Big trouble in little india

[thevilone]

guess XueHua is Jane!

[Icecass]

Originally Posted by thevilone

guess XueHua is Jane!

That’s myguess too!!!

[Hardaway1818]

The suspense is killing

[Sorbxe]

Originally Posted by oldschool79

Wow...wow...wow....so much things going thru my mind

And now Owen is Fernando???

Could Jane be a male operator? Is it just a callsign or could be a acronym

Why is Xuehua disappearing often? She's an escort? Multiple premium cards in her wallet, work for free at Eddy, sells paintings and art works and she says men goes weak for her tongue stud..... Or she's a black market doctor....? The way she handle her knives....

gotto wait 2 more weeks.... great writing bro ilock.... thank you

Originally Posted by Baboonator

Whattttttttt ifffffff Eddy is The Butcher?

Put 2 and 2 together. That makes Xuehua Jane. Which is why she is so damn fit and toned. And Eddy her ex comarade. And practices his chopping at the chicken rice stall

[jessel]

Amazing story bro! Please keep going...

[oldschool79]

Originally Posted by Sorbxe

Put 2 and 2 together. That makes Xuehua Jane. Which is why she is so damn fit and toned. And Eddy her ex comarade. And practices his chopping at the chicken rice stall

wahaha.... then the plastic surgeon must be damn good...I'm assuming Jane is 1st gen operator, trained by 4 pillars during the early years, so she might be in her late fifties to sixties.... and poor jeff fucking old pussy.....

but then again, there is no statement stating jane's real age....

[tfoswill]

Xuehua is same age as Jeff. Owen said it in page 1 of thread.

If Xuehua is Jane, she must be 1st gen operator under Owen's predecessor.
started when she's a teenager ?

[JizFries]

Why not Jane being Xuehua's mother and the father being one of the 4 pillars?

[ludwig19]

Originally Posted by tfoswill

Xuehua is same age as Jeff. Owen said it in page 1 of thread.

If Xuehua is Jane, she must be 1st gen operator under Owen's predecessor.
started when she's a teenager ?

Jeff : what do you know about Jane ? does the archive say anything ?

Billy : Nothing in depth….. just enough to know she is there yet not there at the same time…. The company started training it’s first recruit the same time the 4 pillars started with Jane….they wanted to compare the methodology or something….turns out the company went for theirs…. So the 4 pillars only trained 1 girl… not much information is available…

Jeff : Then how do we know if she is real ? maybe it’s just a myth…

Billy shrugged his shoulders.

Billy : Maybe just a story made up to scare people ? hahah …. Jane has a birth mark…about 3cm long on the back of her left shoulder blade…. She might have it removed by surgery, no one knows….. the archives says she started her training when she was 11, had her first project by 13.

Jeff : Bull shit…. Mai lai la…..it’s fake… no way….

Billy : I know… at 13 i don’t even know how to cut a potato.


hmm maybe...just maybe.

[YellowEarth]

Excellent story here, support!!

[luvuass]

Bro ilock u r putting every reader in suspense, pls update quick

[Thiek]

amazing story as usual bro ilock!!!

[otamay]

Originally Posted by luvuass

Bro ilock u r putting every reader in suspense, pls update quick

Yes the suspense is killing.

[Alexxander]

Paging for bro ilock...

[ilikeoldchangke]

I pushed myself back from the railing and pointed my weapon back down the dark corridor.

My heart has never beat this fast before. Not when I’m on a project.

I’m feeling something different.


It’s not just the excitement running through my veins.

The anticipation of meeting Jane went up several notch. There is something new I’m feeling as well.

Fear.

It’s weird.
I know I’m afraid but I’m looking forward to it.

Owen : What is going on ?? What is the status ?

Iron : Butcher is dead…

Owen : What the..

Sounds of gunshots rang out from Owen’s side of the intercom. I could hear the muted shots of small calibre weapons being fired from outside the school compound.

3 seconds later Owen told us to bail out.

Owen ; Abort… get yourself out of there…. Get out… !! Our location has been compromise….



Owen wanted everyone to leave and wait for further instructions but none of us moved.

No way.

Our ego is too big to walk away from this.

Not when one of us has been killed.



Not when we have that one chance to proof once and for all who is the best among all of us.

Owen : get out !!... I want all of you to get out !!

Iron : hahaha…alright… see you in a while Owen…

The sound of gunfire got more intense outside the school compound. Jane is not working alone. There’s no way she can be at 2 places at once.



I turned a corner and came face to face with Gourmet. My left hand deflected a stab from his dagger the same time he pushed my gun away from his face.

We gave each other a scare and there is no hiding that.

We could both see it in our eyes.

Gourmet : where is she ?

Jeff : I don’t know…

A series of loud clashes came from 2 floors above us.

Gourmet and I immediately started running up the steps.


I could hear Raptor over the comms.

Raptor : argHHH!! …erghh!!! Fuck !..

This was followed by a loud crash before the labored breath of Raptor came on again.

Gourmet and I arrived at the 5th floor to see Raptor on his fours trying to work his way out from a tangled mess of tables.

Gourmet did not stop, he kept running towards the only direction Jane could have gone.

There is only 1 more staircase at the end of the corridor.



Raptor pulled up part of his balaclava, exposing his bloodied mouth.

