 'King' of The Black Beast gang. He is the one that ordered for the shipment to be highjacked, he is the one I will kill last. The one that I will make my b***h, well 'best friend' until I want to kill him.

"Babe, it's almost time to leave. You have ten minutes." Tommy hollered through my closed door.

"You can come in Tommy, I am already dressed." I said while pinning my hair up into a bun.

Tommy walked in and sat on the bed. He whistled clearly checking me out and I smirked. I was wearing a tight black crop top showing off some of my breasts and my stomach muscles. My grey ripped jeans were tight in all the right areas making my ass look bigger than it already was. A pair of blue and grey sneakers so that I am ready to kick anyones ass. My piercings and tattoos visible for everyone to see.

"You look amazing babe. And we still have time left if you want to... ya know." Tommy licked his lips and trailed his eyes down my body.

"If I want to do what? I can't mess up my make up."

"I don't care if it comes off. Let them see the hickeys I left on your sexy body these past few days."

"I have to wear jeans in 105 degree heat! You helped enough Tommy, I don't need any more."

I walked to my dresser and grabbed my phone off the charger. Tommy wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me onto his lap.

"Just a few kisses baby girl, that's all I want before you leave." He whispered into my ear, lightly tugging on it.

"Fine, but no hickeys Tommy or else I will kick your f*****g ass."

Tugging onto his hair while pushing him onto my bed. Kissing him gently a couple times before bitting and pulling on his bottom lip. Tommy gently grabbed my ass with one hand, pulling on my hair with the other. I moaned while trailing kisses down his neck and gently biting every other kiss. He grinded his hard area against me while I left a deep hickey on his throat. As soon as Tommy started to put his hand into my pants my alarm went off.

"Babe, make it stop. I need you right now." Tommy said while kissing my jaw.

"Nope, I have to leave to go meet Aaron." I said jumping off of the bed and turning off my alarm.

"What if I don't want you to go?"

"Then it must suck to be you because I have to go. It's for my mission and I will definitely blow it if I'm not on time." I looked in the mirror, undoing the ponytail that used to be in a bun.

I quickly ran down the stairs while fixing my hair. As soon as I got to the door I grabbed a set of keys and hopped onto my motorcycle. Speeding to get to the cafe that we talked about before I was late.

I hopped off of my bike and jogged into the cafe, getting there a solid two minutes early. Sitting at the booth in the back was none other than Aaron Black. A tall man (6 foot 2 is what his file said,) short black hair, tan skin with sleeve tattoos that went to his neck. Underneath his shirt there were probably more. But what shocked me was the fact that he was wearing black joggers with a grey muscle shirt and had no bodyguards.

I casually walked over to his table and stuck out my hand for him to shake. "Hello, I am Dark Phoenix." Aaron shook my hand and gestured for me to take a seat.

"Well Phoenix, what is your real name?" He casually took a sip of his black coffee while analyzing me.

"With all do respect sir, nobody knows my real name. It's part of my personal life and nobody is to know about that. Some people call me Dark Phoenix, others call me Dark, only two people have called me Phoenix, and only my friends call me DP."

"Well then Phoenix we are about to change that. You see I am the boss here and it is my job to know everyones real name. I will call you by your code-name around others but there has to be trust. In order for there to be trust I have to know at least one thing personal."

"Fine, your 'one thing personal' will be that I was in foster care for most of my life. What my name was during that time is not who I am anymore. That name did not belong to me then and it certainly doesn't belong now." I crossed my arms and looked Aaron right in the eyes.

"Alright the Phoenix, I can tell you aren't lying but I can tell you aren't telling the whole truth. How long were you in foster care?" He raised an eyebrow and I bit my lip.

"Long enough to know I never want anyone to be there." I mumbled.

"Sorry what was that?" I sighed and looked up at him.

"I was there for a few years. After a few... experiences I knew I couldn't stay there anymore so I stayed on the streets. It taught me to be the fighter I am today." I shrugged and raised my hand for the waitress to come over.

"Give me a French vanilla and caramel cappuccino with whipped cream and a glazed donut."

I looked over at the waitress to see her staring at Aaron.

"Hey! I don't give a f**k if you think he is the hottest person you have ever seen but I am right here! Now look at me and take my f*****g order or I will get your ass fired from here and make sure you end up on the goddamn streets." She looked at me in horror and Aaron smirked at me, clearly enjoying this.

"W-what would y-you like?" The waitress said embarrassed.

"If you would've listened the first time you would've known. I said I wanted a French vanilla and caramel cappuccino with whipped cream and a glazed donut. While you're at it give me a shot of vodka. Tell your boss DP asked for it." I said angrily and watched her run away.

