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Sin Shot Part I - Nova Sin - 04-05-2015 The recording begins with me sitting out in a well lit area surrounded by grass, a look of anguished covering my face. So at last I hear from you and for a few moments I actually believed my ear were bleeding and my eyes were going to melt from my skull. I will give it to you sucky seven, you really try your best to dig into someone's past don't you? A smile replaces the previous look while I rub my temples to gather my thoughts. That was cute, you playing dress up to try to accomplish what? To get under my skin or piss me off? Like I said, it was cute...You know kinda like watching a five year old trying to remember lines for a play cute. Not to mention you stumble over words like a five year old trying to remember lines. I get it, those two twits you have as managers are the brains of this operation while you sit on your nice little rich boy throne and let the peasants do all your dirty work. Buddy, that shit don't cut it in the ring. You know, come to think of it I never said anything about killing a man or even anything about killing anyone in general. As far as you know lovely, I am just some porn star off the street trying to get in a wrestling ring to show my boobs in front of a bigger audience. So I guess this means you are either way to fucking high and ate a bad shroom or maybe, just maybe, you are as stupid as your appearance makes you out to be. Anyway, let me just say something so I can clear the air for you, mk? I don't want to be dark or edgy, my goal isn't to send chills down your spine because then you would just run when it was time to fight. My goal in this match, hell my goal in wrestling is to let my moves do the talking. All this chit chat about the match is just something to make people like you look even more stupid than you already make yourself out to be. Do you really think any of this matters once we get in the ring? Do you think telling me you are going to cheat to the top is really going to make me think I don't have this shit in the bag? All this does is tell me who I am facing. A little boy who has to grab his junk, that probably isn't even really there, and wait for his monkeys to do his work for him. Oh yea, big bag of hot shit you are little buster. I'm really worried that some cheating pathetic waste of time and space is going to cause me to lose. You know, maybe if you didn't depend on funding, other people, and knew how to wrestle cheating wouldn't be your cheap gimmick. Maybe then you would stand a chance. A giggle echos under my breath as I adjust my shirt to show a little more cleavage than normal. I lean up to the camera more and look down at my chest before pushing my boobs together a little. So, you would have sex with me if a condom was involved huh? Hey, you even want me to suck your non-existent dick. Can't you see? I already have you reeled in. I don't cheat, I play mind tricks and you are a little stuck in one right now sucky. See sex appeal plays a big role in gender matches. Nip slip and I would have ya drooling all over your big boy pants. Now in the ring I have no problem directing your attention to my chest or any part of me for that matter just so I can kick your ass. You have backup? Ok so when you have your little playmates come play they will meet mine, still leaves you and me buttercup. How well can you do on your own against someone who can grab your attention and kick your ass? Face it, no matter how hard you cheat, no matter how many people you pay off on your side, you still can't beat someone who can get in your head and fuck you over big time. I lean back and pull my shirt up to cover the cleavage. Smiling and looking over my nails I let a sigh cross my lips. If anything I think you are bluffing, about everything. I don't think you are a real fighter nor wrestler. I think you are going to pick at me as much as possible because deep inside you know I'm so much better than you are. I don't need to be dark, emo, edgy, or even threatening at this point. All I need is a brain that actually works to win over you. Yes you can cheat in this match as much as you like, but so can I. I can also do anything I want to you or your managers. With that being said if Miss feels the need to attack me I have no problem sending her on her ass. If shadow man wants a little slice of sin I hope he can handle hell. As for you, if you actually want to lift a finger and do your job I'll make sure you really work for your money. I'm not a murder, I never killed a soul, I had a happy family, and as far as you know all I am is a woman wanting to fight. I will not sucky your dicky because I doubt I could find it anyway, and because you just aren't anything close to what I consider my type. I'm sure you can connect the dots now and see that when my saying was made I was using sarcasm, you know something that when you say it you don't really mean it but dumb fucks, like yourself, think I actually meant it? Now that this is out of the way let me continue on something that is actually relevant to this match. You have other people fight for you making you weak, cheating? Even more weak from the point of view of even a fan. I fight because I enjoy to and I know how. You fight because why? Think about it, this is my passion and something I enjoy to do. That is why I don't cheat and follow the rules. I know how to work my way around the ring and come our match I'm going to show everyone just how well my fighting skills are. Bring a army if that is what you need to win, but remember that even if I have no back up, even if I come alone for our fight... I lean into the camera. I will still win. I will still kick your ass, and I will still show the world you are a waste of ring time. This isn't a threat sucky, this is me telling you that no matter what you have up your sleeve, no matter what your managers have planned out for you, You. Will. Not. Win. I lean back once again and stand to my feet, the camera following my face. One more thing, I wouldn't get used to using "Ava" when addressing me. Once my hand is raised all you are going to hear is Nova Sin. You are talking to one sin that is going to take you straight to hell. Off Camera (For clarification) The fact that someone was digging into who I was outside of the ring was interesting to me. Someone willing to bring up dirty laundry and even make fun of it was intriguing. I had to give the man props but him digging also meant the possibility of me being questioned by the police, something I need to make sure didn't happen. However, I'm not sure how he knew what he knew due to the fact that none of the murders were really documented as murders. Just suicides and well an overdose. Still, word had spread to my father and I was on my way to his construction office. I could feel the stairs on my back as I passed employees and members and walked into my fathers office. Sitting at his desk in a very nice suit was my father smoking a cigar. The funny thing about us was that we didn't attract attention so the fact that I was on television didn't sit right with him. We were told to make it look like we were like everyone else. Yes we all had the marking of the Mafia but never where it couldn't be hidden. We had to keep out of the