Dangerous, Dark, And Deadly

Introduction

Have you ever tried to sneak out at night and realized that everything sounds way louder at night? For instance breathing, normally you can’t hear someone breathing but at night you can.

Chapter One

Heavy breathing

My first thought is “who’s?” Shawn, my boyfriend, was asleep with his arms around me, Raven, no my best friend had been asleep last night when I went to bed.

A quick glance at the clock proved my point. It was 6 am no one in their right mind would be up at 6 am on a Saturday (Saturday or not no one should be up) gently I tap Shawn. As soon as he opens his eyes I mouth “intruder.”

He nods and gets up silently (why did that stupid intruder have to come, I was so comfy). As soon as he’s up he hands me my knife. I stand up and take it, and as soon as it’s in my hands I feel better. He walks towards the kitchen (our room is in the middle of the house Raven’s room, the office, and the workout room are in the back the kitchen, living room, and dining room in the front).

I start towards the back. After checking the office, and workout room I head to Raven’s room.

Suddenly a hand grabs my wrist and another covers my mouth.

I hear the deep sexy voice whisper in my ear “nobody in the front.”

Shawn! A sigh escapes my lips. The hands and voice belong to Shawn.

“Are you alright?” he mummers his lips toughing my ear, his hands wrapping around my waist.

I turn and wrap my arms around his neck and pull his head closer and whisper into his ear, “Yea you just startled me that’s all.”

“Good, don’t want my girl hurt,” he murmurs his lips touching my ear, “sorry babe” with that he lets go and whispers, “ladies first” and makes a sweeping motion with his arms gesturing towards Raven’s door.

I roll my eyes and give him a quick peck on the cheek (the lips & other places are for later AND TOTALLY PRIVATE) turning I open Raven’s door.

1 Year Ago

“Happy 18th birthday Ray.” Ray is Raven’s nickname for me.

Raven is naturally a red head but dyes her hair blue, she has her left ear pierced three times and her noise pierced once, her right eyebrow is pierced twice, oh yeah and her bottom lip pierced two times.  She is 5’10, slim with a perfect hour-glass figure.

When she was 7 years old her dad passed away in a car crash with a drunk driver. Her mom re-married when she was 10, and her step-dad would beat her and sexually abuse her.

When she turned 13, I entered the picture.

She was a 7th grader and I was an 8th grader, I befriended her through 6th grade and finally half way through 7th grade she told me about the stuff going on. I told her to call the cops. That afternoon, he got arrested.

Now all you normal people calling the cops is the right thing to do. I’m not normal. I know every kind of fighting known to man-kind (by the time I was 10 I was the most dangerous person in the world). Ok, so you’re probably asking why I didn’t handle this asshole myself but first off I was trying to be a good influence on Mary Writter (at that time she hadn’t changed her name to Raven yet). After all Raven was like a little sis to me and I didn’t want her to get sucked into my world. And also, I was trying to lay low for various reasons. 

When she was 14 her mom died of cancer, and when that happened then she got sent to her step-dads house (because he was friends with the judge then he got off easy with a 6 month sentence).

When that happened I had to do something so I offered to let her come with me, not knowing what she was getting herself into, she chose me.

We moved from Greenville, South Carolina, to New York, New York.

Ok maybe I should tell you a little about myself.

My names Rachel Allen, I am 5’8 with light brown shoulder length hair, I have a pretty decent figure if I do say so myself, and very thin. I probably don’t even weight 110 lbs. Now I may sound like I can’t kick ass, but believe me, I can when I have to (or want to). 

So here’s my story.

Dad left the day I was born, and when I was two my mom gave me to one of her friends to take care of me and went off looking for my dad.

That “friend” happened to be a Russian spy. By the time I was 7, I could handle myself. So I had to. When I was ten when I was wanted in 7 states, when I was 14, I was wanted in 16 states and 2 countries.

That’s when Raven and I moved to NY, (now do you get why I was trying to lay low)?

I got a regular job, (well regular for me and on a regular basis) from this guy, Cobra that means I got to teach Raven how to fight and fend for herself.

I was number one in NY, best there was. If you had a job and money, then I could do it, I was seen but never noticed, I could blend anywhere and everywhere.

Well when this one guy Shawn, was hired to take out Cobra, Cobra hired me to find out who wanted him dead (it’s a long, long, long list believe me) and to take him out I did my job, well the first part anyway.

