Taken Care Of (Gangs/Assassination: Kye, for hire)

[Gorim]

Kye rarely sought out work. Work normally sought her out. She was reasonably well-known as an assassin; had done jobs throughout all the Districts. As a Wanderer, she was open for hiring in every District. You only had to find a way to contact her.

Recently, however, business was scarce. Last job she'd had, she had failed to get out of the building in time, and was very nearly captured by the law. Inconvenient, because now everyone seemed to think she wasn't a good assassin. Idiotic, how one's glowing reputation is ruined by a very small mistake that was corrected anyway.

The fact that she was in the District had spread through the underworld. Gangs most likely knew she was here. The Untouchables and the Prestige were the most important, but there was always Fringe. Normally, she would count in the Uprising as well, but her cousin, Ran Fan, was now their professional assassin. It made Kye feel both annoyed and a bit proud.

She sat in an abandoned warehouse, awaiting a possible client. If it was worth it, she'd probably take the job. She hoped that there would be no bloodshed, however, after hearing out Mr. Miller and his little run-in with Jason Black, she'd come prepared. She has several small throwing daggers, made of hard plastic so as not to set off metal detectors, hidden throughout her person, easily reachable. In addition, the diamond star necklace about her neck was a throwing star. She was dressed to impress, but also to fight. The Chinese style dress, a red body-hugging cheongsam, was slit up to her thigh in case she needed to use her legs. While running in heels would be tough for most, for her, it would be a cake walk; a childhood in a circus would do that for you. The steel needles holding her bun into place were actually razor sharp stilettos.

She felt confidant that she was ready for anything. Now all there was to do was wait.

[Cinna the Penguin]

Alex Gould needed a leg up in this war.

He needed someone important dead.

And when you needed that, you hired an assassin. Preferably someone who is very good at what they do, as he knew from experience it would not be easy to get rid of Fringe. But as for who he was going to be meeting with today, he was in the dark.

He had heard there was an assassin around, looking for business. With a bit more snooping, he found they would be meeting potential clients in an old warehouse. But amazingly, Donovan could find nothing as to who this person was. And the last time that had happened, their Head of Military Operations had nearly died.

Miller. Jason Black had gone to hire him, and the meeting had been...eventful. Eventually the assassin had agreed to work for them, but as Amory was alive, something had gone wrong. And when something goes wrong for an assassin, they vanish for a bit, and then resurface, looking for work.

That was why Alex half expected this meeting to be with their old pal. So he had prepared a few ways to defend himself if it came to that, and to see if this person was worthy of working for them.

Soon he had reached the warehouse, where the main door was closed. He went around to the side, where he climbed a ladder that lead to the roof, but stopped about halfway up to peer into a window.

What he saw shocked him.

It was a girl with one arm. And she was dressed to impressed to boot.

What kind of assassin is this? he thought to himself. Well, now she'll really have to prove herself.

He slowly climbed through the window, and softly landed on a crate below.

[Gorim]

Kye stood with her arms crossed. She smiled slightly as she heard someone try to come through the window quietly. She turned, smiling.

"You know, coming through the front door would have been sufficient." She said mildly.

The man standing before her was tall and very muscular, with a dark mohawk. He was surprisingly quiet for his bulk. She smiled.

"Do you have a proposition?"

[Cinna the Penguin]

Alex smiled as the woman turned, obviously hearing him. "Oh, but I prefer a much more stylish entrance," he said in response to the front door comment. He began to slowly approached the woman as she asked if he had a proposition. He had one in mind, but he needed to see that she was Untouchable material first.

"Well, let's see...a little one armed woman wearing a diamond necklace and a Chinese dress. Not exact a person someone like Amory would fear," he said.

[Gorim]

"That's your problem." She said coolly. "If you don't have a proposition, then leave. I have no time for games." She smirked. "Mr Black made a foolish mistake. Do not make the same mistake with me. It won't end well."

[Cinna the Penguin]

Alex smiled. "Very good...You take your work seriously, and have a cool head. But you overestimate your power. I am Alex Gould. You don't tell me what will and won't end well for me. But anyways, down to business. I want several people dead, but we are lacking in funds. Top targets as of now: Amory and those Lawson sisters. How much would that group cost?"

[Gorim]

"And you overestimate your power, Gould." Kye said coolly. "You don't threaten me, and nobody bleeds by your targets. You seem to underestimate me, and I'm not too thrilled about that." She raised an eyebrow.

"Amory and the Lawson Sisters? That's interesting. I don't recall your last hit on Amory going well." The corner of her mouth twitched. She considered the cost. "500,000. And that's mostly just Amory. You underestimate the power that that man has behind him."

[Cinna the Penguin]

Alex frowned. "I'm afraid we don't have that kind of money. But maybe...we've handled the Prestige for some time now, it's Fringe I'm worried about. What would you charge for Juliet Lawson and Mr. Nero. If we remove the head, the body will die. Of course, Anna could be a capable leader...throw her in as well. Meggie...she's half insane, Fringe would not work if she was a leader..."

[Gorim]

Kye raised an eyebrow. "'Throw her in'? You're not shopping for eggs, Mr Gould. I would appriciate it if you took MY job more seriously. It's dangerous, and I don't need you acting as though it's easy." She smirked. "I think you underestimate Meggie. Besides... Wasn't she the one who beat up your brother." She smiled at the memory. "Besides... I think you're forgetting someone..."

[Cinna the Penguin]

"She was only able to beat him up because Juliet shot me. That's why I want her dead the most, and Nero scares me as well. Based on what we know about him...he's a smart one. A capable leader. And of course, I have forgot someone...that Peter. He used to work for us, he knows too much. I would say throw him in, but you do not like that term. So I shall say...kill him too? I'm not too familiar with this process, normally Black handles this. But after the Miller business..."

[Gorim]

"After he screwed everything up? Yeah, if he was here, believe me, we wouldn't be having this conversation." Kye thought about it.

"So... You want me to kill Anna Lawson, Juliet Lawson, Peter Queens, and Max Nero... $250,000."

[Cinna the Penguin]

Alex considered the offer. It was toward the top of the money he wanted to spend on this, but it would pretty much destroy Fringe. Finally he decided that it was worth it.

"Okay, I accept. How do you handle the payment? Half now and half later, or something else?" he asked.

[Gorim]

"Half now and half later is perfectly fine." Kye stopped, hesitating.

"I don't presume to say that all jobs go as planned. If this fails (not that it will, but if it does), you will have a great enemy. Anna Lawson is a Special, and you of all people should know that the loss of a family member is makes one desperate for revenge. Are you sure you wish to do this?"

[Cinna the Penguin]

Alex shook his head. "I'm sure everything will be okay. After all, it can't possibly get any worse. We already have two gangs constantly pushing at our borders, and in the past few days we've lost some ground. Oh, that smug look on that Allen's face when he took the good grocery store...now we have like no where to buy good food. No, we'll accept."

[Gorim]

You fool... Kye thought, thinking of the rage and hatred that would come from this. "Fine. May the consequences of your foolishness bring you some wisdom." She said coolly. "No good will come of this."