Where are the frickin twins! They are twenty minutes late, and I have a commercial flight at six thirdly. Last night I woke up abruptly, realizing I needed to take a commercial flight to Italy to keep the act up. "Zachary, if the twins don't come in five more minutes, we leave them. And they can take a commercial flight to Italy." I grind out of my mouth in frustration.

Then to my surprise, Zachary even agreed with me, except that he wanted to leave now. Out of my boredom, I went to the bedroom to relax my muscles. Then after a little bit, Zachary knocked on the door. "Come In" I just shouted, knowing it was only Zachary.

"The twins are still not here, and the jet is ready to take off." Zachary makes his statement, and I nod in accepting it.

"I will call Clover and implement their punishment," I said. Not watching my dark tone as I left the bedroom with Zachary behind me. Right after my statement, I could tell I had scared the crap out of my number two. I genuinely try to control my anger but can't handle it forever.

Now I pull out my phone and dial Clover's number. "Donna. The twins got into a fight," Clover says over the phone. Making me more pissed off.

"What Those Little Shits Do Now?" I just openly swore in a low tone.

"Donna. After you left, Huston fought with another trainer named Wyatt." Clover informed me as Zachary shrunk in his seat. Although Zachary can boss me around. He still fears me when I go full-on boss mode.

"And Brooklyn got into the middle trying to protect Huston but did more harm than good." I guessed from the history of the different fights. Brooklyn is a very responsible young adult, but... when it comes to her twin Huston, she gets in deep trouble. Even if they are two years older, they create many problems that I must clean up.

"Yes, from what I have learned. The fight was about Huston not being a 'man.' There have been some minor incidents in the past, but nothing major." Clover pauses for a second. "The other trainees pick on Huston because he is always around Brooklyn. Who fights his battles. They see Huston as weak for not training in the open space. It's obvious at the warehouse that Fierce Falcons are getting bullied, including Huston, for not fighting back." After Clove's ranting, it just made my water boil. For the past year, I have been fast-tracking The Fierce Falcons Support Squads' training so they could become my Support Squad.

"Thank you for pointing this out to me. Bullying is unacceptable because the Falcons are following my order to train behind closed doors." I growl into the phone, not caring about freaking Zachary out, sitting across from me.

"Oh, Donna, you should know that Huston does not fight back against the bullies. From what I can see, he sucks it up, destroying his confidence in the process." Clover makes this statement to justify Huston's actions.

"Since you know what's going on. I want you to deal with it." I command Clover, giving her the task knowing she will be the highest-ranking member there for a while.

"Yes, Donna," Clover says confidently before ending the call.

Now I glance down at my watch and see it's about thirty more minutes before we land. I should put those orders in to move The Fierce Falcons to Italy. Right now, I want to see how much progress they have made and if they are ready to do a mission for me. It's been at least three months since I last saw them.

Veronica is also known as Snake, the team leader, and the sniper. Ilene is the field hacker known as Terror for creating chaos wherever she goes. Then there's Lloyd, known as Zero, who fills the role of HQ coordinator. Then there is Raymond, aka Razor. The street fighter, muscle, and medic. Finally, there is Ted, known as Dice. Who takes on the role of investigator and is a famous street racer.

Now it's time for me, Sakai Rin, to become Elma Edwards. B-u-z-z, my alarm goes off for my boarding time. "This Nova Airlines Flight 453 To Milan, Italy. Calling First Class for Boarding." the flight attendant says in an Italian accent over the speaker.

It's time to board, and I hope no one will give me a hard time. Last night, I switched out the crew for Rose Dragon Members, safety first. Now getting in the first class line with my three luggage bags, I pulled out my VIP tags and secured them tightly. The VIP tags are so I can bring all three of my bags onto the plane without going through baggage claim.

While waiting, I get a few looks because it is not customary to have a VIP take a commercial fight. "Please scan..." the flight attendant Francesca stops her sentence and looks at the VIP tags. Giving her a second to process, she grabs a scanner and scans all three barcodes. "Madam Edwards, it's a pleasure to have you in our fight today." Francesca bows her head to me.

"Thank you," I said in a typical business voice while nodding my head to her.

Now I sit down in my seat after leaving my black duffel at the bridge and putting the guitar case above me. Even if the guitar case is an awkward shape, I don't trust it going under since 'The Dragon Blade' is inside. I only had one of my black duffels for my commercial fight because I can't bring weapons, which sucks. The only reason I got 'The Dragon Blade' through security was that I had called the airport's owner ahead of time.

As people load the plane, I sit down and start working on files from Rhonda, my CEO of Nova AirLines. He had sent me some paperwork to look at and sign. It took me a little bit to finish because I had to put away my laptop for 'take off.'

Then out of nowhere, a male voice over the plane's speaker said, "Ladies and gentlemen, Nova Airlines welcomes you to Milan, Italy. The local time is four p.m. For your safety and those around you, please remain seated with your seat belt fastened and keep the aisles clear until we are parked at the gate." Crap! I fell asleep on a commercial plane with people I don't trust.

"Man, these spaces are not meant to be slept in," I mumble as I stretch out.

Wow, who knew that the mountains would be so beautiful here? Turning on my phone, I checked my messages to see if my ride was at the airport. Brooklyn was kind enough to schedule a ride from Di Moze airport to my apartment. I can't be seen with my fancy cars around the city because my family will do a background check on me, 'Sicilian Mafia.' Even if Elma Edwards was created on a whim, Brooklyn is Midnight, one of The Devil Twins. Her skills with technology and weapons are known for being top quality.

Midnight and Ghost are known for being The Devil Twins. Midnight is Brooklyn, and Ghost is Huston. They both earned the name The Devil Twins by going against the previous mafia king. People thought they were crazy for going against him, but both Huston and Brooklyn wanted revenge. Vsevolod Novikov, the last king mafia and Don Of The Russian Mafia, killed the twins' parents.

Harper and Liam Knight were known for being Double Spear, a duo of assassins. When the twins were only three years old, Vsevolod killed their parents for rejecting a job. Everyone was surprised about them refusing the job since Vsevolod was known for being ruthless. Harper and Liam didn't want to become active again after three years of being with their children. For the twins' safety, Brooklyn and Huston were sent to their uncle Oliver.

Although The Devil Twins were against the previous mafia king, just like their parents, people still gave them assassinations. Then we finally saw each other again after eight years. Brooklyn and Huston are my old friends from when He had me. I became friends with the twins during my training in the United States. Abelino saw me as weak, so he sent me to one of his friends for a month.

During that month, I felt freedom for the first time in two years but still mentally chained. Once Brooklyn and Huston came into my life, the chains felt lighter. The twins made me feel better and stronger. Every week they would bring me a sweet to try. Both twins went to public school while I was in training. Being the distant relative of Oliver, my trainer/captor, had its advantages and perks, but I never held it against them. They were my friends who made me feel better.

In the past, before gaining custody of the twins. Oliver Knight was known for being a ruthless trainer of many famous assassins. He retired at the wishes of Harper and Liam to take care of the twins. The only reason Oliver trained me was Abelino had dirt on him. Every day of training, I knew Oliver hated doing it. He was training up a girl two years younger than his own niece.