Shawn was 18, other than that all that I could fine was that he worked for the government. The government (just one more name to add to the list) is who hired him, I was just cleaning up his hotel room of all evidence that I was ever there when he came in.  Long fight short (see what I did there? Fight instead of story as in long story eh… eh… eh…? Oh why do I even try?)  The fight ended with him holding a knife to my throat and me holding a knife to his. He was very badly injured, and I didn’t have a scratch on me.

And that’s not the weirdest part.

He starts laughing. Then he tells me, “Drop the knife or go to jail for the rest of your life” (and knowing the countries I am wanted in I doubt it would be all that long, my life that is) “Or work for the government, with government protection, doing what you do best, spying.”

Then in a matter of seconds the hotel room was filled with gun’s men and choppers where outside. So, naturally I did what I do best, Raven-preservation (self-preservation to but mostly I’m worried about Raven.  Oh and did ya catch what I did there? Ugh why do I even try)?!?!?!?

“Does my friend get the same protection?”

“Only if she promises to stop supplying um certain er people with umm well certain weapons.”

Oh yea nobody makes a bomb like Raven.

“Done.”

That’s how I am where I am now, 3 years later, 18, with Shawn as my partner, Raven as my mission control and life is good plain and simple.

~ A few hours later~

“Miss Allen, Mr. Stars is going to be a little late today, so if you don’t mind please, wait in your office for him to arrive.”

The messenger boy was familiar, he was about 5’11 with dark brown hair and brown eyes, and he was wearing a light blue polo shirt and light blue jeans.

“Just like Shawn to be late” I mutter under my breath. Shawn Stars, my partner. (To the best of my knowledge) He doesn’t have any tattoos or pricings; he has blond hair that he dyes black and has bright yellow tips and highlights. He also had ocean blue eyes.  He is super muscular and about 6ft, and the hottest guy ever, at least to me he is.

Now don’t get me wrong, we aren’t boyfriend, girlfriend, husband, and wife, we are barely even friends. I just have a little crush on the guy that’s all, besides he’s 21, (actually he just turned 21 on December 2nd) and I’m only 18, (I just turned 18 today June 3rd) how could he ever like me anyway?

I had just gotten to my office when I heard someone coming up behind me. Turning I see Shawn.

“Traffic bad?” I ask sarcastically, as always because I’m just that smooth with guys. (now if you didn’t get that you’re just totally out of it.)

“Well good morning to you too.” He rolls his eyes. “You look nice” blushing a little as he says it he adds “I got you something.”

Chapter two

“Thanks, your hair looks nice, I like it” this time instead of yellow, he got green, electric green, my second favorite color,”so you got me something? You didn’t have too….”

“Thanks, I could do yours too, and um yeah Rachel, it’s your 18th birthday don’t you think your friends should get ya stuff?”

“No thanks I like mine the way it is, I guess….”

He pulls a box from his bag and hands it to me. As soon as I get it open I see that it is a knife, and not just any knife it’s got about a 5inch handle and about a 4 inch blade with the “to go out fighting is to go out with honor” engraved on the blade. It’s my battle cry.

“Oh my god Shawn I love it so much” I say throwing my arms around his neck, “thank you” I mummer.

“You’re welcome, oh yeah and one other thing, what about you meet me at noon for lunch at the Sandwich Shop from Heaven. And maybe catch a movie too.”3

“Sounds good,” I say smiling “now before mission control thinks we are taking a sick day we better get going.”

He laughs. And we head out together.

Due to security reasons I cannot tell you anything about my missions when they are ‘on the clock’ but luckily for you (and the reason I can make a book) most of the interesting things happen ‘off the clock’



January 8, 2012

Dear Diary

Well I just got home from my mission. OMG Shawn asked me out! We are going to lunch at The Sandwich Shop from Heaven. And maybe even a movie. Also I'm finally 18! And you’ll never guess what Shawn got me, a knife! Well not just ‘a knife’ but the most perfect knife ever! It’s got a black handle and the handle is about 5inches with a 4inch blade, and he even had my battle cry engraved on the side of the knife! “To go out fighting is to go out with honor” it’s what I tell myself every time I get scared and before every mission and every battle.

The knife size is perfect and so is Shawn! And he even offered to do my hair cool, I said no because someone has to keep normal hair in this group but I kind of want to get my hair cool like his ya know with black hair and electric green tips just like his. But alas I can’t.

OMG! It’s already 3am! I have a date at noon so diary until next time. Ha-ha wow, I need to get out more.

~Rachel



Beep beeep beeeep beeeeep beeeeeeeep!! I roll over and turn off my alarm clock, and glance at the time.

I glance at my clock and scream.

“What?” Raven asked breaking down my door with one well placed kick, “what's wrong? I heard you scream and oh god Rachel what's going on?”

