In the shadows.

Darcy's pov**

"We need to go now we have been spotted!" Yelled Vez'.

"I can't shake them." I said as I fought off two more guys.

The mission was to invade on of the British Mafia's warehouses. It all was going great until I accidently triggered the alarm system sending all there men exactly to our location.

I ran to a stair case, went up, went down a hallway, and out the side door where are bikes where stashed and my crew waited.

"Go, Go!" I yelled.

I hopped my bike started the engine and hurried back to base.

"We are screwed." Roy muttered as we pulled into the parking garage.

'Screwed' was a understatement more like doomed.

"It cant be that bad this time. I mean its not like we could of done anything differently." Vezio commented as we walked up the stairs to my dads office.

"Wait here." I said to my crew before I reached the top of the stairs.

"Are you insane we are coming in there with you." Alex Argued

"No way its my fault we failed I'm the leader I deserved to be punished for it. Besides I will be fine I'm always fine."

"Fine my arsch (ass) every time you come back out of that place your in so much pain. I'm sick of it!" Roy argued.

"No you stay here that's a order!" I yelled at him then pointed to Vezio and Alex. I walked up the rest of the stairs. I took a long deep breath before knocking on the door.

"Come in." the deep haunting voice of nothing but a monster, my father. "Sit." he motioned to the chair directly across from him. I hesitated for a second but sat down. "You failed your mission. I gave you one task a task you can do with your eyes closed and you screwed it up!" He spat.

"There where complications that I didn't account for it won't happen again sir." my voice was weak and broken just like I was.

"Your right it wont happen again. Bad girls deserve to be punished for bad behavior." He pulled out his desk drawer and pulled out a small pocket knife.

"Sir please I'm sorry." I begged fear over coming me.

"Tsk tsk if only you would of done your only job then this would not be bout to happen." He forcibly took my arm and slid the knife up it drawling blood. "I'm doing this for your own good daughter. You know that right." I shook my head yes. "Speak to me!" He yelled in true anger and venom.

"This is for my own good." I replied in a little above a whisper.

"Good no go clean up I was a mission for you and your crew in the mornings. This is your redemption you know the rules two strikes..."

" And I'm out.." I interrupted slamming the door. My hands where on my arms trying to stop the blood. Alex was still at the steps where I told him to wait. Roy and Vez must of left figures they can't stand me being in pain.

"Dar.." was all he could say. That's all I wanted him to say. We waked back to our quarters.

Our room had one big room. The family room as we called it because we where a sick and twisted family. We had four rooms with bathrooms in all of the rooms. My room was next to Vezio we call him vez for short. Most people think it is weird that I don't have my own quarters. Why would I? My team is my family I wouldn't want to be apart from them for a second.

Besides I make my own rules. I'm the only girl in the mafia who isn't a maid. I don't get special treatment or anything I'm treated like anyone else property. Property that can be replaced.

"Wait here." Alex said before entering his bathroom. He came out holding bandages and cleaning solution. He sat next to me on the couch "This is going to sting." He said with sympathy lacing his voice.

"I can take it." He looked at me for any sign of fear. He would not find one I'm the shadow killer after all.

The shadow killer aka the most wanted killer in all of the mafia world. My father Leon rescued me from a burning building when I was a newborn. All my family gone. He took me under his wing and turned me into what I am now. He trained me to fight, posion, seduce, and most importantly kill. I killed in the shadows I always killed and left that how I got my name. No one outside of the German Mafia knew who I was, what mafia I was in.

I never did anything alone. Sure I went into missions by myself but preparations takes a while. Vez is the brains of everything I do. He finds the fasts routes into places and alternative exits. Alex is look out he always is around on missions ( besides the solo ones). He helps when we need a distraction etc..

Roy is my partner in crime. On crew missions he is right next to me fighting killing, kidnapping etc.. Even on solo mission he calms my anxiety before I leave. We wouldn't be live without each other, Sure we would be alive but we wouldn't be able to find some kind of peace in the world we live in.

Alex was done before I knew it. I thanked him and entered my room. My room was basic it had light blue walls a desk and vanity and a closet. My bed had dark blue sheets with my childhood stuff animal the only thing that survived the fire. I went to the bathroom took a shower. The hot water burned my bandages and the cuts on my thighs made by yours truly. When times got dark and I felt trapped in the head I turned the mental pain to physical something I can control easier. I finished my shower and got ready for bed. I climbed into my bed and closed my eyes. Tomorrow was a trial run to see if I'm still worth being kept alive.

Little did I know that soon everything would change. Lies tangled with the truth and chains pulled me closer to the bottom of the lake of the Mafia World.