He coughed and spit out blood and a chipped piece of his tooth.

I heard him cursed slightly under his breath.

Raptor : Fuck…. She’s fast…

Jeff : Are you ok ?



He nodded as he replaced his mask and climbed onto his feet.

I went after Gourmet , stopping shy of the 90 degree turn into the staircase.

My mind was filled with what I just heard Raptor say.
She’s fast .
The supposedly fastest guy in the company saying that Jane is fast.

I could feel myself on the verge of an orgasm.



If Jane is as good as they say she is, I’m looking forward to meeting her.

I turned and did a sweep of the staircase. There was no one in sight.

I kept my body against the wall and walked sideways down.

There’s no sign of my other colleagues either.


Jane is not stupid. She’s dividing us up and taking us out one by one. It’s the rationale thing to do.
Let’s not forget the selfishness inside each one of us.


All of us want the kill for ourselves. Imagine the bragging rights.
Just imagine being able to declare you are the one that took out Jane.

Another loud commotion pierced the silent night and I could hear Iron grunting on the ground floor.

I saw her.

I saw Jane.

She’s dressed in black, exactly the same manner in which we were dressed.



Her Balaclava alone is enough to leave a permanent scar in the minds of kids if they see it.

The black fabric of her mask is illuminated around the eye sockets. You know those glow in the dark stars you stick in your bedroom for some glow in the dark fun ?

Jane’s mask had a row of stiches glowing in the same manner.
Imagine watching a horror show with a woman that had her eyelid sewn shut, only the string used is glowing in the dark, like 2 monstrous slit.

Her mask extended backwards and I could see a budge that presumably catered for her hair.
There are no loose pony tail flying around. It’s all tied up and hidden within the mask itself.



As if the devil himself had made the mask, 2 spiked horns about 5cm long extended near her forehead.

Unlike the simple construct of the mask I used, Jane’s mask is a work of art.

A work by a very sick individual.

Tapering down her neck is a collar that held the whole mask together.

Iron : aRGHHH !! HEEERRR!!!!

Iron punched hard, driving his knuckle duster and it’s attached dagger in the direction of Jane.

She ducked most of the attempts. She’s really fast.


On her left hand, I could see the butcher’s cleaver.

Iron was punching the air most of the time. With his build and size, it would all be over for Jane if he got his hands on her.
Iron’s brute strength is no match for Jane’s agility.


Within seconds, she broke off the engagement and disappeared down the hallway.

Iron gave chase and he too disappeared into the dark.


I brought my weapon back up and heading in the direction where the action was. Then out of nowhere, I saw a dark figure jump down to the ground floor from the 2nd.

Like a seasoned parkour player, Jane dropped silently onto the ground, rolling to a stop about 30 metres away from me.



Our eyes met and I saw her tilt her head sideways as if saying she has yet to engage me before.

Fuck the knife. This is not a Hollywood show where you need to drag the run time for a physical fight.

I squeezed the trigger, sending lead through the air where Jane is.

Jeff : Fuck me…

I did not remain stationary, with each round I squeezed, I marched forward towards Jane.

Jane literally rolled and did a full somersault in mid air before diving into the back of a concrete column.



My magazine holds 10 rounds, I counted 6 shots which leaves me with 4.

I saw Jane attempt to switch her cover on the right and I sent another round over, the hot lead chipping off a small chunk of concrete and plaster.

3 more rounds in my magazine.

I closed the distance between her and myself to 20 metres.

I saw her foot extend out and I placed another shot, cursing as her foot retracted right before I squeezed off.


2 more rounds.

What happened next took me by surprise.

Jane rolled out from the bottom of the concrete column and started shooting at me.

The whistle of the bullet followed by the cracking sound of it breaking the sound barrier ringed closed to my ears.

I saw 3 muzzle flashes before I fell backwards to the ground.



The 3rd shot hit me by the side of my waist, grazing pass my body armour but the impact was enough to knock me off balance.

I fell and I knew there was no time to lose, I immediately reached for my knife and brought it up in time for the serrated edge of my friend to meet the sharpened cleaver that used to belong to Butcher.

Jane was right in front of me.

Her right hand swung her pistol towards my head but I knocked her off her feet with my right leg.


The speed at which she regained her balance is frightening, almost like a spring wound to it’s limits of tension, bouncing back with each push.

Jane kept her distance and disappeared back into the dark within warning.

Before I could get on my feet I heard footsteps behind me and Gourmet appeared.

He was panting.



Gourmet : you got shot ?

Jeff : I was wearing body armour…

Gourmet : fuck… I should have taken that from the armoury….

Gourmet’s weapon of choice is both a knife and a fork.


Unlike the fork you use for your steak, Gourmet’s fork is a foot long. A mean piece of hardened steel splitting into 2 at the end like the forked tongue of a poisonous serpent. Gourmet’s knife is like a carving blade with 2 colours. The cutting edge is in blood red while the rest of it extending to the handle is made of stone.

He’s the last person you would want to dine with for sure.

Gourmet gave chase into the dark and silence once again filled the school compound.


I went up to level 2 and kept my ears open. I could hear rapid footsteps running about above me.

I spoke into the intercom to warn my colleagues about Jane’s pistol.

Hibiki : Jane is armed…. Fired 3 shots…


There was commotion on the 4th floor again before Gourmet updated the rest of us.