She looked more worried than I had ever seen her before.

“I have a date at noon!”

“Ha-ha” she laughed “look at you! Ha-ha you got twenty minutes to get ready ha-ha good luck” with that she walks out to go to her room.

I quickly brush my teeth and do my hair (by that I mean I brush my hair & hope it looks ok) I grab my black mini skirt with the electric green skull on the skull on the side and my electric green tank top with the black gothic letters that say “Party HARD or go HOME”

I quickly pull on my black combat boots and put on my bright red lipstick. As I rush out the door I grab my keys and my cell phone.

10 minutes later

I pull into the parking lot with my black Ferrari (it only takes 5 min to get there but I was going so fast I got pulled over 12 times the government is going to have one hell of a bill).

“Rachel over here” Shawn calls as soon as I enter “The Sandwich Shop from Heaven”

Not even 3 seconds after I sat down the waitress came over and asked what we wanted to drink

“Two sodas please” Shawn said.

“alright then” the waitress said “ oh yes and Hun this man came in and asked me to give this to you” with that she handed me a box about three inches tall 6 inches wide and 8 inches long. Then she walked off Giving Shawn one last flirty glance.

The waitress’ name was Flo or so her name tag said. She looked about thirty with dyed blond hair and green eyes nice skin but too much blue eye shadow. She was in her blue jeans and the tight white top all employs must wear. She had 6inch stiletto heels on as well.

I open the box after one last hostile glance at Flo. Inside was a letter and a vile of some blue liquid.

Here’s what the letter said

Dear Rachel,

I'm sorry to bother you on your date but I need to talk to you.

Rachel while I know you said you wished that you were done with my missions well like it or not you have another mission, but at least you shall get good benefits from my mission, and mixed with the ones that you have from the Government you should be unstoppable. But this mission is to be kept strictly OFF THE CLOCK!

Shawn and Raven may be included on this.

You were my finest agent I know you will do well, good luck.

                                                                     ~Cobra



“Who’s Cobra?” Shawn asks.

“Go we got to get out of here, NOW!” I yell “Move it!” I say grabbing Shawn’s arm and pulling him to my car.

Chapter 3

As soon as I get to my car I unlock it. “Shawn, come on, get in.

Now I know that might not sound like much but that’s the first time I've ever offered to let him ride in my car. It’s a black Porsche.

We get to my house in 5 minutes flat. And I drove about 150 MPH.

“Remind me to never let you drive me anywhere ever again.” Shawn says looking a little green as we head into my room.

Raven comes out of her room long enough to ask “why”

“I got a message from Cobra.”

“Oh,” she looks at Shawn with pity, “Don’t worry, you'll be fine, and honestly I’d rather be in the car with her when she drives like that then behind her, and trust me she doesn't always drive like that.” She goes back into her room.

“So who’s Cobra?” Shawn asks again.

“Remember when we met, how I did odd jobs?”

“Yes”

“Well Cobra is who you were supposed to take out. Cobra has enough people that he gives orders to that I bet that only maybe 10 people have met him.  Oh yeah did I ever tell you that you had the wrong guy all along? But you knew that, because all along you wanted to bring the real Cobra out. The name you know him by is Raymond.”

While talking I had gotten my laptop out. Why the rush you may ask, well if you don’t send an email within 30 minutes then Cobra assumes that you aren't going to accept his job and sends someone to kill you.

Pulling up my email I send an email to [e-mail] with the subject being Cobra and the message, I have many cobras, do you want one.

One minute later I got a reply

You mission is to find what is in the syringe, and then find out who tried to kill me with it. As you know only 9 other people have direct access to me and 10 others have indirect access to me. Once you know find them and kill them. You’ve changed enough that no one should recognize you. If you do the job right, you shall have my protection for a year. Here are the names of people that have access to me

These men have meet me from day to day to do jobs

Rachel Allen

Tyler Morgan

Braden Raddits

Josh Angelo

David Shark

Charles Trammels

Rob dickens

Don Howe

John Lynch

Andy Worth

John Keeth

These people take care of certain things.

Mary Lynn Tims

Preston Wittier

Hunter Glass

Lydia Balard

Joe demarco

Jessica demarco

Russell Duncan

Sam Keeth

Victoria Keeth

Peter Gibson

TJ Jones

Gabe Scott

I hope that this helps

                                        ~Cobra

Reading it out loud made it all seem so real.

I look at Shawn when I finish reading.

“How hard do you think this will be?” he asks.

“The fact he came to me and what I get in return I would say basically impossible.

I quickly type a reply

How did they try to kill you? Who was with you? Anyone not where they should have been?