"Well I see you have a temper. Guess that explains the Dark in Dark Phoenix."

"Actually the Dark in my name explains my opponents because they leave beaten to death." I said smirking and looking into his eyes.

"Well I want to test that theory. You made a name for yourself at The Dark World, how would you like to try fighting for me?"

"All depends Mr. Black. What would I have to do and how much would I be making?"

"Well how much do you make a night when you fight?"

"20 grand the other night. It all depends on how many people know who I am before we place bets."

"How often do you show up for fights? None of my fighters get 20 grand a day."

"Every three days or so. To be fair I don't really care how much I get as long as it's a decent pay and around average for your fighters. I don't want people to think I am your favorite, I just want them to know I am the best."

"Well-"

"Here is what you ordered. Boss said he was going to give you the entire bottle. He will bring it out in a second."

"Okay. You can go down, we are in the middle of something." I glared at her and she bowed before walking away.

"As I was saying before we were interrupted. You will have to prove yourself before I give you a number. In order to do that you will have to fight my top five fighters."

"What are my conditions? Considering I am new to your 'organization' you won't trust me enough to let me live outside of your fighting area. You would worry about being tracked down by other gangs that I could possibly be affiliated with, considering my skills and your enemies." I grabbed my donut and took half of it into my mouth.

"You are pretty good at knowing your way around this sort of business. You are right though, there are three conditions until I trust you. One, you have to sleep in the same house as me so I know you aren't sneaking out of the gang. Two, training is to be done with all fighters, eventually you will train with me. Three, there will be a competition that I already told you about. You want to prove you are the best so you will go up against the top five. Other recruits usually fight from the bottom and work their way up."

"Okay, I can manage with those three conditions. But knowing your gang there is something else I have to do once I prove myself to you. I mean you can't be in the top five gangs in the world and not have something hard." I put the rest of the donut in my mouth and waited for his answer.

".... Well most people don't pass the trust part of initiation, but if you do pass there is one rule you can't break."

"Which is what exactly??" I drank all of my cappuccino in one gulp and looked at him.

"You aren't allowed to love anyone. You can't have a boyfriend or girlfriend. You can sleep with anyone you want but you have to be on birth control. Nobody in the gang is allowed to settle down or have a family outside of brothers, sisters, mothers and fathers."

I nodded before turning away. "Jimmy I am ready!"

The owner quickly came out to me and gave me an entire bottle of vodka. "Thank you Jimmy." I said giving him a fifty dollar bill and waving him off.

"That's not a bad condition. I thought it would be something harsh." I took the cap off the bottle and took a few sips from it.

"What did you think I would say?"

"To be honest I thought it would be something ruthless like kill someone's family. Possibly take people hostage and ask for random then kill them once we got it." I took another sip and looked at Aaron.

"I would never do that. I'm sorry if I made it seem like that's what we do."

"I only thought you did because your gang was on the news a while ago about killing a family or something like that."

"That was the Lee family. I will admit we killed them but it was an accident. Our intel gave us the wrong names or something. There was supposed to be someone else there but apparently there was a last minute switch that I wasn't informed of."

I looked away from him and took a few big gulps of the vodka before looking back at him.

"You are in the top five. How can a gang like yours get such an important detail wrong?" I asked calmly, not letting my anger show.

"I am not sure. Our mole got it wrong so we killed him after we realized the mistake. It shouldn't have happened and I deeply regret it for reasons nobody could possibly understand. Maybe you will understand but I can't tell you until I know I can trust you."

I sighed, putting my left hand on the top of my black hair. I took another drink from my bottle and handed it to Aaron. "Have some, this probably isn't the best topic on either of us."

"Okay, but if you are trying to get me drunk it won't work." He took a big gulp from it and looked at me again.

"Mr. Black, if I wanted you drunk I would've given you the entire bottle. And I actually want in your gang so why would I risk making a bad impression." I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him.

"Call me Aaron when we are alone and Boss when we are around others. I will call you DP when we are alone and Dark when we are around others." He took another sip and passed me the bottle.

"Are you going to be my designated drinking buddy Aaron?" I smirked taking the bottle.

"I can be if you want me to be. But I am hard to get drunk."

"That makes two of us. I guess we will have to see who can last the longest while I stay at your place."

"We will see what happens DP. I can promise you that you will have a fun time. Just don't let the guys know that I am friendly, they see my other side."

"Well then Aaron, seems like you will be the one to fail your own rule." I smirked leaning onto the table.

"Well DP, I think you forgot one of the other rules. We can f**k any time we want as long as we don't label it." I laughed a little and winked.

