Warning: chapter contains extreme violence, strong language, blood, gore, and death

You've been warned...

You both arrive at 'Playhouse,' the nightclub that the boss owns. Why Playhouse? Well you see... the boss believed the name of the club fit perfectly. After all, you clan is called the 'Death Dolls.'

You walk in the nightclub with  Luke following behind. "Want me to accompany you?" He smirks. You playfully roll your eyes. "Do what you want, I'm leaving as soon as I drop off this." You say as you held the bag up to  him. "Why not stay a while?" "I've had a long day, I'm tired. All I want to do is go to bed." You yawn. "Ill join you in bed dollface.~" He says wrapping his arm around your waist.

"What do you say Y/N?" He smirks. You harshly step on his foot with your heel. He groans a bit in pain. Ignoring him, you walk through the people who were dancing on each other. Luke follows behind as you walk towards Nana's office.

Entering the office, Nana immediately gets up from her seat and walks to you. You can see the excitement in her eyes. "Soooo, where's his head?" She asks ignoring the fact you're covered in blood.

Unzipping the bag, you pull out the head by the hair. Blood continues to drip from his neck. "You wanted his head, i got what you asked." Nana claps her hands, snatching the head away from you.

She dances around with the head, holding it up high in the air. "She's gone mad." Luke whispers to you. "Good to know you've finally realized." You whisper back.

"You've done the job Y/N! What do you want in return? You name it!" She says excitedly. "I want a whole day off. No calls, I don't wish to be disturbed. Last, give me a pay raise." You calmly state, throwing the bag in the trash.

"Deal!"
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A car parked not too far away from the nightclub. "There's the car. What do you want us to do boss?" The driver questions. "Get your weapons. Just follow my lead." Donovan smirks darkly.
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"I'll be leaving now. I want my day off tomorrow." You clearly state to your boss. She happily nods. "I'll take you home doll.~" "No need, ill walk instead. I'd rather be alone." You try walking past him but he grabs your wrist. "As if I'd let you walk alone. Let's go." Luke then drags you near the door. "Luke-" You stop as you heard gunshots go off and the sounds of people screaming.

You both look at each other and nod. You look around to spot a window. Opening it, you jump out. Nana closes the window. It lead outside, behind the building. Luke stays behind protecting Nana. She places the head on the desk and pulls out a pistol. Luke hides behind a shelf, covering him away from the door.
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Both of Donovan's bodyguards shoot up at the ceiling. The guests run out the door, terrified. Donovan scans the room trying to spot you. Yet you were no where in sight.

Members of your clan pull their weapons out, aiming it towards the three men. Donovan smirks and held his hands up a bit. "Relax death dolls, we're not here to cause any harm. We're here for business..."

"We're not interested. Take your leave." One of the members demanded. Donovan chuckles. "I don't think so. I'm here to talk business. Now get your boss." "Didn't you hear us? We said-"

BANG!

Donovan pulled his gun out, shooting the man straight to the head. "All of you will be next if you don't do what I've asked."

Silence...

"Have it your way..." He nods at the men. The men load their guns and aim it at the members. They pull the trigger, instantly killing them all.

Blood decorated the walls. Brain matter all over the floor. Body after body. Some piled on top of each other. Donovan's smirk grew wider.

"You will be mine (Y/N)..."
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Coast clear. You walk in the club, only to be greeted by the dead bodies of your clan members. They were the new rookies. Their first day on the job at Playhouse nightclub. You look away. "Poor things didn't have a chance..." you quietly say.

BANG!

You quickly turn to the direction where the noise came from. You silently walk towards the noise, holding both pistols in both hands.
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"Here you are." Donovan says. "You...You! Why are you here?!" Nana yells. "To talk of course." She quickly responds. "I want you three out of my club now!"

"Sit down."

Nana freezes at Donovan's dark intense glare.

She sits back down in her chair, trembling in fear. "Good, now call him off." Donovan demanded. She slowly turned to Luke, nodding at him. He walks out of his spot with his hands up.

"Now get rid of him..."

Both men aim their weapons directly at Luke.

"No!" Nana yells in fear.

BANG!

BANG!

You shoot them both in the back of the head as you appeared behind them. They fall hard on the ground. Blood oozing out of the wound. Donovan turns, only to be harshly kicked to the ground by you.

His heart began to pound rapidly. A tiny blush appeared on his pale skin. His doll...holding two pistols to his face. You smirk.

"Nice to see you again hun...."