cell so of course we had to hide who we were. When it came to a hit on the police, that is when you could really tell who we were. Other than that we were low code and had to find jobs to make up how we had the money we did. Wrestling, that was my way. You rang? Sit. I took a seat in a black seat across from my father. He had been born into this life, like myself, and he managed to make it to the top. He was the boss, we all listened to him and never questioned him. He had been in jail more than any of us and still stuck next to the gang, later we were considered a mafia by the police and the rest was history. Territory and money were my fathers objectives, well, and respect... Even if he had to scare it out of some people. Before you say anything. I don't want to hear it Ava, I told you this wrestle shit was a bad idea. What are you going to do when everyone starts to question you? What will you do the second shit hits the fan and the light gets shown on your dirty little secrets? No one is going to believe some snotty rich bitch boy who is always on some kind of drug. Hell, he has probably bought from us at some point. He starts question things on me and tries to take it anywhere one blood or hair test and hes in the smasher not me. And if other people question? No one is going to find out. You needed me to expand the work and that is what I am doing. You also told us to be low key, at least until all this shit blows over. This is me keeping it low key. I get paid to wrestle and it explains where my income is coming from. He shook his head. We had been on thin ice for the past few months. A gang by the name of DL12 decided to step foot on our turf. They sold crystal and ended up taking over a few clients. We were playing low key until the pigs picked them up off the streets and gave us the time to take over again. We then would hit in and be back on top. It was just a waiting game now. I can't have you being picked up. I have to have all my delivers out on the street. And I am. Waters is blowing shit out of his ass. Besides, this is all for television and I covered my ass. He has no proof and you, Caleb, and myself are the only ones who are living and know what really happened. I have my ass covered. You better. I do... He motioned to leave and so I did. On my way out I was shoved against the wall and one of the men got in my face. His name was Luis and he was someone who didn't think I belonged. Most girls are either sexed in or beat in. The way it works is if a woman has sex with a member they are part of us, they leave and they are dead meat. As for those who want to be beat in, well, you stand in the middle of five of the best hand fighting men and if you can stand up when the beating is over then you are in. I was born into this and on high rank...Needless to say I wasn't well liked among some of the men. You're fucking us over already. You're so fucking useless. I pushed him off and ran my hand over my lip revealing blood. All you are good for is sneaking around when there is a run. You can't even hands on fight, you can only carry that stupid gun around and point it at people. Thanks to daddy you are the shot caller but really you should just be like the other bitches here. A reproducer. I smiled and sent my fist into his jaw. He stumbled back before forcing my skull into the wall and pinning my shoulders to the wall. Know your place Ava, you are here to keep us alive and you take care of the house and men. You don't belong above a man. You should be under us while we fuck your brains out. That's all you bitches are good for, sex and house work. Just like yo mama, you shoulda been sexed in. I pushed him and myself away from the wall. My breathing was hard as I looked down at my fists. A smile crawled over my lips as I looked up at Luis then my fathers office door. Still smiling and looking at the door I laughed. Get the five best men. I looked at him and pulled the gun out of the back of my pants and handed it to him. Meet me in the parking lot behind the closed loafy. With this I walked away. I had better things to do than sit around here and wait to get the living shit kicked out of me. I had a run anyway. The moon was up and so were me and four of my men. DL12 was starting to be picked up more and more and some where even police casualties. It was time to get back into business and with the stack of product we now had, I had a lot of delivering to do. The house in front of me was light blue with paint what was starting to crack and come off. There was tons of graffiti on it and the best part was it was on DL12's territory. It was sticking our necks out but I was the best at getting in and out of a place before things got hairy. We crossed over the grass and hopped the fence of the house before I sat my black bag done on the ground and gave the door a knocking. Once the door opened one of my men nugged me and we walked in. Once in I sat the bag down on a table near by and felt a tap on my shoulder. I nodded and two taps followed after...DL12... This is it? That's what you asked for. The man looked over the bag before looking over me. My hair was pulled up and under a blonde wig and I was dressed in black leather from top to bottom. He smiled and as he turned around from me I saw the gun in his pants. 12...Pecks and 3. I could hear the whisper from behind me and my heart stopped. This man was part of DL12 and he was followed with three men who all had at least one gun on them. I took a deep breath in and looked over at the man eyeing the bag. We all were going to die here and I forgot to get my gun back from Luis. Damn him, now he doesn't get to see me get beat but now I don't even get to see my match...Wait... It's all there. Oh I know. He turned and pointed the gun at my head. I put my hands up and bit my bottom lip. This was a fucking set up. Dino, Pigs! Flashing blue and red lights shown through the windows as Dino shot at my head. I pulled the gun up and broke it free from his hand as a bullet lodged itself into the roof. I kicked Dino back and went to the ground. Down down down! Shots started to fire inside of the house as the pigs outside yelled. Cops around here didn't stick their necks out, they waited for the body count before going in a house. Bullets went everywhere and I watched two men go down. I crawled under the carnage until I was picked up by another man who had been hiding. He sent a fist to my jaw and I kneed him in the nuts. He fell back as I sent one bullet through the back of another one of his men. Altogether there were five of them, three of those dead. As for my men, well, it was me and one other left. Once I turned around my wig fell to the ground and I had my gun aimed at the back of the man in front of me head and his was point at mine. Ava?... Do I... The door broke in and the pigs ran in with guns blazing. The man grabbed my wrist and pulled me out of the house and into a dark car before driving off. Who the fuck are you! He was focused, no words came out of his mouth. Answer me or I will send this bullet through your fucking skull...ANSWER ME! I pushed the barrel to his head. What he ended up saying I wasn't prepared for and it knocked me back in my seat. I blinked a few times before registering what he said. I'm your brother. To Be Continue...