"That's only if I don't like any of the fighters you have. I could probably have the roughest s*x in history and fall in love with that." He sighed before sitting back into the booth.

"You are going to make it hard to get into bed with you aren't you DP?"

"More than you will ever know Aaron. So when can I start kicking the top five's asses?"

Aaron laughed before nodding. "We can start in twenty minutes. It's a ten minute drive from here. You follow me and I can get you some clothes."

I nodded before we both stood up and left the cafe.

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Aaron POV

"Hello everyone, this is your boss. There will be a competition taking place in five minutes. I would like everyone to come and watch it. The top five fighters will be battling the new recruit. This is the first time a competition like this has taken so please show up and make it a good show. At the end I will let anyone challenge the victor so do not miss your opportunity."

I made the announcement over the intercom system. Most of the gang should be training but just in case some were elsewhere I made the announcement. She said she wanted to prove she's the best so why not show everyone?

"Okay I am ready." DP came walking towards me from the bathroom.

I have to admit she is the sexiest person I've ever seen. Her tan skin, toned stomach, jaw line, perfect plump pink lips. She has a wolf tattoo on her torso, a skull with a red rose on her right arm. On her shoulder there is a humming bird with its nose touching the flower attached to the skull. Her other arm has what looks like an assassin holding a katana. Her color bone has what looks like a chain but I am not sure on that one.

"You done checking me out Aaron?" She crossed her arms which made the black sports bra pop her breasts out more.

"Depends if you're willing to take off that bra so I can see the rest of that tattoo."

"Nope. I'd rather kick ass. Besides, that would mean I like you and want you to f**k me. Which by the way, isn't going to happen."

DP turned around and started walking away. I noticed her back only has one tattoo and a s**t ton of scars. Hell, even her legs have scars. I wonder what happened.

"Hurry up Aaron, the five minutes you gave to everyone is almost up." DP hollard as she turned around to look at me. "In case you forgot, I have ass to kick."

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"Alright everyone settle down! Today we will find out how well our newest member can fight. Some of you might know her as Dark Phoenix, the best fighter in The Dark World.She will compete against the top five, and at the end the winner can be challenged by anyone including me."

Everyone in the room whistled and cheered for the fighters as they entered the ring. The fifth best fighter, Alice will go first. Then it will be followed by Leah, Jerry, Steve, and Cameron.

"Alice step up, Dark step up." Alice stood up and bowed to the crowd. DP however, stretched her arms above her head and popped her shoulder blades before taking stance. "Fight!"

I watched closely as DP sized up Alice while Alice was checking out DP. DP surprisingly made the first move by punching Alice in the ribs. Alice grabbed onto her head and used her elbow to hit her in her face, luckily she moved fast enough and she only hit her neck. Phoenix quickly put her arm around Alices neck and managed to get her into a headlock. Within five seconds Alice tapped out after being hit in the face with DP's knee.

"Alright Alice, you are now number six. Go to the infirmary and get your nose put back in place."

The other three fights went by fast, DP knocking them out within two hits and barely getting a scratch on anything except her face. She has a busted lip and probably a broken nose, definitely a black eye but still enjoying herself. The smile on her face is amazing even though there is blood all over her teeth.

"Alright now Cameron, you are up. Dark Phoenix, make this one last longer please." I said winking at her and I swear her smile got bigger.

Cameron flung off his shirt and cracked his knuckles while DP analyzed his every move. He slowly stepped closer to her, always keeping his right leg in the front. I may not be the best fighter but even I knew that meant his left side was his weakness. Probably suffering an injury from training.

Cameron quickly did a roundhouse kick aiming at her ribs but DP caught his leg and threw him onto the floor. Circling him like prey until he stood up again. He waited for her to make the move this time. She waited about ten seconds before left hooking his jaw. Cameron stumbled backwards before he regained his composure.

He ran to her jumping before bringing his leg down harshly onto her right ankle. I am pretty sure everyone here heard it snap and I am surprised she didn't even flinch. Instead she looked at me and winked before doing a backflip, wrapping her legs around Camerons neck making him hit his face on the mat. Cameron was about to get up when DP sat on his stomach and punched his face until he passed out.

"Alright guys. The best fighter here is now Dark Phoenix. If any of you would like to challenge her now is the time."

You could probably hear a pin drop that's how quiet everyone was. Not a single person wanted to get their ass beat and I have to admit, I agree. I know for a fact she could kick my ass and honestly that is a major turn on for me. And the fact that all of my 'fighters' didn't challenge her meant a lot to me. They could be scared for all I care but they didn't challenge her and that's all I care about.

"Alright then, will someone call the doctor and have him look at Cameron? He might have a concussion or broken jaw. Dark, follow me and I will show you where your room is."

