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Blood and Smoke	By : krazykiwi16 Category: +. to F > Baccano Views: 1408 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The beeping noise of the alarm woke Kelly up, half her face buried in the soft pillow; she glanced at the clock, turning the alarm off with a lazy arm. She got up slowly still groggy from sleep and yawned widely, stretching and twisting to shake out the cracks in her shoulders and back. Before collapsing back into the warmness of her duvet, her eyes trying hard to resist the urge to sleep some more, but she eventually plodded her way to the bathroom to get ready for work. She decided then that she was not a morning person, she admitted to herself that if anyone tried to kill her now she'd just admit defeat, she yawned again.

It's been ten months since Kelly started working as the head chef for the Gandors, and you'll be surprised to know that she actually enjoyed working for them, but with her high pride and stubbornness she would never admit this though. Initially she thought she would end up being fired, but it was good to be waking up without the constant worry of losing her job due to her short temper. On her first day at working at their base she witnessed at least three different brawls amongst fellow subordinates who gotten violent over the tiniest of disagreements. Best thing was they didn't even get fired, Keith pretty much ignored them, where Luck would just watch and laugh, Berga well…Berga would cheer them on but if it got too much then he would just put a stop to it himself. You never messed with Berga, so the fighting would stop pretty quickly. Ultimately, it wasn't long before Kelly was clashing with certain members of the family such as Berga. But Luck took it upon himself to stop a fight between Berga and Kelly, which wasn't too hard as Kelly pretty much did what she was told to, especially when Luck was the one giving orders. The cook had come to respect Luck referring to him as 'Boss' and carrying his orders without a single word of protest but, Kelly had her reasons for being submissive.

Not only had they given her a job, but a small one bedroom apartment room, which was round the corner of the Gandors' base. Kelly figured it was a way to keep an eye on her, not that she cared. They had a spare key too as she often came in and saw various things left for her such as assassination orders, or weapons which she never touched. The first however, being a box which Kelly was highly suspicious off, she wasn't familiar with the way Mafia ran things but heard rumours about them such as chopping people up and sending their body parts to people who were next or something like that. But since the box was not drenched in blood she opened it and saw that it was filled with clothes, but when she saw what the clothes were she decided that she'd rather have a bloody body part.

Kelly left the bathroom, a towel tied round her hair and she approached the closet, grimacing at the uniform that was hanging on the door, it's been ten months and she still hadn't accepted it. But she got dressed anyway, putting her arms through the sleeves of a white, crisp clean shirt which was rather long to Kelly's annoyance, but she buttoned it all the way to the top. She then wrapped the red bowtie round her neck and tucked it neatly beneath the collar. The white pants were next; Kelly hated these the most, mostly because they were very skin hugging, but nonetheless she put them on, and tucked the end of the shirt into it before zipping it up. Lastly, she slipped her head through the halter neck apron, grabbed the ribbons at either side and brought it round her waist and she tied a secure bow knot behind.

She removed the towel, it was still wet but she didn't care much for her hair since it had a mind of its own, strands of hair that couldn't decide whether to be straight or curly, soft long curls randomly here and there. She looked in the mirror, glaring at the reflection for a minute or so before tousling her hair and making a side parting with her hands, she undid a few of the top buttons on her shirt, and pulled at the bow tie, loosening it, and untucked her shirt. She was going for a certain look.

She looked at the mirror and sighed, anything she did to it didn't change the fact that it looked more like a maid's uniform than a chef's, it wasn't frilly per say but it didn't look rigid and refined as a cook's uniform should be, especially for a head chef. Hell! Even waitresses wouldn't be wearing such an undignified thing! She struggled against the strong desire to rip the apron off and tear it up into many pieces; she clenched her teeth, and looked away from the mirror. She did say something to Luck but he laughed it off saying it was her imagination but no matter what you say, this is clearly something a fucking chambermaid would wear! But the Gandors spent quite a bit on a bulk order of this uniquely tailored uniform so she couldn't really protest as much as she would have liked. So in order to exact revenge, she wore it as she wanted to hence the untidy look.

Kelly threw on her long grey coat, so damn glad that it would conceal her humiliating clothes when she was out on the street, not that it mattered since work was just round the corner but she had an errand to run before going to work, to pick up some spices from a very special market which was quite a walk away.

She soon left the Gandor territory, which was not a problem as she was confident she could take care of herself. It's not like I'm a big shot Mafioso or something. She continued walking down the street, her mind conjuring up new recipes and meals that she had yet to make, unaware of the flirty looks or menacing glares from men around her. She unintentionally brought a lot of attention to herself, what with her model-like beauty which made her stand out amongst the streets and recognisable. But more importantly, her sudden involvement with the Gandors had caused her name to be spread throughout the American underworld like wildfire. Still, not a lot was known about her, which would explain the two information brokers who were following her, hoping to learn something about the rumoured 'Killer Maid'

She turned left into an alleyway which led to the market, turning a blind eye to the putrid stench of filth and rotting food she continued her way. It wasn't too long when she befell across a scene of five men giving a real pounding to a young lad who had curled up on the floor, she could hear the sobbing and gasping of their victim. But that wasn't her problem, her real problem was that they were in her way, so she stood there, lighted a cigarette and waited for them to notice her presence. She didn't wait long before one of the men stopped, and shot a glare at Kelly, the others stopped too. The man looked the woman up and down, licking his lips at how enticing and fragile she looked,

'What's a lovely kitten like you doing here?' he purred at her, his men grinning widely from ear to ear.

