Chapter 8

 

The Black Dragon

The tall, muscular Colombian guard walked back and forth with his A.K. resting on his shoulder. A cigarette hung loosely from his lips as he scanned the area. He loved his job especially since he knew there wouldn’t be anyone crazy enough to ever try and attack Chico at his mansion, so in his eyes, this was free money. The guard leaned up against the iron gate, removed a flask from his pocket, and enjoy himself a sip of vodka. He went to take another pull from his cigarette when a gloved hand roughly covered his mouth as a sharp icepick was forced repeatedly down into his neck, spilling blood everywhere. The Black Dragon quickly dragged the guard’s body over into the bushes where he was sure that no one would find it at this time of night. The Black Dragon quickly glanced over both shoulder before hopping the iron gate. He landed on his feet, removed his silenced 9mm from its holster, and inched his way towards the front of the mansion. The Black Dragon made his way towards the front door when out of nowhere, the front door opened, and two guards stepped out. The Black Dragon quickly put the two guards down with headshots. Before he had a chance to move their bodies, another guard came around the corner followed by a canine dog.

“Hey!” The guard yelled before a bullet hit him right between the eyes. When the canine spotted the guard drop to the ground, he quickly took off in the direction of the assassin with his sharp teeth showing. Without hesitation, the Black Dragon raised his silenced weapon and blew half of the dogs face off.

Pst!

The Black Dragon slammed a fresh clip in the base of his gun and then entered the mansion. He stepped foot inside and quickly hid behind a statue as three guards came running towards the front door. The Black Dragon patiently waited for the trio to run past him before he sprung from behind the statue and put all three gunmen down with headshots. He moved throughout the mansion with the stealth of a cat burglar. The Black Dragon crept up on another guard from behind, grabbed him, and slit his throat from ear to ear before the guard’s body hit the floor. The Black Dragon felt a fist smash into the back of his head from behind. The blow staggered him but didn’t drop him. The Black Dragon spun and saw the guard raising his A.K. He quickly took off in a sprint as the guard squeezed down on the trigger and swayed his arms back and forth. The Black Dragon ran as fast as he could and dived out into the hallway just as bullets decorated the wall right where his head used to be. The guard kept his finger down on the trigger as he followed the Black Dragon out into the hallway, when the guard stepped out into the hall the assassin was nowhere to be found. 

“Shit!” The guard mumbled under his breath as he slowly inched his way down the hall, he heard a noise behind him, and then suddenly his feet were swept out from under him. The guard’s head bounced violently off the hardwood floor. Just as the Black Dragon readied to put a bullet in the guard’s head, he felt a strong pair of arms grab him from behind in a bear hug. He quickly pushed himself backwards and rammed the guard’s back into the wall. From there, the Black Dragon delivered an elbow to the guard’s rib, and then hip tossed him down to the hardwood floor. Before he could finish the guard off the other guard peeled himself up off the floor and charged the assassin. The guard hit the Black Dragon hard and lifted him off his feet as the two men went crashing through the door of one of the guest rooms. The Black Dragon made it to his feet and delivered a lightning-fast eight-punch combination that left the guard’s face a bloody mess. He then finished him off with a crushing openhanded blow to the nose. Before the guard’s body even hit the floor, the other guard entered the room swinging with bad intentions. The Black Dragon easily weaved five punches back to back, and then landed two punches of his own. From the way that the guard took the punches, the Black Dragon could tell that the man standing before him couldn’t take his power. The Black Dragon landed a jab that violently snapped the guard’s head back he went to finish the guard off with a roundhouse kick to the face, but the guard caught his leg along with the rest of his body in midair and forcefully slammed him down to the floor. The guard climbed on top of the assassin and started raining blows down on his face. “Yeah motherfucker! What’s up now?” He growled as he unloaded on the assassin.

The Black Dragon took the first two punches well, but on the third punch, he caught the guard’s arm and slipped it into an armbar. He applied pressure on the guard’s arm until he heard it snap.

Crunch!

“Urrrgh!” The guard howled in pain as he felt the assassin slip behind him and put him a chokehold. The Black Dragon violent snapped the guard’s neck, and then tossed the man’s body to the floor as if it was trash. He pulled his back up gun from his leg holster and continued on throughout the mansion.

* * *

Chico and his daughter’s mother laid in the bed watching a new web series called, The Hand I Was Dealt. He had been hearing about the series, but this was his first time actually getting around to watching it and he had to admit that it was very good from the first episode. The web series was interrupted when a loud series of gunshots ripped through the air.

Chico quickly jumped out of bed and grabbed the dessert eagle that rested under his pillow. The first thing that came to his mind was to protect his daughter who was asleep in her room down the hall. Chico snatched his bedroom door open and froze when he saw a gunman holding a gun to his eight-year-old daughter’s head.

“Whoa!” Chico said raising his hands in surrender. “Listen man I don’t know who you are but if you want money I have plenty of it. It’s yours just let the girl go.” 

“I was sent by Eric Mason. He asked me to deliver a message,” The Black Dragon said as he pressed the barrel of his gun even further into the back of the little girl’s skull. “Drop your weapon.”

Chico quickly laid his gun down on the floor. “Whatever you want just don’t hurt my daughter,” he pleaded. 

“Eric Mason asked that you call the hit off or else everyday one of your love one’s will die!” The Black Dragon said. “If you do not agree with these terms trust and believe you will be seeing me again.”

“I’ll do whatever you want just please don’t hurt my daughter,” Chico begged.

“Call the hit off...now!”

Chico slowly grabbed his cell phone and made a call. “Yeah it’s me leave the Mason family alone. The hit is off!” He yelled into his cell phone. “Call it off!”

“You sure boss because we have eyes on Eric Mason right now and he’s only with one other guy. I can take him out right now if you want?” The caller on the other end said.

“I said the hit is off, do you hear me? It’s off bring all the troops back home!” Chico yelled then ended the call.

The Black Dragon looked Chico in the eyes and pulled the trigger as Chico’s daughter’s lifeless body crumbled down to the floor.

Boc!

“Noooo!” Chico yelled. 

The Black Dragon then lowered his gun and shot Chico in the leg. He then turned his gun on Chico’s girlfriend and put a bullet right in the middle of her forehead. “Leave the Mason family alone because trust and believe me, you don’t ever want to see my face again!” The Black Dragon growled before he disappeared out of the bedroom leaving Chico laid on the floor with a bullet in his leg and a lot to think about.