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Mackenzie POV

"That was fun! When do I get to train with you?" I smiled at him as we were walking up the stairs.

"Haha, I don't think I want to train with you anymore. You will beat my ass DP."

"What if I give you a few tips? You are a gang leader yet you aren't in the top five. That has to change Aaron. You are the leader, the biggest target out of everyone here you have to be one of the best." I stopped him at the top of the stairs making him look at me.

"Why are you not in the top five?"

"It's a long story." He rubbed his neck and looked away.

"You better tell me. I will get a shower and then go to your room. I am not giving you an option Aaron, I will kick your ass if you don't get in the top five." I raised an eyebrow, waiting him to say I'm out of line.

"Alright I will tell you but you better not say anything to anyone. I will wait for you in your room so nobody can find me though."

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After a long shower I entered my room to find Aaron laying down on my bed.

"You ready to tell me why you aren't that strong for a leader?" I asked leaning up against the door frame.

"I have a rare blood type. If I get into a serious fight I could die so I have always had body guards near me. My father had me home schooled and never let anyone be around me. We went out one night and at the time I didn't know he was a gang leader. Apparently a rival gang came into our side and he only had two guards with us. He ordered them to take me away so I wouldn't get hurt and he never made it back home.

A few weeks after the attack the gang transferred to me and I had no training on how to run it. I took people from different gangs in and had them run it while I was trained on how to work everything. Only my fathers best friend knew about my condition and he died a few years ago.

Everyone thinks I'm ruthless but the only thing I know how to do is run a gang and hack into security systems."

Aaron looks so sad talking about his father and it honestly breaks my heart.

"Let me help you. I may be one of the best fighters in North America, maybe even the World but I know how to be gentle. I could give you pointers and make sure you wear padding. I could even help you hack different security systems and maybe even computer cameras." I smiled weakly at him to show my sympathy.

"I don't want you to help me because you feel sorry for me DP."

"Well you're in luck then. I don't feel sorry for you, I can only relate to you. Look you shared something personal with me so I will do the same." I took a deep breath and sat on my bed.

"My real parents, before foster care and everything, were the most horrible people you could meet. I had a baby brother and sister, they were the only good things in my life back then. I went to school and had to run home to beat my parents there because they didn't want me to get an education. They would send me out to pick up my brother and sister from daycare. I had to feed them and change their diapers because they would always forget about them. I can't complain about that though, if they remembered them then they would probably beat them too.

One night I accidentally fell asleep while I was doing homework and they found out I was going to school. I was already used to the beatings so they made me watch them beat my sister. She died at two because I went to f*****g school." I let my tears fall and silently sobbed.

"Hey it's okay DP. Let it all out." He gently pulled me onto the bed and wrapped an arm around me.

"No, let me finish please." I took a deep breath, calming myself down.

"I ran away with my brother the next day when my parents went to work. After a while foster care found us and made us go to a new family. They weren't much better aside from not killing one of us. So after a few awful foster homes we ran away again. I became a street fighter so I could get food for my brother. Eventually I made enough to get an apartment and put him through private school.

A few years later my brother came to The Underground to watch one of my fights. Some guy saw me with my brother and offered to take us in. At first I declined because I thought he was just some creep, plus I already had an apartment. But he continued to come to my fights and my brother started to like him so I agreed to move in with him.

I was ten and my brother was six when him and his wife decided to adopt us. I finally had a family and they taught me new fighting tactics, how to use a variety of weapons, tell when drugs were near, and how to be a hacker. On my birthday something bad happened, all three of them died at a terrible shooting on their way to my birthday dinner. Every now and then I still read the text my brother sent me the day he died. Telling me how much they love me and how they can't wait to see me." I barely finished my sentence before I broke down, sobbing uncontrollably.

"The person that killed your family will pay DP. I promise..." He pulled me onto his lap and let me cry into his chest.

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Aaron POV

I hate to see her cry, especially knowing she's crying for the same reason I am. We both lost our family, although we suffered in different ways. We still broke and became stronger because of the death of our parents.

"Hey Aaron, who killed your parents?" I stiffened a little but decided to tell her anyway.

"Falcon and Lenny Cooper, former leaders of Assassin's League Gang." I felt her tense at the name of the gang. Maybe she fears them.

"Were they the ones that were supposed to be the targets instead of the Lee family?"

"No, their son Thomas was supposed to be there and we were going to use him as bait to get his dads."

"Can I trust you Aaron?" She looked into my eyes and pressed her hand onto my chest.

"Yes, as long as I can trust you."

"I haven't told you the entire truth about me."