'You're in my way, so beat it' Kelly said casually, looking to the side as if he wasn't even worth her time to look at.

Huh!' his voice laced with hot anger, the man came up right to her face,

'I didn't hear ya the first time lady, mind repeating that again! Seemed like ya wanted to come over to my place and have a bit of fun' leering down at her, feeling his trousers becoming tighter all of a sudden.

Kelly still didn't look at him, she was not impressed by him and decided he wasn't a worthy oppenent,

'Are ya deaf or something? I said beat it!' her anger was steadily rising, but it hadn't reached boiling point just yet.

The group of five were starting to close around her, eager to have their way with the young woman who was acting tough.

'No-no stop let her go!' wheezed the beaten young lad on the floor, attempting to crawl towards them.

The man turned and stared down at the boy,

'Run along now, be glad this kitten came just as we were getting of bored of ya' giving the man on the floor, a mocking wave. He turned his head back to the cook, but a tightly clenched fist collided under his jaw, and pressed forward with an enormous amount of force,

'GUGGHHH' he choked out, he flew into the air, over the lad on the floor, and crashed into a garbage can. His four comrades ran to his side and gulped at the scene, his mouth had undergone a unique transformation, lips had already doubled in size, several teeth were missing, and his jaw wasn't straight at all. He was unconscious too.

The young man was in shock, he was sure that something appallingly bad was gonna happen to the lady, but he saw her take a step forward and give a powerful blow the man.

'I told ya didn't I? I said ta move it!' crushing her spent cigarette beneath her foot. Her anger had reached boiling point and was bubbling and erupting.

'You-you bitch! What the hell did you do?' The four men all stood up, facing the cook.

Kelly's scowl turned into an evil smirk, her eyes twinkling with enjoyment,

'Oh? You wanna go? Come at me then! I'll crush ya inta fine dust' cracking her knuckles threateningly.

The men weren't fazed at all; they all rushed forward at once.

The young lad could only stare in awe as the cook went on an unforeseen rampage; she stepped to the side, evading the first punch and caught the man's wrist in a vice like grip, with a lift of her elbow she shattered the man's arm into pieces. He screamed in pain begging the girl to let go, which she did throwing him to the side as if he was just trash. Her face was emotionless, her eyes cold as ice and uncaring as her knuckles crashed into the soft, delicate flesh of the next man, sending him face first to the ground with just one powerful punch.

She turned her attention to the third man cowering on the floor, but he stood up and threw dust in her face, a desperate attempt to obscure her vision, she ignored the itchy feeling in her eyes and took a step forward, her fist flying straight ahead. She smirked when she felt contact with the soft tissue of skin, she had hit her target. She pulled her arm back, ignoring the guttural screams of pain and wiped her eyes on her coat sleeve, however while she was wiping her eyes, the last man came up from behind and grabbed her, holding her in place. The man in front recovered, taking out a switchblade, aiming it at Kelly with a crazy smile on his face,

'Ya bitch! I'm gonna kill ya good! Then I'll go right ahead and fuck your pretty dead body!' the man's right eye was half closed and a bruise was already blossoming around it. He was livid.

Kelly however, just looked bored; she brought her head up harshly, crashing it up against the man's jaw, causing him to bite his tongue almost in half. While he was yowling in pain, his grip loosened on the girl which Kelly took advantage off, and used the man behind her as leverage so she was able bring her body up, her legs locking around the neck of the man in front of her. She twisted her body 360 degrees in the air, breaking the neck that was secure in her legs in several places. Grabbing the shoulders of the man who was behind her, she then used the strength of her lower body and abominable muscles and brought her whole body upright and performed the perfect handstand on the shoulders of the second man, and flipped right over him, landing on her feet behind him.

The man looked back nervously; he was now terrified of the girl, and so ran away, screaming about monsters and other ridiculous things.

Kelly had suddenly found that breathing was a bit harder than usual, but she hadn't even dropped a sweat. She turned around, flicking her long hair over her shoulder, and took a napkin from her coat pocket to wipe the blood off her hands.

The youngster laid on the floor flabbergast, he couldn't believe what he saw, she moved like an acrobat at a circus, and was really, really strong. He always thought his girlfriend was strong for a girl but this lady here was on another level. Don't tell his girlfriend that however. He gingerly got up, and wobbly walked towards the woman, wincing in pain with each step.

'H-hey, um miss?' Kelly unnoticed him, and continued wiping her hands, she really thought she had held back but it was evident from her blood stained hands that she didn't really. She suddenly twisted round, hmmm strange, I could have sworn someone was watching me, Kelly continued staring down the alleyway, wondering if it was her imagination, well if there was, what's the worst that could happen Kelly groaned internally when she saw an image of Luck, Yeaaah, I ain't too keen on getting another long winded speech about how the family is important and so forth and yada yada yada!

'U-m are you okay?' Kelly stop her mental rambling, and turned her head towards him so quickly he recoiled back in shock, tripping clumsily and fell on the floor, his body shuddering in pain.

'Ah! Ouch! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Don't hit me!' the boy cried out, Kelly was stunned when she saw the sword tattoo on his face, it was something she never seen before and she found it sort of cool. She opened her mouth to stay something when a large crowd of people had suddenly appeared, encircling her and the teenager.

She gave a quiet groan, it was just one problem after another, all she wanted was get to the market, then get to work.

Will be continued on the next chapter

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