I hit send and hold my breath.

A second later I get an IM from Cobra

Cobra: hello darling

Rachel: hi



I start a group and send Raven a message to join and Shawn gets onto my other laptop so that he can get on to. Why do I have two laptops? Because its easer to hack with two.

Raven: Hi

Shawn: Hi

Cobra: how is everyone?

Shawn: let’s skip the pleasantries and get down to business

Raven: I'm with Shawn

Cobra: ok

Rachel: I assume you got my reply

Cobra: of course

Raven: Can I see the note and the emails please?

Rachel: sure come in here and you can look at them and Shawn and Cobra can chat until you get catch

              up

Raven: thanks

Cobra: um what about the mission

Shawn: well Raven needs to get catch up don’t you think

Cobra: Sure, back to the pleasantries

Shawn: Screw waiting on Raven

Raven: Hey!

Rachel: Cobra’s right back to the pleasantries. Because like it or not we are all on this mission together

              And Shawn is the only one who has not worked with Cobra before. So Shawn, just chat with 

              Cobra

            While I get Raven caught up.

Shawn: so

Cobra: so your 21

Shawn: yea

Cobra: a little old for an 18 year old, don’t you think

Shawn: NO!

Cobra: well I don’t know how good it would be for her, do you really think that’s what's best

Rachel: off this subject

Rachel: cobra is 5’11 w/brown hair and brown eyes he has an athletic build and is 24.

Rachel: work with that

Rachel: just don’t talk about me

Rachel: or raven

Raven: thanks

Shawn: I think I've met a man who fits that description

Cobra: well I know that you have never met me

Shawn: are you sure

Raven: I'm caught up

Cobra: Jessica, Lydia and Mary Lynn had been with me all day

Cobra: as far as I know no one was anywhere but where they should be

Rachel: but for all day everyone but them three girls could have been doing whatever they wanted

Cobra: well yes but they all have people who will vouch that they did nothing but what they should have

            Been doing

Raven: what were you doing with three girls?

Cobra: let’s not go there

Shawn: sicko

Rachel: Shawn!

Cobra: no not sick, it’s not anything like that, its love

Shawn: oh yes I'm so sure

Rachel: so how did someone try to kill you?

Cobra: you little bitch

Raven: Everyone

Cobra: blow dart

Rachel: Great

Raven: Rachel, can you do it?

Rachel: of course raven

Cobra: I've got business, Rachel drive over sooner or later and bring raven and Shawn. Nobody can know

            Do you understand? Oh and Rachel the old rules still apply.



“I got to get home” Shawn says.

“Bye” Raven says

“I’ll drive you home” I offer.

“No, its ok I think I’ll walk.”

“I’ll drive you Shawn” Raven offers

“Thanks” Shawn replies

“Screw y’all” I say

Three hours later

I open up my computer and log on to the chat room and create a room.

I automatically invite Cobra, Raven, and Shawn.

Shawn has joined the room

Shawn: Hi Rachel, how are you

Rachel: good did you miss my driving

Shawn: NO

Rachel: ha-ha

Raven has joined the room

Raven:  y’all talking about anything important

Rachel: Shawn was telling me how much he missed my driving

Shawn: no I wasn’t

Raven: y’all r so going to get married

Shawn: um

Rachel: Raven!

Cobra has joined the room

Cobra: good afternoon

Cobra: I have more information for you

Rachel: what is it?

Cobra: I got a note saying that unless I called you off the case then you would be killed.

Cobra: only the people on the list I gave you know you are on the case.

Rachel: how is that a clue?

Cobra: well it is a clue because that means that ether someone is a leak

Cobra: or one of them did it.

Cobra: check out the Keeth family first.

Chapter four

The plan is to go wherever the Keefers are going to go for vacation. Cobra supplied us a field agent of his own to help with the case. His name is Jake. He is 6’2 and has short dark brown hair, green eyes and freckles.  He is 19 years old and is going to be our mission control.

John Keefer is 6’1 and has blond hair and blue eyes. His wife, Victoria is 5’7 with black hair, light brown skin and brown eyes. Sam is 6’2 with dirty blond hair and ocean blue eyes. Tan and muscular.

The next day

I sit down next to Shawn, the campfire blazing. We were finally doing it! One of the suspects (the Keefers) were camping here. Our site is next to theirs, Raven and Jake’s site is next to ours. According to our records we have one week to become friends with them.

Information

To send me questions or comments to me send me mail at

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To send mail to any of these people email them at

Rachel [e-mail]

Shawn [e-mail]

Raven [e-mail]